Peach Iced Tea and Job Huntin’… The MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I should have done this back in December before I lost my “dependent” status insurance. I’m going to wait it out a couple of months then look for individual healthcare when I move, as, well, I have enough places/accounts where I have to change my address when I move. I don’t need to add another with such short notice.

This morning has been uneventful so far. Said “hi” to the dog that wanders around the company, read a lot of health related news stories, did some data entry. Going out to lunch with “the guys”; mmmm, Thai food. At least today my internal clock and calendar are on track. I am fully aware that it is Thursday here and that it is not going to be afternoon for a little over an hour.

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That shot was not up to even my low standards.

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Hey! spats isn’t the only punster around here ya know. :wink:

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Oy. What a week. I’m three pages behind, and I can’t hope to catch up. Please forgive me, and accept all hugs, condolences, feel-betters, and assorted yays where needed.

On Monday, Roomie went for her root canal. And things just went downhill from there. We figure in the last three days, the dog has done about $300 worth of damage to our belongings–mostly because he got into the DVDs while we were out and last night he chewed Roomie’s glasses all to pieces. And yes … we bought a crate. He even seems to like it. Stupid dog.

I’ve had three interviews in the last two days. Yesterday’s first interview was set up by a staffing service–and apparently the company doesn’t even have an open position. I don’t even know why the hell I was there, but at least it was short. The second interview was at a temp agency that just would NOT stop calling me, so I went in. I was promised it would take fifteen minutes. Two hours later, I came home to the DVD devastation.

Roomie’s been on disability for the last month and a half because of her sinus infection–only disability has forgotten to actually pay her, so we’ll be existing on Ramen until that comes through. It’s been a really rough week … but today’s interview was promising, and I’m hoping to be employed by next week.

But for now, we’re going to sell back some DVDs and maybe get some cookies, because we deserve them, dammit.

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Awesome news for your brother gt, nothing like a good boost in business (not to mention ego) to brighten your day.

Good luck on that interview swampy.

I did this last year right before I switched from my parents insurance to my own (theirs is a mite bit better than mine).

I am very angry at Michigan right now. Last week was beautiful. I came to work several days in a row without a coat! It was the first time I had done that since last October, it was amazing. This morning I woke up and had to scrape 2 in. of snow and ice off of my car and proceed to drive to work in flurries. Doesn’t Michigan know that it is April?

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Morning, all. I’m all slept in to catch up from yesterday’s decided lack thereof, caffeinated, and am trying to actually get some, y’know, work done. Since I got a bunch that’s due tomorrow by 2 pm, I can actually make myself sit here and work for a change. Plus – everyone sitting down for this? – my knee actually doesn’t hurt this morning! First time in many, many, many moons I can say that. Here’s hoping it keeps up!

Squeeeeeee! Kitties! Kittieskittieskitties! And cute little tortoiseshell kitties like my Emily! Hercules/Xena looks teeeensy mixed in with the others, but clearly he’s decided he’s going to be a success story. I just hope whoever adopts him appreciates his total awesomeness!

Good luck to everybody who’s job-hunting.

Bummer on spring vanishing, Mork. It’s just cold here, with freeze warnings, but at least our flowers are still flowering. Shivering, but flowering. Hopefully this is winter’s last gasp. I’m ready for warm to come and stay for a while.

Okay, back to the salt mines. So I can be a good girl and make money and everything.

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I’m done! I finished on Jan 30, and returned to work three weeks later. I feel much better, now. All kinds of energy.

Unfortunately, the treatment did not clear the virus. So eventually it will cause my liver to fail. “Eventually” could be many, many years down the road. My liver is only very slightly damaged, so I wanted to try the treatment now, before much damage had been done. And being on the treatment, however hard it was on the rest of my body, let my liver rest and regenerate for 11 months. The liver can regenerate itself! Isn’t that cool? So I’m not supposed to drink alcohol, because it just makes things speed up. I still do a little, but not to excess. A girl’s gotta have a bit of fun now and then, ya know?

Thanks for asking!

