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My pets and my flash drive. Maybe if disater strikes I can write about it and get something published. Beats the hell out of my current occupation.
Had my performance appraisal today. Apparently, our entire department sucks. I seem to have quality control problems, being in too  much of a hurry to finish studies since in the past we were told we were the bottleneck of the hospital and slowing everyone up. I've been given instructions that I will attend HR classes on interpersonal relationships and teach more. I will also be learning the program assistant's jobs. Actually, I'm hoping in the future that this may translate into getting off the floor and into an office instead, but what it really means is that I will be expected to do my works as well as her's when she isn't there. I don't mind helping her at all, I love our PA/secretary. But our being shorthanded and without pay raises for three plus years makes for a very frustrating and discouraging work environment. So, I will shut the fuck up,m do my job and learn what I can. And hopefully see the back of my piece of shit supervisor one day. Soon.

Yeah, gotta start querying my novel.

NOW.
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( Mar. 13th, 2010 02:28 pm)

I stole this from [livejournal.com profile] miafeliz  and [livejournal.com profile] schaden_freude 

You're on my Friends List. I want to know 35 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine ... You're on my list, so I want to know you better! Be honest!

Copy from here and then answer in a comment. Then re-post the empty questions on your LJ.

01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
02) What was your dream growing up?
03) What talent do you wish you had?
04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
05) Favorite vegetable?
06) What was the last book you read?
07) What zodiac sign are you?
08) Any tattoos and/or piercings? Explain where.
09) Worst habit?
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
11) What is your favorite sport?
12) Do you have a pessimistic or optimistic attitude?
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
16) Do you have any pets?
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
18) What was your first impression of me?
19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22) What eye colour do you have?
23) Ever been arrested?
24) Bottle or can pop/soda?
25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
26) What's your favorite place to hang out?
27) Do you believe in ghosts?
28) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
29) Do you swear a lot?
30) Biggest pet peeve?
31) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
32) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
33) Favorite and least favorite food?
34) Do you believe in God?
35) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?
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( Mar. 8th, 2010 07:08 pm)
You know me.Realcontent is light at best.So, continuing that tradition,please accept this clever music video as some semblance of an update.

A week off from work is a wonderful thing. A week off and going for a short visit to Savannah is wonderful!

My cousin lives there (well, on Tybee Island, actually) and she was able to get us comp tickets to many of the local museums. Being of limited finances, this was a boon and a blessing.

The first day, Sunday afternoon, we drove up. My cousin had us meet her at her office, which is smack dab in the middle of the Historic District. So, while we waited for her, we took pictures in and around Lafayette Square and went into the Cathedral of St John the Baptist briefly. (Our trolley driver a few days later said he'd had one of his passengers ask him where the "Catholic Baptist church was". He had to assume she meant that one.;-)

From her office we went to Bonaventure Cemetery. It was the one place I knew I really wanted to go while we were there. You know me and cemeteries, and from a photographic point of view, this place is like the Holy Grail. Fantastic old monuments, famous people, but no Bird Girl. She's long since been moved to the Telfair Museum. But I got some amazing imges with my little point and shoot. Okay, so I'm not a photography purist. I want an image that looks nice, I don't really care about how it gets there. Maybe someday I'll learn to take photographs properly... nah. I'm too impatient and lazy.

So, DH and I visited the Jepson Center. Now, I know my taste in art runs to more traditional stuff, but seriously, old decoupaged cigar boxes with found objects, such as dessicated dead frogs, is art? And there were hordes of these things in one gallery! 

But one display was really cool, called 'Counterillumination'. Upon entering the darkened gallery, motion sensors detected our prescence and the display 'woke up.' Yes folks, I'm not joking. The display was madu up of computer fans, LEDs, plastic bags, motion sensors, mini screens. Imagine curious deep sea creatures, made out of plastic water bottles and tiny motors all coming to life and performing for you. Very cool.

We also explored the Telfair Academy, which was more our taste in art, but the upper floor was closed, so we didn't get to see most of the art they had on display. I did get to see an enormous painting of 'The Black Prince at Crecy' I mean the canvas has to be fifteen feet tall and maybe twenty wide. No joke. Sweeping landscape, armored men and horses, what more can one ask for? The Telfair is where the Bird Girl is, though I did not get a good picture of her, too many people clustering around, plus the statue is located on a narrow third floor mezzanine. It might have been nice to know that half their collection was not available for viewing before we went it, but it was raining anyway...

