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We're sliding into the weekend! Two and a half more days (for me).

Yesterday was very busy. Yet I was triumphant at getting someone in for a Cardiac MRI, so it was a good day. The patient had called earlier and gotten one at the end of the month, which is SO rare. these normally are booking out to October. But the spouse called back to ask about the wait list and got me. And I'll admit, I tooted my own horn a bit, telling them that they got the right person, as I am nominally in charge of cardiac slots. The order had been put in incorrectly, as it was from an outside doctor and the person who put it in failed to notice the STAT on it. I fixed it, and promised that I'd keep an eye out. And sure enough, there was a cancellation within 2 hours, and he went from end of the month to tomorrow. And I felt superior and smug.

The rest of the day was pretty busy. I called a LOT of patients back, and sent a lot of messages.

Tomorrow, I presumably have the meeting with the big boss. I still question the motive behind this. It's technically an orientation meeting for new radiologists and techs, but my top two managers in my dept feel like this could be important, so off I go, down to the city and the big hospital. At least that's my current plan. I still haven't gotten an invite, so I don't know a ton of when, where etc. I just know it's on the Zayed concourse. I'm going to run out tonight and get some gas in my car, just to have a full tank, and maybe get another $40 out so I have some extra cash.

I'm not really a city girl. I like the things a city holds--good, diverse food and entertainment, but I hate city driving. Fortunately, the hospital is near the Russian church I go to every fall for their festival, so the route is pretty simple.

Saturday, I'll work, and then I shall have a nice weekend. I had blocked Saturday off to go get our cow share, but since I haven't heard from them, I'm assuming that they're not done dry aging. This is sad, as the next few weekends could be tough to find time drive the hour and a half to pick them up. They'll be 100% worth it, mind you. Those were some of the best steaks I've had. It's not a huge share, just like a tote bag full, but it'll keep us for a few weeks.

Okay, time to finish up and go forth and get ready for another busy day. Everyone have an excellent Thursday!

I am so tired today and fully annoyed with my bank.

So I had started the account in may, knowing that I needed a brick and mortar bank to deposit the checks from Dad's account into. I deposited one, which as you may remember was an ordeal. They were treating it like it was fraudulent, and I spent 2 hours on the phone. Cue yesterday when Jess got the first payout from her father's death. They deposited the check, and four hours later, I got an email that my account was being closed, because they suspected the check was altered. WTF. I called, and they wanted to talk to Jess. They went over things, and gave them the customer service number of the company the check was drawn off. Since it was 7:30 pm, they were closed, so they couldn't do anything. Jess has to call again today and wait while they verify shit. In the meantime, I don't know whether if it's verified, they'll rescind the closing, or if I need to pull the money as soon as it clears. It's just fucking annoying and I'm rethinking Wells Fargo as my bank. Jess has several more checks coming off their father's accounts, some of which are quite a lot of money, and I don't know if we're going to have to go through this every single fucking time.

As a result, I didn't sleep well last night, and today I am headachey and cranky. We'll see what the morning brings. Either way, once this is settled, I'm going to be calling customer service and ripping some supervisor a new asshole. I'm just thoroughly frustrated and angry. I'll be nice, but I will explain why it was a bad idea to fuck with us.

Aside from the last couple of hours, yesterday was a good day. I worked. It was busy. I made dinner. I didn't get any cleaning done, but I did get my nails painted?

My last manicure was a gel manicure, which fucked my nails the hell up. They look like shit, just beat to hell, and thin. They've been cracking and chipping and I had to cut them all down to nothing. Some are less than nothing. I've been painting them so I don't have to look at them, but it still doesn't look great with all the nicks and dings on them. Whatever polish they used just would not come off. I soaked and used oil, and I still ended up scraping it clear. Never again. Now I just have to wait for them to grow out.

In related news, I've really been enjoying Lakur nail polish. It goes on very smooth, and only a couple of colors have required a second coat. They also have a couple topper polishes that I like very much. One is moonstone, which is a faintly iridescent blueish tint, the other is a clear with little sparkles. Both are adorable.

I'm debating on what color I want to paint them for Friday, when I have my delayed meeting for work. It'll involve going down to the main hospital and spending half a day with my bosses boss. I'm both nervous and looking forward to it. I should be getting my invitation soon that'll tell me where to go. I know I need to stop in the badge office and get a new badge, as mine got lost in our move from one location to the other. It was sent to the old, and no one was every able to retrieve it.

I've got my outfit picked out, a cute secretarial dress and a nice top with flats. Hopefully I'll make a good first impression. I'll make sure my makeup is on point, and try to look good. Then, I just need to turn it on. Definitely need to remember my Vyvanse that day.

