Guess what

Monday, 28 January 2019 09:23 pm
apollymi: Sleepy orange kitten, text reads "Not awake not not not not not" (Kitten: Not awake)
Finally, some damn happy news: due to a prediction of a "wintry mix", GSU is going to be closed tomorrow. Cue the happy dance and singing and pretty much every other expression of joy you can think of. I even ended up singing at work. Granted, I ended up singing "Today 4 You" over and over again because it's been stuck in my head, but still...

So I get to sleep in a bit tomorrow, and it will be glorious. Even better, [personal profile] katsuko and I finally have an entire day off together. And what are we doing? Sleeping in. Probably watching YouTube. Hopefully writing. Cuddling kitties. Maybe tracking down our copies of Leverage.

And possibly going out on the back porch to do a rain dance, in the hopes we'll have too much ice tomorrow night for work on Wednesday as well. Hey, a girl can hope, right? Hope and dream and really not want to go back to work again.

And I guess I'll give this sleep thing a try again. We'll see if anything comes of it.

Something here

Sunday, 27 January 2019 11:23 pm
apollymi: Split icon, 1st close-up of Ripley's smug face, 2nd close-up of Hicks' grinning face, text reads "Where do you want it" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Where do you want)
I am watching the weather like a hawk. (No Atlanta Hawks puns intended here. I tend to forget that team exists anyway.) It's calling for a wintry mix, which classically means that GSU will close with "an abundance of caution" or some other way of saying this is the South and we don't know what to do with snow, ice, or sleet.

So continuing the stomach weirdness, [personal profile] katsuko and I took Anastasia out for dinner last night to a Mexican restaurant we go to frequently. I carefully avoided anything with tomatoes or peppers in it, just to be on the safe side, and I even ate extra slow so that nothing would get stuck. In fact, I just got nachos, splitting an appetizer of them with [personal profile] katsuko and Anastasia, and then getting a plate of them for my dinner. Both the appetizer and the plate had cheese and refried beans, and the plate added on guacamole. It should have been safe, because these are all ingredients I've had at this same restaurant before. And yet, I spent most of the night dealing with the... explosive evacuation of the contents of my bowels, which usually means that something I ate a few hours before then was a very, very bad idea.

I don't know here. It's a single location place, though I would hesitate to call it a "small" restaurant. I can't vouch for the authenticity of their recipes. I know I always order from the "Vegetarian" section of the menu... But I also know that authentic refried beans are made with lard. I usually don't eat their rice, because I know a lot of authentic Mexican rice may be cooked with chicken broth.

I feel like the food I can eat is slowly being whittled away. Pretty soon, I'm going to be down to cheese balls, oyster crackers, and pudding, with the occasional side of potatoes and tofu.

And the damnedable thing is, I'm hungry. I'm so damn hungry. I feel so sick so much of the time. I have food evacuating my body at top speed, and yet I'm hungry.

Happy Saturday

Saturday, 26 January 2019 07:33 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley back, text reads "Together" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Together)
Today was Anastasia's birthday. Her boyfriend/baby daddy bailed on her, so we went out to eat with her, because if anyone knows what it's like trying to have a birthday in a place where you don't actually know that many people, it's [personal profile] katsuko and me. And we're not even having to try to have a birthday with an 11 month old in the house... even if Ivan is a cute little bugger. Honestly, I'll be glad when she moves to this side of town, so that we can visit more easily and so that she's in a safer area than down around the airport.

I can't tell yet if Luci's diffuser is working, but either way, I think I'm going to order a second one for back the hall, so that the whole house is covered. I also got in the first month of their flea medication today... and that was a treat and a half, trying to put that on the two of them. The neat thing was, the medication came with some freeze-dried shrimp/prawn treats. Boo devoured them after some brief initial hesitation. Luci was very concerned at first, but then she ended up licking up the crumbs from the floor so well that there was a wet spot.

Most of my writing today came from finishing a section I fell asleep while writing yesterday and some editing. So not great, but better than nothing.