On Tybee Island, where we were staying, it was wonderful. It was also the off-season, which suits me just fine. I don't go to the beach to marinate in oil and turn into a giant melanoma. And I would, no doubt, as fair skinned as I am. DH is just as sensitive to the sun and heat so winter is a perfect time to go. Plus, neither of us much likes crowds, so the off-season is where it's at!

So, directly across the street from where we were staying was this liffle hole-in-the-wall eatery called The Breakfast Club. Absolutely fantastic food. Nothing fancy, just good in every way. Seriously, if you're ever there, eat there. But they're only open between 7 AM and 1 PM, so you'll have to get up and get moving. It's worth it.

I could totally live in Savannah or Tybee. Mellow, laid-back, relaxed lifestyle. The only moment of strife I encountered while there was a guy across the street, near the Sorrell-Weed House, in front of a bank, yelling into his cell-phone, "Why do you have to be such a bitch?!!!" multiple times. He was easily heard by everyone the length of the block, both sides of the street. SOme mischief prompted me to record him on my camera but my husband reminded me that I only had the one set of batteries and we hadn't yet gotten on the trolley to see the highlights of Savannah. True. While it would have been great fun to post the video on YouTube and have the world laugh at this idiot, I would have been upset if I had gotten to Forsyth Park and hadn't been able to take pictures of the fountain.

So, come have a look at all the pics. Not only are they numerous, their educational as well! ;-)
So, I spent yesterday afternoon listening to cannons roar and getting a sunburn while black powder smoke infiltrated my hair and skin. I love it! Here is one of the best photos I took.


FIRE!

It's not easy getting a cannon shot. I tend to flinch.;-)
In a about a week and a half, I'll be off work for a week. There have been a lot of attendance policy changes at work, mostly stupid. I can't take two weeks off at a time any more. The story behind that is that we're shorthanded (we have been for at least two years, but not allowed to hire new, due to economic issues. Same reason we haven't had a raise in 3 years. Supposedly.) There are also times we can't take time off, like the first week that the juniors start back on clinical rotations. Some make sense, most don't. The short story is that I have to cram what I want to do into a week. And, ironically enough, I'm on call the first Saturday of my vacation. It's okay, though, DH is on call that day too.

So we're going to Savannah for a couple of days. I have family up there and, though I've been to Savannah many times, I've never done the touristy things, wandered the historic district, visited the squares and museums. I'll be recitfying that situation. Our anniversary is the day we drive up, so we can do something nice in a new place. My only real priority is a visit to Bonaventure Cemetery. This is where the Bird Girl, made famous by Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, was once located. (after she was stolen, she was moved to the Telfair Museum, another place I'd like to see.) There are tons of really cool old tombstones and monuments there, and you know what a freak I am for old headstones and sculpture.

Part of the motive for the visit, aside from seeing my cousin and playing in a cool city, is the get more depth for the scene in Old Dogs, where Valerie and Daniel visit for a day. Writing that scene made me want to visit the city so it's all good.

I'm excited. Now to see if I survive another week of Large Animal radiography. The pot-bellied pig skull series away was interesting. Pigs are merely potential barbecue as far as I am concerned.

*sigh*

In other news, my application status at UF has gone from 'received' to 'forwarded to your college for final decision.' Fingers crossed.


Old Dogs is done. All 91,000+ words. Two people are reviewing my first draft now and I'm anxiously awaiting their verdict. Until then, I'm not touching it, I'm ignoring the story completely until I get those reviews and start rewriting. I need another reader though. (Maria, are you listening? ;-) I've even toyed with drafting a query letter, though that scares me more than someone reading my entire story!

I've re-applied to UF, hoping to hear from them soon. I've paid TWO application fees, not paying it a third time. I'll find an online Englis degree somewhere. The UF website is so friggin' hard to negotiate I'm pretty convinced that finding the correct link to apply is part of the weeding-out process. I think if you can successfully apply to the University of Florida through their website, you should be accepted just because you were able to find the stinkin' form again.

I need to spend a day writing a to do list. There are so many things we need to do around this dump that it's getting out of hand. The car is still dead, the wiring along the one side of the house is still kaput, there is still no stucco on the shed in the backyard (that I didn't want in the first place) and no fresh panit on the house. And, no money to pay for all these projects anyway. Maybe I don't need to write that to do list after all...

