what a difference a day makes

spot the song reference. waay! 5 points to rob.

feelin shaky today. woke up this morning with the following running through my head: "if he speaks to me like that again, so help me God, I'll have him fired!". certainly predicts a good day.

yesterday was one of those surreal days where you do something that you know you both NEED and SHOULDN'T do. tough call. but then I don't owe cambridge or my boss ANYTHING so when i started to shake and cry and contemplate homicide i took a deep breath and some tissues and trundled-on home. it wasn't exactly a walk-in-the-park day after that. chatted with marni early on, clarence mid-way through, and rob just before going to sleep. they got me through, that's for sure. i even managed to almost finish a job application and polish off the first draft of my first ever paper as first author. oh, and i'm very excited about that. but that's for work i did in london for people who liked, supported and respected me. makes a difference, let me tell you.

today i had to drag myself up and out the door. i got an email from laura, my old boss, saying something along the lines of: wait until you have another job!!!!!!!just a few more weeks!!!!!!. how she knows it will only be a few more weeks is beyond me at the moment. it feels like if i'm not careful i'll end of fifty five, being given a pen at my retirement luncheon in this same building, while my adoring husband...wait!...is that "that slug"?!...how did i get married to him?!!!.....gazing adoringly on. oh fuck. i gotta get out of here.

anybody need any photocopies done?