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C-c-cold–I mean, good morning, Dopers. It’s a balmy 26/-3 degrees here, on this 5th day of April, with light breezes gusting up to 30 mph… Makes for great walking-to-class weather, let me tell ya!

Squeeeee! Bobbio, the Pasta kids and Hercules are adorable! :smiley:

Tel, if you’ve been waiting 50 years for your mom to mature, unless something drastic happens, methinks she’s probably rather stuck in her ways by now. Goodness knows my grandparents are like that, despite their children’s efforts to change them. Or perhaps because of that. :rolleyes:

Hope things turn around for you, Drae. What a lot of pointlessness to deal with. Good luck on your final interview! (And on yours too, swampy!)

Last night, I had the privilege of attending a great political abortion debate: Scott Klusendorf, president of the Life Training Institute, arguing for Pro-Life, versus Nadine Strossen, president of the American Civil Liberties Union, arguing for Pro-Choice. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so intense; they were both so sharp and relentless in their analysis of each other that at some points the entire room was leaning forward in their seats, waiting to hear what they’d say next. I’m so glad I was able to attend, especially because I’ve always been rather shady when it comes to the abortion issue, not feeling I had enough information to take a strong stance. My position hasn’t changed since the debate, but both sides had excellent ideas and information to back their points up (obviously, since they spend a good portion of their lives doing this), while both would also dodge certain points and sometimes even not answer particular questions (and I’m proud of myself for being able to recognize that!). The best part, though, was probably the fact that I went with two of my friends, one is Pro-Life, the other Pro-Choice; and when the debate was over, we were able to discuss what happened, the points brought up, inconsistencies and everything, and not encroach on each other’s beliefs one bit. It’s refreshing to be involved with people diplomatic enough to respect each other’s opinions like that. :slight_smile:

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“Today must be Thursday. I never could quite get the hang of Thursdays.” -Arthur Dent

I have spent today idly tinkering with my Stat Mech assignment. It’s not difficult, I’m just not motivated. :o Gonna have to step it up though, or else … well, you know. I am currently waiting for a student to come in so I can help with some conceptual questions. Then I will do more work and run another lab tonight. My life is absolutely thrilling.

BioTigs, great news on the knee! Hope it continues to get better. And I have a bucket of magical job-hunting good luck pixie dust for drae and the swampster. Go get 'em!

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I have only one complaint today: I have a headache that will not go away. It’s not a bad headache, just a minor annoyance; but none of my regular headache treatments, i.e. caffeine, food, and/or ibuprofen, has worked. It just hovers there on the edge of my awareness, making me want to clench my jaw, which of course just makes it worse. Why is there such a thing as a headache? Or the common cold, for that matter? I have several friends – fortunately, on the other coast, not near me so they can give it to me unless they can send it through the CD drive – who have the Death Cold from Hell, and their suffering is painful even to read about.

Hopefully tomorrow in physical therapy they’ll discharge me early, so I can go back to having a regular life. And oh dear, I just realized that I’ve got this rush work due by 2 pm tomorrow, with therapy scheduled from 9:30-11:30 – ah-oo-ga! Conflict! Conflict! Conflict! Looks like it’s time to call and beg out of therapy. They just love me already; I miss it once or twice a week and still do better than everybody else. Oh well, gotta make some money, after a month of making barely even one red cent!

My mom, at least, is finally doing well enough that she’s going to be able to go home on schedule. They were talking about sending her home today or tomorrow, but my sister and I had a FIT and insisted she wait till Saturday as scheduled, and then she can have someone come stay with her overnight till Lapin Blanc arrives midday Sunday to take over. As I pointed out to her, just because she can stay home alone at first doesn’t mean she should – she might as well enjoy taking advantage of people ready and willing to wait on her hand and foot cause it ain’t gonna last! And that’s the truth – Lapin Blanc fusses at me now almost as much as I used to fuss at her when I was a kid. I’m a bad person, don’tcha know, for putting my dirty dishes in the sink and not straight into the dishwasher! Bad Mama! I hear the echo of my own voice in her words. :smiley: :smiley:

Today is my Aunt Betty’s funeral. I can hardly wait to hear from my sister just how crazy it ends up being! And lest you doubt me, check out this entry in the sportswriter’s blog!

