Semi-good news: the homeless friend has a place in Medford to stay overnight.

Theo, you are a v. good friend to a FB friend.

It was raining here, no eclipse for me.

I once got an emial from a school in California for a mom with an Aisan name nothing like mine. I think that was a crossed wire somewhere. Otherwise I think I am the only one of me, besides a distant cousin who has a different married name now.

Glamcookie, I would make sure to always say you are planning to relocate to X, at least. Although, I've always ended up moving first and then getting a job, which isn't ideal...

So I knew my mother had invited some relatives for dinner this weekend. I thought it was Saturday, so I rescheduled my massage appointment. Turns out it's Sunday, which is too bad because I could have used that massage! Then she just tells me, they're going to want to see my apartment, so I should have hors d'oeuvres down here before dinner. And "I can serve whatever I want." Oh OK. So I guess I'm making (slash buying at TJ's) hors d'ouevres. And drinks. Good to know!

I'm glad the crisis tonight was averted.

Today was served with a huge side of schadenfreude.

I've been putting "planning to move back to" on my cover letters for distant job openings. And I've gotten a few interviews, if no offers so far, in the target region. It's worth a shot.

Oh, my mom's hernia surgery on the eve of her 70th went well. They had to open her up (vs lapro) but she was feeling well enough to email all of us and bitch about prune juice. Feeling good and looking good (dad sent pictures from recovery and she's giving him A Look.)

Sobering to realize she has her guts cut open and she's gonna be 70 tomorrow!

Google claims it's not possible for multiple people to sign up for the same address. I think they lie.

Are the letters you see not just people typing the recipient email wrong?

My favourite was someone who got ahold of my phone number and texted me angrily to insist the milkshake was still in the yard, and when I dealt with her flippantly ("Are you calling me a lesbian? I've never shaken any milk...:) she went ballistic and threatened to call muscle on me and wouldn't accept that it was a wrong number. It went way past entertaining (and for me, that takes a lot) and I blocked her. She was sending photos and telling me she was all that, and didn't I want to put a ring on it, and...

Maybe this is why the MRA. Or some shit.

Glam, I have found applications let you pick locations, since opportunities have locations. I have 50% of random recruiters calling and asking me to move to Virginia when I said nothing about moving anywhere.

I would google IT recruiters in the region It's good to get one--they are your voice.

texted me angrily to insist the milkshake was still in the yard

It took me a minute to realize you didn't mean this literally.

I only learned this fall of the trick of adding username+whatever@gmail to spoof multiple accounts going to my gmail inbox (I had to create multiple accounts for a test system where the unique id was whatever is before the @ and I didn't want to create new email accounts.)

Heaven forfend the idiots use that.

Are the letters you see not just people typing the recipient email wrong?

I assume mine entered the wrong thing once and has used auto form-filling ever since.