I was offered the position in the radiology department that I mentioned earlier in the week. I'm taking the weekend to make my decision, but I'd say I'm 80-95% certain I'm going to take it ( Read more... )

I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it. I got it.

OMFG, I GOT IT!

I wanna cry; I'm so fucking happy.

Nearly a 30% pay raise out of it.

OMFG.

And, as usual, it's all about money. ( feel free to skip the whining. I have PHEELS about money. )

I guess so! Lots to catch up on, well, not really. My life is spectacularly routine in most ways. So what has happened lately that hasn't been routine?

( OMG, this got way longer than I thought it would. That's what I get for not updating for a month. )

A month on the Lamictal and it's like someone put a new generator in me. I'm getting shit done and a lot of times it's not even stuff I'd planned on doing. Never should have gone off the stuff in the first place, but it was giving me headaches. That was, however, at a much higher dose than what I'm on now. My new shrink says we'll leave it at this ( Read more... )

Two weeks back on meds. I'm feeling pretty mellow, or, more to the point, sleepy. The Klonopin helps me sleep very well, but it also means by 8pm I'm ready to take my nightly dose and go to bed. That used to be my prime writing time and I'm having a hard time getting motivated to finish off my current story I'm working on. More about later, though ( Read more... )

I hadn't looked at my paycheck until today (we got paid yesterday), when I decided it was a good time to balance my checkbook.

The fuckers stiffed me for 11 hours of overtime pay. Oh, they've marked me down for 16.5 hours of comp time that I can take, but no money honey for the work I put in ( Read more... )

It was the first week of classes for the majority of the language classes I administer. Which meant fielding anywhere between 10-15 phone calls/e-mails a day of "where's this class being held" and "what textbooks are required" despite the fact they're posted right on our website. And you had to scroll past the links to them to find my phone number ( Read more... )

with the French professor, yesterday, to a little coffee shop a few blocks from work. She kept heaping praise on my head to the point I wanted to start shouting "Faker, faker, faker" at her. Whether that means I'm a faker or she's a faker, I don't know! She's a lovely woman, is happy as hell to have someone to shove the more onerous crap off on ( Read more... )

but I'm hanging in there the best I can. It's not so much that there's more to do than I can handle, it's just all new and I have no basis for comparison, yet, as to whether I'm doing enough or too little on a daily basis. I'm not sure when I'm having a sit down with the boss, again, to go over what I've been learning and how well it matches his ( Read more... )