Finally

Friday, 25 January 2019 10:21 pm
apollymi: Grover sitting on a cow, text reads "I'm on a cow" (SS**Grover: I'm on a cow)
Well, I made it through Friday. There was some concern about that at a few points during the week, but I've made it somehow.

I did the interview for Alpharetta today. I'm not exactly holding my breath. There were a lot of mixed signals. One person on the phone interview was very encouraging, but Chris very much kept it at the "if" level.

I also applied for a job at Emory, in the Special Collections library, as an Operational Manager. Yes, I am trying to get to working closer to home (and my doctors), but I'll take a library job over any of that, especial a Special Collections job.

And now I guess I need to give up and try to sleep. I've been working on this one entry since 10:00, and it's now nearly 4:00. I might be slightly worthless for thinking right now.

Surviving

Thursday, 24 January 2019 10:48 pm
apollymi: Vachon leaning close over Nick's shoulder, no text (FK**Nick/Vachon: Heartbreakers)
I'm making it day by day. Well, today I was making it minute by minute. I'm just so exhausted, both mentally and physically, and nothing with work is helping.

I might as well write off the phone interview tomorrow. I don't see it coming around to much of anything at this point. Even with getting my side of everything in with LaTrease, who promised to pass it along to Chris, I don't foresee it making a damn bit of difference. A job at the Alpharetta campus would make my life so much easier... so of course it's never going to happen.

I didn't even manage to write anything, because fuck having any kind of attention span at all today. So, needless to say, my word count fucking sucks today.

I'm just going to go to bed, hope tomorrow doesn't suck out loud, and then come home for the weekend and quietly die.

So close to done

Wednesday, 23 January 2019 11:57 pm
apollymi: Hatter with a cuppa, text reads "Tea?" (Alice**Hatter: Tea?)
I feel like I'm so close done with this damn place. I feel like if I get in trouble for one more thing that Glynda gets away with, then I'm going to scream. Hell, I spent most of the drive home today thinking about how easy it would be to just run my car into a concrete pillar. If I had a gun in my house, that would have been the end of it. I even gave some thought to the bottles of pain killers I have left mixed with my Flexeril; if it's good enough for my father to try, it's good enough for me to try. At least my uncle had a rope and a garage handy; I don't have either of those options.

If I'm getting in trouble for spending five minutes trying to coordinate a ride to a doctor's appointment via my smartwatch, then I want Glynda getting in trouble for spending hours shopping on Amazon and JCPenney and QVC and whatever else site she's in love with this week. If I'm getting in trouble for that, I want her in trouble for all the days I end up taking care of patrons entirely while she sits playing around on the computer and not even looking up unless I say her damn name.

And of course this comes two days before my phone interview... with the same director who just got news of this. Of course it does. Why not.

Seriously, fuck my life.

Collapse

Tuesday, 22 January 2019 09:08 pm
apollymi: Grumpy kitten, text translates to "the Kitten of Death has you in sight" (Kitten: K├Ątzchen des Todes)
Seriously, I could drop flat on my face and never move again. I'm tired. I hurt. I'm emotionally exhausted. I got paid on Friday, and I'm already broke, because damn it, bills are just about all we can afford to pay.

On the upshot, I do have a phone interview on Friday. Amusingly, I know two out of the three people I'll be phone interviewing with. Hell, two of them are in the same department as me, and one is the head of GSU Testing. The only one I don't know is the head of testing at GSU Alpharetta. I've been trying not to get my hopes up, but I applied for a job with GSU Testing Alpharetta. It would save me a huge amount of time, gas money, and wear and tear on the car if I'm driving 15 minutes to work instead of an hour and a half, you know?

I'm so sick and damn tired of people belittling the amount of pain I feel. I have Glynda, who complains every day about how sick she feels or how exhausted she feels or how her "bad shoulder" hurts. If my back or one of my legs decides to give out every so often, though, it's always "You're too young for that kind of pain" or "Well, you have an old mattress, so that's why you hurt". Bitch, no. The point is that no one knows why I hurt all the time. The point is that there are days I legitimately am only able to come to work because it's next to impossible to get time off. Like, I have 28 hours of vacation time, but over 80 of sick time.

