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Whooo, the excitement
Sep. 4th, 2007 08:19 pmDay One of Fellowship. (I'm a Fellowship of One.)
There are many unkind things I could say about my office, but I will limit myself to the obvious, true, remark that is not unkind: someone went to bat to get me this, my own office, and I deeply appreciate not being in a cubicle. But I still miss my office at McGregor & Associates.
In the plus column, we may have a really good contact at the state level for project(s) for me to work on, for the substantive-projects portion of the fellowship.
Now, the Night Before Day One of Fellowship fucking sucked. I didn't stay up too late thanks to the insomnia, which was a relief. Number One Cat curled up next to me and petted me to sleep, or held my hand, or whatever. But, I woke up an hour later thanks to the night terrors, with something like some kind of sea plant/coral/animal/whatever along the lines of a clump of tubes, hovering in mid-air and growing down towards my face. And it was green with blue sparkles. That was almost as creepy as the blue floating baby one I had a few years ago. Hella fun. And then? MASSIVE CHARLEYHORSE IN RIGHT CALF. HOLY FUCK. I thought my calf muscle was going to clench so tight it would fall into itself and create a black hole, or, at least, a neutron star.
My leg still hurts.
Oddly, when I woke up for all that, Number Two Cat was curled up in same spot Number One Cat had been in when I went to sleep. I'm not sure which one was there when I finally woke in the morning.
Oh, and I got spammed today by "Get Good Grades Now", here. Tutors get paid $50/hr. So, if you're looking for dough, and don't mind tutoring, this seems like a useful gig.
There are many unkind things I could say about my office, but I will limit myself to the obvious, true, remark that is not unkind: someone went to bat to get me this, my own office, and I deeply appreciate not being in a cubicle. But I still miss my office at McGregor & Associates.
In the plus column, we may have a really good contact at the state level for project(s) for me to work on, for the substantive-projects portion of the fellowship.
Now, the Night Before Day One of Fellowship fucking sucked. I didn't stay up too late thanks to the insomnia, which was a relief. Number One Cat curled up next to me and petted me to sleep, or held my hand, or whatever. But, I woke up an hour later thanks to the night terrors, with something like some kind of sea plant/coral/animal/whatever along the lines of a clump of tubes, hovering in mid-air and growing down towards my face. And it was green with blue sparkles. That was almost as creepy as the blue floating baby one I had a few years ago. Hella fun. And then? MASSIVE CHARLEYHORSE IN RIGHT CALF. HOLY FUCK. I thought my calf muscle was going to clench so tight it would fall into itself and create a black hole, or, at least, a neutron star.
My leg still hurts.
Oddly, when I woke up for all that, Number Two Cat was curled up in same spot Number One Cat had been in when I went to sleep. I'm not sure which one was there when I finally woke in the morning.
Oh, and I got spammed today by "Get Good Grades Now", here. Tutors get paid $50/hr. So, if you're looking for dough, and don't mind tutoring, this seems like a useful gig.