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Ok, whoever thought they should use excel as a database needs to die. Worst idea ever. Man I wish I didn't have to edit and update this file the hard way. We won't even go into the multiple entries problem. Nice. Maybe I'll feel more post-y in here soon and actually write about shit. I do miss having an outlet to write in occasionally.

Since when has everyone started using myspace bulletins as their blog? Am I missing something here? Hmm... debating posting this on myspace to see the reaction. It could be quite funny to see who has a brain, who doesn't, and who gets upset that I mock the <sarcasm> all that is holy </sarcasm> myspace. Because html is hard now apparently. Why did we let the sleepers know about the internet and computers. Life was better when not everyone and their mother had technology.

Weird day. Woke up late and feeling refreshed. On my walk into work I thought to myself, "It's a really nice outside. Today is going to be a good day." Figuring at best that meant I would be able to avoid my boss one more day (yeah, I'll have to deal with him sometime, but since I hate confrontation I'd like to put it off.) Lo and behold I get an email from this lady I've been in contact with about a clinical microbiology lab, and she emails me to say they have a position open and I should send her my resume. Maybe this is what I've been waiting for all this time. I can only hope. Will update when I know more. /squee

Ouch. I don't think I could deal with a job that starts at 9am sharp with a meeting every day. It sounded so promising at first, yet now I don't know if doing menial tasks and having to work the set schedule is what I should be doing 3 years after graduation. Somehow the lab manager position I also interviewed for seems much more interesting and laid back. I like laid back.
Nothing much going on anywhere else. I've cut back on WoW which is a little weird to get used to. Time to get some work done in this lab at least. May as well leave on a productive note (assuming I get out soon). Its weird to actually quit a "real" job. I'm not quite sure how to approach it.

Wow, I can't believe that getting to 60 didn't even prompt a post, but getting a callback a month later for a potiential job is making me post. (Oh yeah, got to 60, the picture wasn't great) I'm so nervous because getting out of here might be a real possibility. Of course the past couple of weeks my boss hasn't been nearly as moody/crazy as he had been, and it's actually been enjoyable coming in. Of course with the new job there's the possibility that I might not be able to take the couple of cool classes I found this semester, but there's always hope that they'll think someone working 10/11-6/7 is actually ok (hey, free run of the lab to get stuff done when no one else is around, seems good to me - that's what swing shift is for I always thought). And then I don't even know how I'd go about telling my current boss. Too bad I didn't mention the med tech possibility earlier or I could have said I was quitting to do that or something. Why is job politics such a crazy web to navigate? Do I want to stay where I am only because I know I can get away with doing less and having a relaxed atmosphere or can I finally find a way to do what I wanted to do all those insane crazy nights where I'm crying because I'm so stressed out here? I don't know what to do anymore. /insane

Is it a bad sign if after opening up a window to reply to an email, you realize that you don't really need to send the message and hit escape thinking it will close the box? Esc will get me out of any window/box/thing. Oh wait, that's Alt-F4. See what onlyl 2 dots in computers will get me? Utter confusion when becoming an addict. And I have a better staff now. I like the sensless beating of monsters over the head. I just wonder is it more satisfying if its a gnome head?

There is nothing more satisfying that whacking a zombie (or bat or human) over the head with your staff and saying "ha!"

Hmm I suppose this is as good of a time to write an entry as any other. Now I just hope I can remember all of the thnings of the past few weeks that I've been meaning to write about. The amount of sense that this will make is pretty slim unless you're in my brain and well, then we have a whole new problem. So the cats got trapped in the basement for about 4 hours the other night. I woke up at about 4am wondering why the hell the cats wern't in bed with us and then the intuition that they were trapped hit me. At least getting Figaro out was easy. Isabella is a good at hiding. In other bright news our dnd game is over and no one died. I was shocked. Shhh!! It's in stasis. I never knew a piece of orange chicken and some rice on a red floor could be funny, but it is. You should try it sometime. If you have any chicken pieces you won't be eating that is. Western blots can go and bite my ass. Biology sucks. It really does. Or maybe its just my job, with my crazy boss. Dealing with him this week has been annoying at best. I guess 2 years is the life expectancy of an entry level tech position. I wouldn't turn down the chance to work in a bigger lab with better funding and more money. Oh well, time to go encourage Fed to make a WoW character. He knows he wants to be an undead, or at least that's what I"m telling him. Not that I know enough of anything to really say. Now I see all the dorking out I missed out on in high school.