And that's another rant that makes me miss Florida: we have to take the time the university is closed as off. There is no way to work during that time. However, we have two choices: we can either not be paid for that time or we can use our own vacation time for it. And I'm over here screaming, "What the fucking fuck?! Florida is supposed to be the broke state so far as how it pays its state workers, but it at least knows that, if you require a person to not be at work, don't make them pay for it! And yet, everyone here goes on like it's a great thing, because apparently, there used to be no choice: you just weren't paid for the time the universities were closed unless it was an actual holiday.

And then there's the whole thing where I regularly end up working a few more minutes over 40 hours on a regular basis nearly every week. If this time doesn't "mysteriously" get erased from the system, I don't get overtime for it. I don't even get comp time for it. If I don't somehow "lose" this time, I end up getting regular pay for it. And it doesn't stretch too far in Atlanta, even the suburbs.

Honestly, it's to the point where I'm thinking about taking another part-time job. I'm not sure where I would find the time -- or, more importantly, the energy -- for it, but there needs to be more steady money coming into this household. We can't count on [personal profile] katsuko's money being the same week to week, and all my insurance bills went up at the beginning of the year. I did get a 1% pay hike, but it was not enough to offset the insurance increase.

And that's my daily whinge. Goodnight.

Noooooo

Monday, 21 January 2019 11:08 pm
apollymi: Chapter 301 of manga, redeeming power of love, text reads "Even Kyo and Yuya get shojo sparkles" (SDK**Kyo/Yuya: Shojo sparkles?)
Nooooo, I don't want to go back to work tomorrow. I quite enjoyed my long weekend, even if it felt incredibly short at times. I know a lot of that was thanks to my sleep issues, but what can you do when they strike, unfortunately.

I did manage to get that handwritten bit typed up finally. It only took me three or four days. Whoops. But it's done now. I'm not going to feel guilty about how long it took me to do.

I finally got that diffuser purchased and going for Luci. I'm hopeful it will help with whatever is causing her over-grooming issues. To further move things along, I have also purchased flea medication for her and Boo. Strike on all fronts, is what I'm saying.

And now, bed, because unfortunately, it has yet to snow, so I seriously doubt we'll get to sag out of work tomorrow.

Exhaustion

Sunday, 20 January 2019 11:58 pm
apollymi: Bakura and Kaiba fanart, pastel colors, text reads "Jealous yet?" (YGO**Bakura/Kaiba: Jealous yet?)
I feel like I could just keel over from exhaustion right here and now. I did manage to sleep last night, at least for a few hours, but it certainly wasn't enough. Even grabbing a catnap during the day didn't really seem to help much. In fact, it really just rather leaves me feeling like I've wasted part of my weekend, not a feeling I particularly cherish.

In a bout of ongoing weirdness, yoghurt continues to sit quite fine on my stomach, while milk itself is a terrible, terrible idea. Cheese and butter are likewise okay. Potatoes are hit and miss, as are quinoa and couscous: I seem to do okay on them when I'm at home, but if I try to eat them at work, it gets bad. I just don't know.

So tired

Saturday, 19 January 2019 11:12 pm
apollymi: Zack looking confused, text reads "WTF?" (FF7**Zack: WTF?)
I'm in that nebulous point where I'm bloody exhausted and so far beyond tired... but I'm not sleepy. Not really anyway. And even though I'm this level of tired, my brain just doesn't want to shut off. Granted, all it's doing is spinning its wheels with loads of useless trivia facts and "shouldn't I check Facebook/Twitter/Tumblr/Instagram again" and so forth. I'm not going to entirely blame it on having caffeine so late at night... nor on how late we had dinner either.

I am happy to note that my usual Taco Bell fare didn't do anything untoward to my stomach, though. Pizza with red sauce was a bad thing, though.

I think tomorrow I'm going to try to make myself get some of all this handwritten stuff dealt with, so I can declutter a little bit.

Finally!!!

