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beansideSaturday, and I'm getting myself sorted for work. Whoo! $100 of OT after taxes! This will pay for either our cow share, or possibly the new D&D books.
Yesterday was a long, tiring day and I'm a little wiped this morning. First up, I had work. It wasn't too bad. I took 52 calls, and mostly had sweet patients. Of course my last call of the day was an escalation. Gen X dude got his Karen on, because his insurance require's special authorization to go to the hospital based radiology center, which is the only place that they do the procedure. Nothing I can do there. His doctor needs to get authorization. He insisted on a manager telling him this. Fortunately, the manager who took it is awesome and was just like "Yeah, I don't know what you want me to do. It's *your* insurance.
Once I got done work, it was time for a nice hot shower, and then to get myself together for the work thing.
As usual, I got to the venue 35 minutes early. So I sat in my car and chatted with friends for a while. I fear the combination of this news cycle/election and being on Vyvanse is bringing long suppressed tendencies to the surface. The old me, the 2001-2004 version of me was prone to wading into flame wars and tossing gasoline. I was active on fandom wank, and could argue and shit talk like no one's business. And I'm feeling that urge coming back. Where I just want to wade in to things and just start a total flame war. So far, I'm being good with minor slips, but deep down, there's a small part of me that wants to go scorched earth.
The work get together was fun. Not a ton of people showed up, but the ones who did were a lot of fun. One person brought conversation cards, which had cute thought provoking questions on them. Then we played a PG version of Cards against humanity called How do you Meme? Or something like that. Mostly, I just relaxed a bit and we shit-talked the patients. My manager wants to refer me to their leadership training class, which I will definitely do. It's probably not for a while, but it's something they want me to do, and I'm all for career advancement, so if they have a spot for me, I'll take it.
I didn't stay too late, was home by 10 since I knew I had to get up at 6 this morning.
At some point, I need to go out and get the shit I left in the car out. I've got a box of white port wine and tonic water in the trunk. I saw a drink on a video of Portugal with what's basically a less disgusting gin and tonic. Add some fruit and you're golden. I wanted.
Busy day again today. I've got work til 12, then Mad Mage at 12:30, then Deadpool at 4:50, then come home and collapse. Go to bed early and sleep until I can't stay horozontal any more.
Jess has their acupuncture appt today. Hopefully they're feeling better than yesterday. The tetanus shot they got on Thursday was kind of kicking their ass.
Okay, time for me to get myself in gear for work and game. Everyone have a wonderful Saturday!
Yesterday was a long, tiring day and I'm a little wiped this morning. First up, I had work. It wasn't too bad. I took 52 calls, and mostly had sweet patients. Of course my last call of the day was an escalation. Gen X dude got his Karen on, because his insurance require's special authorization to go to the hospital based radiology center, which is the only place that they do the procedure. Nothing I can do there. His doctor needs to get authorization. He insisted on a manager telling him this. Fortunately, the manager who took it is awesome and was just like "Yeah, I don't know what you want me to do. It's *your* insurance.
Once I got done work, it was time for a nice hot shower, and then to get myself together for the work thing.
As usual, I got to the venue 35 minutes early. So I sat in my car and chatted with friends for a while. I fear the combination of this news cycle/election and being on Vyvanse is bringing long suppressed tendencies to the surface. The old me, the 2001-2004 version of me was prone to wading into flame wars and tossing gasoline. I was active on fandom wank, and could argue and shit talk like no one's business. And I'm feeling that urge coming back. Where I just want to wade in to things and just start a total flame war. So far, I'm being good with minor slips, but deep down, there's a small part of me that wants to go scorched earth.
The work get together was fun. Not a ton of people showed up, but the ones who did were a lot of fun. One person brought conversation cards, which had cute thought provoking questions on them. Then we played a PG version of Cards against humanity called How do you Meme? Or something like that. Mostly, I just relaxed a bit and we shit-talked the patients. My manager wants to refer me to their leadership training class, which I will definitely do. It's probably not for a while, but it's something they want me to do, and I'm all for career advancement, so if they have a spot for me, I'll take it.
I didn't stay too late, was home by 10 since I knew I had to get up at 6 this morning.
At some point, I need to go out and get the shit I left in the car out. I've got a box of white port wine and tonic water in the trunk. I saw a drink on a video of Portugal with what's basically a less disgusting gin and tonic. Add some fruit and you're golden. I wanted.
Busy day again today. I've got work til 12, then Mad Mage at 12:30, then Deadpool at 4:50, then come home and collapse. Go to bed early and sleep until I can't stay horozontal any more.
Jess has their acupuncture appt today. Hopefully they're feeling better than yesterday. The tetanus shot they got on Thursday was kind of kicking their ass.
Okay, time for me to get myself in gear for work and game. Everyone have a wonderful Saturday!
