A Seasonal Haiku

Fooey. I made the mistake I’ve told so many others not to do. I typed my entry directly into the entry box, instead of first typing it in Word and then copy/pasting it into DearDiary. I suspect you have already guessed the result of that ill-begotten attempt to update my diary. The site went down,…

My relationship with my computer ain’t what it used to be. Working again (albeit part-time) has been stressful and draining, more so than I anticipated. For some strange reason I thought that getting the CPhT certification was going to prepare me for this position more than it did. My new employer needs an e-name. Let’s…

La Salamandre I’ve elected to give Xanga a try – it does’t have the flexibility of the Old Dear Diary, but it lets me do a lot more formatting than the new DearDiary.Net does. Xanga is well established, has a good security rating, and seems to have a good support section. It did take me…

Took that “art test” I’ve seen popping up on a few diaries today (don’t know where the original source was). When I got the results, I honest-to-god laughed out loud. How painfully appropriate: If I was a work of art, I would be Edvard Münch’s The Scream. I express the subconscious troubles and anxieties of…

It was bothering me that I didn’t know why this freaking ailment was called “shingles”. This annoyance probably should not have been anywhere near top of on my “Nuisance Items Of the Moment” list, but I allowed it to drift toward the top because it distracted me from other things that I have no ability…

So welcome to my world. A world where, yet again, Dr. Liver has patients who need his care more than I. Yesterday I had my desk packed up, my briefcase zipped, and was reaching for my coat when the phone rang. It was Dr. Liver’s office, regretfully informing me that, for reasons known only to…