Friday, 18 January 2019 11:14 pm
apollymi: Newt, Hicks, & Ripley checking blueprints, text reads "Family" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley+Newt: Family 2)
Gods, it felt like it took thirty-three years for today to get here. And yeah, I know a lot of that is all down to knowing that this long weekend was coming up and being super ready for it, but still...! I'm sick and tired of being at work, for all that I've barely been back two weeks. I burned my fingers unplugging Glynda's shitty heater yesterday, and all she had to say today was "Well, I unplugged it when I left, so blame someone else".

It's almost upgrade time again on my phone, and I'm trying to decide if I'm going to stay on an iPhone (and go up to an XS) or if I'm going to give Android another try. Honestly, mostly what I'm looking at is battery life and UI. It's been nearly 10 years since my last Android phone, and while I do have an Android tablet, I don't find the UI on it to be very intuitive. (I also know I don't use it a lot and therefore don't have a lot of practice with it.) But there's also the fact that Android phones are reputed to have much, much better battery life than any of the recent iPhones. (Though to be fair, my iPhone 6S+ had a much better battery life than my 8+, by leaps and bounds.)

I've been debating on all of this for a couple of months now. Given that I use a MacBook Pro as my main computer (actually named Gabriel, but affectionately called "the boy"), sticking with iPhones might be the better way to go, I'm guessing that's going to be the better way to go, yeah?

Something

Thursday, 17 January 2019 11:25 pm
apollymi: Split icon, top close-up of Ripley's face in color, bottom close-up of Hicks' face in b&w, no text (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Stares)
This is just going to be an incredibly short post, mostly because I'm about to go the hell to sleep sitting up at this rate, which is probably not a great thing. I'm not even sure if I'm making sense at this point. I'm tired. My head hurts. I'm cold.

We're pretty much at the end of the food that I've been readily able to eat... and yet now ramen noodles are causing me stomach issues. Let that digest. Ramen noodles. The same thing I've eaten pretty much my whole life, especially when I'm broke af... like right before payday. FML.

Wednesday

Wednesday, 16 January 2019 11:36 pm
apollymi: Blank background, text reads "Sometimes you just have to say Screw Canon" (Text: Sometimes screw canon)
I am so incredibly done with this week. And the worst thing is, it's only halfway to done! I'm about ready to throw in the towel... and I promise it's not just because I have a long weekend coming up. I just really, really am sick of Glynda's attitude, Richard's complaining, Chris' hovering, and testers' not listening to instructions. Yesterday, we had to send the same two people back to put away unacceptable materials (notes, watches, jewelry, etc) three times each.

At that point, I'm starting to wonder if you're trolling me.

Definitely brr

Tuesday, 15 January 2019 11:34 pm
apollymi: Stitch in a cape and hood, no text (L&S**Stitch: The... fuzzy blue alien kni)
Yesterday was cold as balls, but waiting at the train station today made it feel twice as cold. Damn traffic for being such a bitch anyway. I swear it gets worse by the day here. I do know that the commute to work is slowly taking longer and longer the more time I'm at Georgia State. I do not approve.

It's stupid late, but I'm gonna try to get some of this handwritten stuff typed up before I go crash in my bed. Good night, all.

Brrr

Monday, 14 January 2019 11:42 pm
apollymi: Steve and Tony looking off to the left of the icon, no text (keywords reference the obvious slash of comic!verse) (Aveng**Steve/Tony: KirkSpock of Marvel)
The weather here seriously cannot make up its mind. Last week, it was in the 50s and 60s. Now it's down in the 30s and 40s. This is why everybody is always so sick around here... which is in turn supposedly why Glynda and Richard are so very crabby lately. Which, personally speaking, I don't really buy it. They're both bitchy enough on their own without needing to add sickness onto it.

I have handwritten stuff on both the canon era femme Faraday part of Shelter as well as the modern Trinity AU... but I haven't gotten either of them typed up. I'll be disappointed in myself another day, but not today.

Seriously, this is so annoying: I need to catch one more Eevee on Pokemon Go (or get 4 more special candy somewhere), so that I can evolve one of them into an Umbreon for a task in game... and I cannot find one. If I can find 2 more steel-type Pokemon to finish this other quest, I'll be able to get enough special candy to evolve and finish this task.