Okay, time for me to go forth and get dressed. Everyone have a wonderful Tuesday!

It's Saturday! And as usual, I managed to sleep til about 7am. Go team me. I was up at 5:40am because the cat demanded breakfast, but I went back to sleep for a while.

Yesterday was a good day. Work wasn't crazy, I was able to get some people in, and when it was over, we got to go out.

Well, first I did have my psych appointment, which went fine. I'm doing well, no notes.

Then, we went out to celebrate Jess' graduation. I don't know if I mentioned that, but they finally finished the medical transcription program, graduating with a 97.8%. I'm so very proud of them. We decided to go to Fogo, and had a lovely time eating way more than we really needed to. They had a pork belly with lime and honey that was especially tasty, as was the filet wrapped in bacon. I always say I'm not going to fill up from the market table, but then I get up there, and there's the roasted garlic and marinated mushrooms and artichokes, and I end up getting some every time. Honestly, I should just go for lunch from the market table now and then. I could 100% make a meal out of that.

Today, we're going to go forth and visit the post office to mail some stuff back to one of the many places that Jess' dad had accounts. Maybe I'll make some breakfast. We'll see. I might do it tomorrow when we don't have a game. I suppose I could make it 2 times, but that seems excessive.

Tomorrow, we have nothing planned, and it's definitely going to be a blend of doing nothing and some cleaning. Vacuuming will need to happen.

Maybe I'll make a pool trip, I don't know. We'll see.

Okay, on that note, I'm going to wrap up and consider what I want to do as far as food. Everyone have an excellent Saturday!

Well, that sucked. Yesterday I woke up with a bit of a headache and it just never really went away. I ended up leaving work at 12, and napping to no avail. I still have a little headache this morning, but it's moved to the other side of my face, so hopefully this one will go away through judicious pain reliever use.

I cancelled game and just relaxed last night, because there was no chance of me concentrating.

After I napped for a little while, we watched the concert/lore movie Ghost put out last year. I'd watched it with Jess when it came out on video last year. It was my first real introduction to the band, because I figured if Jess wanted to see them live, I should know what they did. Most of it went over my head last time, but I was very engrossed this time. And of course, I knew most of the music, which helped.

So part of the mystique is that there have been five lead singers (all the same dude, in different makeup or a mask). They each are the Pope of a shadowy unnamed Satanic Organization. Normally, after an album or two, that "Papa," as he's called, will die, making room for a new somehow related Papa. The last one, who was forced to be Cardinal for a cycle to prove his worth was Copia. He was eventually promoted to Papa Emeritus, and finished out a second cycle. Everyone expected him to die at the end of the movie, but instead his mother died, making way for him to ascend to the head of the shadowy organization, becoming Frater Imperator. The new Papa, V, is Papa Perpetua.

Perpetua is who we saw. The last few Papas sung in full face masks, which the lead singer says is like trying to play soccer in flip flops. Perpetua wears a half mask and makeup, which he finds to be much better. Perpetua is supposed to be Copia's twin brother, who only their mother knew about. Copia hates him. He popped the V key off his computer so as to avoid his brother's symbol.

Anyhow, there's footage of the twins playing in the movie, and one is dark haired and one is tow headed. So it is now my headcanon that Perpetua wants to be accepted so badly that he dyed his hair to look more like Copia. And that makes me happy.

Today, I just have work, and then I may make some cookies. I could really go for some soft baked snickerdoodles.

I'm looking forward to the weekend. We have Frostmaiden on Friday, then I'm off on Saturday, and then Arvandor at 12:30. It's been weeks upon weeks since we played either.

And on that note, I'm going to go forth and put on pants. Everyone have an outstanding Thursday!

Thankfully, I slept a wee bit better last night, so I don't feel like death today. I'm still tired, because my bladder was a bit overactive, but not terrible. I'll at least be a little more focused at work today. I felt like I was flailing a little bit towards the end of the day.

Also, tonight I shall make dinner. I ordered last night, because I dared to sit down after work and that was it. I was going to be prying my ass off the sofa for dinner, but I wasn't going to cook it. Tonight, I need to actually do some cooking. I'm thinking about making some pie crust this morning, and then having it to make my pot pies for dinner.

I was a serious lump yesterday. Understandably so, what with 3 hours of sleep, but still.

Today is supposed to be close to 100 degrees, so I am definitely not going to go to the farmer's market today. Just walking Yoda has been bad enough, and most of the time when we come in, I have a heat headache. Some of the crazy pills make me more susceptible to heat, so I'm not going to push it. I'm just going to stay in my little air conditioned home and do my thing.

