'Safe'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Pap smear days are definitely treat-yourself days, Suzi.
Still no shelving, and I have to leave for rehearsal in 30 minutes. Argh. What a fucking waste of an afternoon, especially since I'll have to do it AGAIN when they do finally get around to delivering the stuff. WTF.
And no call or anything, 'Suela? That's so wrong.
Ordered in Mongolian Beef and Sesame Shrimp for dinner. NOM!!!
Oooh, that sounds good.
All right, so I've been putting off reading my performance review feedback. I'm going in. Once I'm done, there will be Brooklyn Nine-Nine and beer.
And no call or anything, 'Suela? That's so wrong.
Nope.
Rehearsal was kind of traumatic tonight: we were on the risers, and practicing entrances, and people kept moving around! Argh. And now somehow I'm in the rear, next to the sopranos and right in front of the basses. Which is just... non-optimal.
Also, good luck, shrift! You can do it!
I did it. Feedback wasn't bad overall. One specific comment was harsh, but if that's how people feel, I need to address it regardless of whether it was intentional. (It was not because I am not a monster.)
I am just going to remind myself that negative emotions are okay. I haven't been in this job for a year. I can move on to something else. It's fine. I can deal with this.
Did the shelves ever arrive, 'suela?
Crap, forgot I was supposed to be fasting before my doctor's appt today. I've had about a third of a can of Coke Zero. Hopefully that won't be too big a deal.