I am Cassandra

I am definitely gainfully employed again. I think (hope) that I’ve finally climbed over the steepest part of the learning curve on the new job. I’ve been assigned my permanent shift, and it’s going to pretty much be a life-changer – 3:30 pm until midnight, with every other weekend on. The weekends won’t be the…

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Cold Hands, Warm Heart Well, that was going to be the name of today’s entry. Two things got in the way of my being able to use such a clever little title. The temperature is supposed to go up to 80 degrees Fahrenheit, setting a new local record for this date. And maintenance has apparently…

The Professor is a funny mix of experience and lack thereof. He’s lived and studied abroad, he’s got an advanced degree in mathematics, he’s well into writing a six volume science fiction series, and he didn’t know that those whirly-gig seeds that come from maple trees, sycamores, ash and the like are called “keys”. He’s…

Not a good end to the day last night. The Socialist did something that upset a lot of people, and when I tried to tell him why they were upset he got angry. The unspoken accusation was that I was being disloyal. He threw a few articles of clothing around the bedroom, told me to…

The third straight day of rain … I suppose it’s needed since this has been one of our driest springs on record, but the grey days are just playing into my mood. The Professor is teaching a night class for the first half of the summer. It’s Tuesdays and Thursdays, until 10:30. I’ve been chiding…