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I retrieve the mail once a week, on Sundays. I may check more often if I’m expecting something important, or if the moon is in alignment with Uranus. I’ve proved that I am not obsessive-compulsive about the mail, but nobody’s listening. I doubt at this point the Prof would even remember the incident that pissed…

Since I put it in about a year ago, I’ve gotten a few inquiries about how to add the button I have in my footer for visiting other diaries. Following is the code I used – there are as many different ways to tweak this as there are people who are using it. For what…

I was just saying where my doctor disappeared to yesterday. No opinions of my own were voiced in that entry. Really. Honestly. Cross my heart and hope to die. As I told MRG, something is wrong when a surgeon has to pay in excess of $180,000 in annual malpractice insurance and another is turned down…

It’s 5:00. The moon is gibbous. I have no clue if its waxing or waning. The cats are scattered throughout the apartment, curled up in their respective favorite nooks. This means, of course, that the kitten is napping on the fresh laundry. There are dishes in the sink. I couldn’t be bothered. The alarm clock…

There’s an old wive’s tale that a salamander can pass through fire unharmed. In real life, many salamanders can shed their tail to escape danger, essentially giving up a less critical part of themselves to save everything that is important. Salamanders go through a metamorphic life cycle, changing from one aspect to another as they…

It’s been another one of those days. I’ve been out of my office for nearly the entire day, due to an emergency in an area where my primary duties are. I spent over two hours on my feet, making snap decisions and recording information for later use. I’ve been having trouble with both my right…