Tomorrow, we have a game, so that'll be fun. It's our Blades in the Dark campaign. I'm slowly building to a nemesis by the name of Mr Fix. A shadowy new power who is going to mess with the players. I'm looking forward to it.

The rest of the week is fairly game heavy. We've got Frostmaiden on Friday and Arvandor on Saturday, and then Jess has their Strixhaven game on Saturday night. Possibly Sunday we'll do something.

I suppose it was inevitable, but the Ghost concert has me thinking about religion and. I don't really know what my beliefs are any more. Nominally pagan, I suppose? I've lost the certainty I once had. I still greet Crows as avatars of the Morrigan, but I'm not sure if that's just habit or not. Jess was telling me about a great interview with the lead singer, Tobias Forge, where he was saying that he can talk about death and what lies beyond forever, but in truth, we just don't know. And maybe we should live in a way that if there's nothing beyond, we're happy with what we did. And that resonated with me. He's also talked about being kind, and helping others. So maybe that's my religion now? Or like in the first arcs of Rusty Quill Gaming, they had a cleric who had broken with Posideon, and now was a cleric of Hope. He got his powers from the hope and goodness of others. But that didn't come with a side of nice. Good yes, nice, not always. So maybe that's me? I don't really know. But maybe. While I'm deciding, I'm just going to be me and help people and love and hope that when I'm long gone, people will remember me as someone who did good. Maybe I won't decide, I don't know. I miss the pageantry of religion, but I don't know that I need a creed or commandments to tell me what to do. I don't know. Something I've been thinking about.

I think it comes down to what a very wise DM, Brennan Lee Mulligan, once pulled out of his ass. "You are the instrument by which the universe cares."

And on that note, I'm going to get myself ready for work. Everyone have a stupendous Tuesday!

The lyrics are from a newer Ghost song that I absolutely love. It sounds like a 90's stadium rock ballad, and I am here for it.



It's not my favorite--that's still a tie between Square Hammer and Peacefield, but it's up there. Sadly this wasn't one that they played in concert.

We did go up to York for BBQ and donuts. The BBQ was pretty good, but not something I'd drive 45 minutes again, but the maple frosted donut of my dreams made it entirely worth it. That should hold me until the Fall hits and there's maple everything again. I got a dozen, donuts (not all maple) and am happily nibbling them with my coffee. I got a dozen (They do a baker's dozen) but was a little indecisive about what to get. (They have a LOT of flavors.) It was $14, so I paid with a $20 and put the $5 change in the tip jar to make up for my waffling. They seemed so thoroughly shocked. As I walked out, happy as I could be, I heard the one hissing to the other "she left a five dollar tip," Followed by a chorus of thank yous. Which made me a little sad that that is a shocking thing. People should tip service people better.

Then we came home and enjoyed some donuts. We were supposed to go to the movies, but I was kind of wiped out, so we moved it to tonight and I relaxed for the rest of the day, save taking the puppy for a ride/walk. He's been getting better about it, but then my shoe squeaked, and he freaked out a bit, necessitating a ride to get him out of the building.

I think the higher dose of Prozac is helping some. He's definitely been a little more chill.

Today, I have a game at 12, and then I will go forth and see Fantastic Four. It'll get us back a bit late, but that's okay.

Yesterday was not horribly busy, but my manager sent me the file of people who needed appointments, and I watched for cancellations like a hawk. I managed to get some people in for appointments, including a kiddo, which made me feel good. I had to move someone to get the kiddo in, but it was 100% worth it to get them seen ASAP.

Tomorrow shall be busy, but hopefully not too bad. I've got a couple of people to reach out to in the morning about appointments that were misscheduled. Not by me, but I'm the go to when people are out and appointments need to be moved.

I'm debating on making breakfast today. My family always loves a Dutch Baby, and I could kind of go for one, too. I've got an enormous cast iron pan that I got primarily to make them. Jess doesn't like plain eggs, so I'm kind of shocked that they enjoy them, but they dig in just as much as the rest of us, and has in the past, requested them. I don't really have any good breakfast meat, though. The bacon I'd gotten from Costco was super salty, so I think I'm going to reserve that to cook in food to distribute the salt better. I was going to get a small Sam's club order, but I forgot. I could run up and get some, but that would be a pain, and they don't open til 10, so it would be cutting it super close to my game at 12. I might just have to make the bacon and deal with the salt.

Okay, I'm going to get myself together for the day. First up, drink the rest of this coffee and contemplate more donuts. Everyone have a sweet Sunday!