Hey Sabrina. How's it going?
Things are ok right now; thanks for asking.
Work is going well, particularly since I've figured out that P., head of the lab, generally just doesn't want to see me. It's not that he doesn't appreciate the work I am doing or thinks I smell; he's just more concerned with doing Lab Stuff. I buy things so that scientists can do cool stuff. P. doesn't want to spend time talking about cost allocations. Whatever. As long as I have a job, get paid, and still get along with Nyx, who is actually my boss, outside of work.
Hey, remember that thing about reclaiming my goth again and being green about it? I'm doing it here: darklinks.ning.com/ The latest has photos through the ages...and there's one of me in Urban-Hippie dress (with my natural hair and almost no make-up). Oooo! You know you want to sign up and see it.
In other news, I think I am done with the Respiratory Illness Adventure Train. Rode that one for a month. Blew, blew big hairy goats real hard. It went: Cold, Viral Infection, Stung by a Bee, Viral Infection, Bronchitis. Lame.
This weekend I successfully diffused my first S.A.D. attack without snot, tears, or yelling. While chatting with Tim is really helpful, I'm not as sure that using Nietzsche and Weber as band-aids was the best idea. I'll find out in a little bit.
Today, some of my parts hurt from the weather changing.
I bought a reusable coffee filter today. Sweet!
Yeah. That's the excitement. Life doesn't suck as much when you don't loathe your daytime existence. And I have way more time to read.
The end.
Work is going well, particularly since I've figured out that P., head of the lab, generally just doesn't want to see me. It's not that he doesn't appreciate the work I am doing or thinks I smell; he's just more concerned with doing Lab Stuff. I buy things so that scientists can do cool stuff. P. doesn't want to spend time talking about cost allocations. Whatever. As long as I have a job, get paid, and still get along with Nyx, who is actually my boss, outside of work.
Hey, remember that thing about reclaiming my goth again and being green about it? I'm doing it here: darklinks.ning.com/ The latest has photos through the ages...and there's one of me in Urban-Hippie dress (with my natural hair and almost no make-up). Oooo! You know you want to sign up and see it.
In other news, I think I am done with the Respiratory Illness Adventure Train. Rode that one for a month. Blew, blew big hairy goats real hard. It went: Cold, Viral Infection, Stung by a Bee, Viral Infection, Bronchitis. Lame.
This weekend I successfully diffused my first S.A.D. attack without snot, tears, or yelling. While chatting with Tim is really helpful, I'm not as sure that using Nietzsche and Weber as band-aids was the best idea. I'll find out in a little bit.
Today, some of my parts hurt from the weather changing.
I bought a reusable coffee filter today. Sweet!
Yeah. That's the excitement. Life doesn't suck as much when you don't loathe your daytime existence. And I have way more time to read.
The end.