Sunday

Sunday, 13 January 2019 10:40 pm
apollymi: Carl holding bottle of holy water, text from Monty Python & the Holy Grail (VH**Carl: Holy hand grenade)
Damn, the weekend is over again already. I'm sadly very disappointed by this. I seriously hope that Glynda's gotten her panties out of a twist by now. It's been an entire weekend. Surely that's long enough, right?

In other news, Anastasia sent me links to two apartments to look at in Marietta for me and [personal profile] katsuko to look at. Now, granted, I'm not the biggest fan of Marietta myself, but this is probably "Marietta" the same way that Sandy Springs is "Atlanta": in name only. It's closer to Smyrna and Vinings than Marietta, it looks like online. I really like the look of one of them, given that it's gated-access and pretty decent price-wise. I don't know how soon we actually are thinking about packing up and moving, but it's a thought, anyway.

Anybody want to come help us move house?

Saturday

Saturday, 12 January 2019 09:48 pm
apollymi: Usagi holding Luna, Artemis, and Diana, no text (BSSM**Usagi: Kitties!)
Well, I finally got tired of using numbers for subject lines and went back to something a little more boring.

Today was a nice and boring kind of day. I texted with Mum, I hung out with [personal profile] katsuko and the kitties, and I read. I guess I also listened to the rain a bit to, which was nice, because I damn sure wasn't going to go out in it. And yet despite the "just above freezing" temperatures and the rain, the neighbors were out and being noisy, so I guess nothing short of snow or sleet slows them down.

Let's see: on the food note, I was able to a little bit of pasta last night, but it took me twice as long as normal. The brioche bread was all right and didn't seem to get stuck, but I did wind up feeling a bit queasy a few hours later. I'm not sure if that was from the brioche or because that had been all I had eaten all day up until that point. Mashed potatoes were all right, but broccoli and cheese sauce kept making reappearances.

Mum and I discussed the idea of me going back to doing smoothies again or even going with smoothie bowls. At least for a bit, until we get all this settled out with my stomach. And it's like, I would love to, but I'm not sure I can really afford to. Even frozen fruits get really expensive after a while.

011

Friday, 11 January 2019 11:25 pm
apollymi: Kaiba looking pissed, purple overtones, text reads "Cursed" (YGO**Kaiba: Cursed)
Yay, it's finally Friday! As always, I was starting to think it was never going to get here. Too bad the weekend is always so short, because I could really use some time away from Glynda already. It's barely been a full week, and I'm already sick of her again. In fact, I entertained thoughts about just strangling her. Today, certainly, but a lot of the week as well. Yesterday, if I could have gotten my hands around her neck, that would have been the end of it.

And with all the things I still have to work on, my brain decided to give me a modern kid verse of Trinity to play with right now. Thanks, brain.

010

Thursday, 10 January 2019 11:47 pm
apollymi: Bakura and Kaiba, close up on eyes, text reads "Your eyes" (YGO**Bakura/Kaiba: Your eyes)
I feel as though I have only one word in my lexicon to describe how today went. It's very much not a polite word, but what I ended up dealing with pretty much all damn day was not very nice either. Glynda was a right bitch all damn day and took her attitude out on testers and me at every single chance she could get. And no, I didn't appreciate it.

Also, I'm sick to death of my neighbors and their noise.

009

Wednesday, 9 January 2019 11:51 pm
apollymi: Striker Eureka logo, bulldog with bomb in mouth, text reads "Striker Eureka" (PacRim**Striker Eureka: Logo (Max))
So I heard back from my doctor. She wants me to go see a gastroenterologist and likely have a new endoscopy done. She's not too sure what to make of any of this, and she feels like she needs more lab results instead of relying solely on symptoms. So she's going to put me in a referral to one she knows and has worked with before. Mum wants to come with to the initial appointment, and honestly, I'm inclined to let her. I seem to be shit lately at explaining my issues to doctors in a way that makes everything clear and understood. Letting one of the family nurses come along could only be a good thing, I'm thinking.

Other than that, it was a fairly quiet day today. I mean, yeah, Glynda made one girl cry, but that's not exactly unusual.

And I didn't get nearly as much written today as I did yesterday, but I guess that's okay too.