she's proven ugly, bad relationship material
I don't want to know, do I? Dammit.
Perkins, I posted something to the good stuff tumblr thinking of you yesterday, and it's come up.
Just so's you know.
I don't want to know, do I? Dammit.
You really don't. I've honestly taken a lot of her music off of 'Trick the iPod until I can forget about her personally and like her music again.
Then I will remain wilfully ignorant. Invoking the Miles Davis clause is difficult.
My sister is tormenting me with her orange pants. Why does she hate me so?
Timelies all!
So I now have an official, framed certificate stating that I have achieved 10 years of employment at NCI. Where I'm going to put this thing, I dunno.
Good lord, that publisher stole from Disney? That's like stealing from the Mafia! They'll destroy her!
Congratulations Sheryl! DH did his postdoc at NCI-Frederick.
I'm feeling like I should at least try, at least go look and see what I could find. If I can't get anything better, well, no loss; this is still a pretty good deal. But maybe I can. Maybe I could find something that didn't have ALL the same benefits as this one, but maybe I'd be willing to lose the telecommuting or take a $10k paycut for a job that didn't leave me exhausted and demoralized every day.
I completely concur. I think exploring other work is the right option, and you've got a good sense of what you're willing to trade off for your peace of mind. In short, Go Zen!
I've had the miserable making jobs more than once and it is a dire thing to wake up and face.