In other, completely inane news, I found khaki pant on the Old Navy website for under ten buck a pair. I ordered eight pair. Let's hope they fit so I'll have some pants to wear to work. Of course, I would be nice if Old Navy had plus sizes in their store so a person could try them on before comitting to buying them. Old Navy doesn't think that women should have that option apparently. I wonder, do their men's clothes in the store only go up to certain sizes? Inquiring minds want to know.

Otherwise, today is pretty blah. It's drizzling and miserable out, the things I wanted to get done today/this weekend, like getting glasses for myself and DH didn't happen, or getting the heat in the Scion fixed (Yeah, I broke it, what else is new?)

I must remember the words of Scarlett, though.

Tomorrow is another day.


Last night was New Year's Eve, the cusp between 2009 and 2010. Obviously the neighbors behind us felt the occasion warranted a loud celebration, perhaps to ward off evil spirits, maybe because there were rivers of alcohol flowing through their yard. A karaoke machine was the centerpiece of this tribal ritual. I was treated to horrific rendtitions of Marvin Gaye'e Sexual Healing, the entire sountrack of Grease, and the little gem in the video below. They defied tradition, continuing to play even after this song ended. ANd Lynryd Skynyrd fan worth their salt knows that Freebird is the last song they play. I only wish I'd had a lighter to hold up in the dark backyard.

The serenade went on for hours, culminating in the neighbors firing off massive quantities of illegal fireworks directly over my house (I can throw rocks from my yard and hit the dwelling of ALL my next-door neighbors). Except for the threat of fire, it was pretty funny.

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( Dec. 31st, 2009 09:42 pm)
Obviously I have nothing better to do than post here. Burn Notice marathon is on, the neighbors behind us have a karaoke machine and starting drinking WAY too early. My prediction for the New Year is that they'll probably all be snoring by midnight.

2009 saw some bad things and good things. Friends have had it far worse than me. I wish for them a wonderful 2010. For myself, I want to keep on climbing. And maybe to stay awake until midnight.

And something to get the sounds of Open Arms being massacred out of my brain.
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If I manage to stay awake until the ball drops, it's a big deal. DH and I share a kiss, then it's usually off to sleep. I've been out on NYE before... never again.
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( Dec. 22nd, 2009 06:48 am)
To help Connie, please donate follow this link to [livejournal.com profile] lunaris1013 's journal entry about the fire. I spent many an hour talking to Connie and Cathy online in the old ATH days. We finally met face to face for the wonderful trip to Scotland back in '98. As part of the American contingent, we followed up the con with a motor coach trip across the Highlands, with [livejournal.com profile] wolfette  acting as our tour guide. It was an experience that I will treasure as long as I live, as I do the friendships I made during that fandom. I remember waiting in the airport to go home. All passengers of international flights were questioned before boarding about their whereabouts during their visit, how well had their bags been watched, etc. I had just finished my interview and they were right behind me in line. The gentleman asking the questions took one look at them and said "I've dealt with twins before. I'm going to ask you "(nodding toward Connie)" a question, and you're going to answer, then I'm going to ask  you" (indicating Cathy) "a question, and you're going to answer. Do we understand one another?" In stereo, they replied "Sure!" The man just shook his head and got on with it.
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The smell of fresh cut grass in the summer, the smell of clean kitty fur, said cat purring, quiet time spent writing and coming up with a great scene or charatcer, quiet companionship with friends and family, the usual...
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::rant ON::
If the prospects for finding a new job with comparable pay weren't so poor, I'd be considering the very thing right now. Fuck benefits and health coverage, who needs retirement if I don't fucking survive to see the end of the year from the physical exertion and stress?
::rant OFF::
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( Nov. 30th, 2009 07:26 pm)


And, I'm spent...
Doing the happy dance, because not only did I finish, but I'm pretty sure, with a LOT of work, I have a novel that I can be proud of and maybe have a stab at publishing someday.
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( Nov. 29th, 2009 10:11 am)
deforest kelley and leonard nimoy
see more Lol Celebs
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( Nov. 3rd, 2009 12:53 pm)




Still rattling away. Under the banner of research, Molly now has a collection of bartender t-shirts. My favorite slogan so far is “I can do it a number of ways; straight up, on the rocks, or, if you’re flexible, with a twist.”
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