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Boo!

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I don’t get the (original) pun. I’m stoopit.

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Almost Friday - yay.

I had my midterm assessment talk with my boss today and he apparently thinks I walk on water without getting my shoes wet. Which sets the bar high for this next assignment. Oh well, it’ll keep me honest.

**FCD ** is taking tomorrow off, and I may come home early myself, depending upon what’s going on at work. I’ve got a meeting from 9-10, but an open calendar after that. We shall see…

For the record, this return of winter is not satisfactory. Not only can I not leave my windows open, the doggone furnace is coming on again! DRAT!! Then again, if that’s the worst I’ve got to deal with, I’m doing OK, I guess.

Although I’m sitting on the fringe of the New Knee club. Right now, it’s just occasional achiness, which would probably subside if I shed some tonnage, but maybe not. My grandmother had both knees replaced - is that sort of thing genetic?

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I don’t know, FCM, but I do know that my grandmother had problems with her knees, as does my mother (obviously), as do I, and as does Lapin Blanc. Same with hands – there’s lots of osteoarthritis in the hands in our family. My mother had one wonderful very elderly cousin who I remember visiting when her thumbs were so sore she could hardly use her hands, and I promised myself I would never let myself get to that point, which is why I’ve already had one thumb joint replacement. So if your family has osteoarthritis, you can definitely blame your ancestors. Hey, it’s better than admitting we need to shed tonnage, right? :smiley:

Stoopid Isaac the yellow lab is trying to guilt me into taking him outside to play. It’s too darned cold out to sit there and throw his cold, hard, rubber toy. So I’m hoping Papa Tigs gets home timely so he can do it. It’s his turn, right?

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Possessive as in a kid not sharing his toys, and possessive as in a spirit tending to possess an object or a person.

And VBob, it’s not like I can hire a ghost writer for these puns.

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I have fish in the oven, then I am heading out to Mass tonight. I vacuumed in the Christmas tree and cat tree corner(it’s been four years). I also put up some ornament that the cat knocked off.

Mamatigs, I hope bad knees aren’t genetic. Mom and Grandma both had new knees, and Dad’s sister’s knees are giving out. Mine hurt some days, too.

Rebo, i hope the liver holds for a while.

meli, ali, cold in Michigan? No way! That’s why half of both sides of my family have moved far south.

Drae, that’s a beagle for you. Cages and toys are good for saving your stuff.

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That’s the spirit…

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You two need to get out and get more exorcise.

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Gah. Got a call from #1 son’s Honors Geometry teacher. He is failing. He has been struggling for awhile, but this is bad. We have taken steps to remedy the problem, I am just freaking out about this a bit over here. He scores in the 99% for math. And yet this. He hates Geometry (and who can blame him-I still have flashbacks, oh wait-that’s Trig). I am just :frowning: for him. We’ll get through this. Luckily, he has NO interest in engineering, or teaching math, so soon, it won’t matter bit.

Ya know, sometimes I think it’d be nice to go back and relive some of my life, and then something like this comes along and I realize how nice it is to be an adult and never, ever have to take a Geometry test again. There are compensations for the cellulite and the varicose veins…

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I have so much to say, but most of it can be summed up in a reiteration of what **Spats ** quoted upthread: “Today must be Thursday. I never could quite get the hang of Thursdays.” -Arthur Dent

One of my best work friend’s mother passed this morning, just as friend was getting back from visiting her (she was hospitalized, but seemed to be getting better) for 10 days out west. We were very sad for her all day and had to make sure that her stuff was covered for the next 10 days or so and that we started to notify people, organize cards, etc. :frowning:

Thanks for the grats to my little brother. I am relieved he got press for a good thing. Of course, the last time he might have been in the running for a bad headline was maybe 30 years ago or so. I’m pretty sure. :smiley:

Well, I’m off to church - back later to comment properly on everything.

GT

P.S. It’s not just Michigan, Al, it’s EVERYWHERE! We’ve had flurries all day, although it didn’t stick.