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1) I can haz a sprained rotator cuff.

2) I can also haz 60, OK 58, vicodin. (vicodin, btw is not in Mozilla's spell checker.)

3) Biomed still sucks.

4) Dermatology journals are icky.

5) The "Place Requests" tab does NOT unleash magical fairies that will do your bidding.

6) Page numbers are not optional and I will not fill your request until I have them.

7) Heroes is fucking awesome.

8) New SGA tonight!

Happy Birthday to abundantlyqueer.

I guess I am screwed no matter what I do. If I don't make a big deal about my birthday because I hope that my friends will care enough to remember, no body does.

If I do make a point of mentioning it and having the month and day displayed here and at LJ, people still pretend like it and I don't fucking exist.

I give up. Everybody has a fucking birthday except me.


ETA Thank you to those who DID remember: Empress_Jae, Violettefemme, Witchdragon, Lala and Libitina

There are 24 shopping hours left until my birthday. I enjoy the following things:

-Minions, preferably of the young bendy male variety.
-Tasers, the higher voltage the better
-non sequentially numbered twenties, but if you only have C notes those will be acceptable.
-Lush
-Chocolate
-Coffee
-Porn

You may resume normal activities now.

ETA By "young" I OF COURSE mean 18+ I do not condone child labor (outside of the garment industry, those tiny hands are so nimble)

How ya'll doin' tonight? I have backed up, if by "backed up" you mean copy, paste, back date, FUCK, I didn't back date, go back edit, and really back date, lather rinse repeat. I am not taking everything with me. Just the greatest hits, so to speak. Some of the rants made it but if I forgot one that one of ya'll are particularly fond of, just let me know.

It's hard to type with a cat's ASS on my HAND. His ASS is on my HAND.

Anyway, I will probably be splitting my time between this journal and the OTHER place for a while, but IJ, with its super sexy 100 icons is awfully enticing.

ETA: The provenance of the Macaroni and Cheese Wot Does NOT Suxor. This is my stepdad's recipe. But I am reasonably sure that he just calls it Macaroni and Cheese.

First boil salted water. If you have Minions, now would be a good time to make them shred cheeses for you. If not cubing it is faster and makes no difference in the end. Also, preheat your oven to 350.

A note on cheese. All cheese is good. Seriously, did you expect me to say anything different? This recipe is very flexible in regards to the cheese mix. Except for the sharp cheddar. You have to have sharp, or extra sharp cheddar as one of your cheeses. I usually use sharp cheddar and swiss, but any cheese that you like will be fine. For one pan (1/3-1/2 box of pasta) I use two or three blocks of cheese. For the two pounds of pasta I cooked at Moot I used either 5 or 6 blocks.

Now, you have either finished cheese prep, or your Minions are busy shredding. Find a sauce pan that will be big enough for the sauce PLUS the macaroni. Chop an onion. For larger batches you may want to use two onions. Saute the onion in the sauce pan with a pat of butter. Add a bit of salt and pepper if you want. Cook the onions until they are soft but not brown. About five minuets. Put into a bowl.

At some point during all of this your water has come to a boil. Put in your macaroni. I like the Barilla elbows because they have built in cheese conduits but use which ever brand you like best. Boil the pasta for about half the normal cooking time. Seriously. Ya'll have to trust me on this one. Drain the pasta and set it aside. It can chill for now.

At this point you are ready to start the cheese sauce. But do not start it until your Minions are finished with the cheese prep. The sauce is simple. Take some butter, for a small batch I use 2 tablespoons, for a large Moot-sized batch I would use 5-6 tablespoons. Melt the butter in the same pan that you used for the onions. When it is melted add enough flour to absorb the butter, usually one spoonful for each tablespoon of butter. Cook this for a a couple minutes to get the raw flour taste out of it. Don't brown it. Then start adding milk. As you can tell, this is all pretty informal. I usually add milk until I have HALF the total volume of sauce that I want. Stir the white sauce until it is about the thickness of chicken gravy. If you are stirring and stirring and cursing my name and unborn children because it is not getting thick, don't trip. Add the cheese. The cheese will thicken it right up. After the cheese is in you want to add the following things: Salt and pepper to taste and a spoonfull or so of mustard. Unless you are making this for somebody like Buttmonkey who, well, let's just say that the boy has condiment issues and leave it at that. You can also add hot sauce if you want. Stir the sauce until one of two things happens: 1) All the cheese melts or 2) You get tired of stirring and say "Fuck this" The rest of the cheese will melt in the oven. Add the macaroni and the onions back into the pan.

OK. You are almost done. Pour the mixture into baking dishes. I don't grease them due to all the cheese and butter and it is almost never a problem but if you want to be all fancy then go for it. Bake until they are golden brown and bubbly. About 30 minutes, longer for a deeper pan.

Remove from oven. Shove into piehole.

If you want, this is good topped with bacon or with steamed broccoli. The broccoli totally balances out all of the fat in the cheese. I swear.

This can be frozen and is also good reheated for lunch the next day.

For a stove top version, cook the macaroni all the way through then combine it and serve. But the oven version really is better.

Testing. Don't mind me, just trying to sort everything out over here.

I finally have a bit of at work downtime due to the hopefully temporary demise of our beloved Mondo so I can finally post all of the things that have been bothering me lately. I know you all missed this.

First: Patrons are no less annoying when you only have to deal with them via email.

Second: If you are using two different spellings of your last name, often in the same email then don't throw a huge stink fit when you don't get all your books. Instead, suck it up, pick a spelling, any spelling, I could give a fuck, and STICK TO IT.

Third: To one of my co-workers: Do you REALLY need 33 books at once for catalog review? Really? Cause, you know, I have to go get them. And then we have to put them back.

Fourth: My transfer appears to have had the unfortunate consequence of removing me from a lot of lists. I didn't get a ballot for the area 1 steward election until it was very nearly too late.

Fifth: Biomed. I hate you and your collection that is now our collection. Thanks for foisting all the bitchy, and often clueless doctors onto us. You guys are the best.

Sixth: READ THE SCREEN people. If a journal is located at Dental, or Vet. then requesting it from us will do no good.

Seventh: Biomed part 2. We have a lot of core collection material from Biomed (i.e. The New England Journal of Medicine) thus, those titles tend to be a bit popular. So NO I do not think I will be giving you the NEJM from 2001 so that you can copy the ONE page that has the guidelines for submission on it because you have this burning need to figure out if they've changed in the last 6 years.

Eighth: Biomed part 3. If a volume is on a crate waiting to be transfered from your facility to ours and is still at your library, why the fuck are you telling people to contact us to get the article that they need? How about you refer them to your very own Interlibrary loan department? I mean, really.

I am getting a bit of a late start this morning. See, I worked late yesterday by half an hour so my boos told me to just come in at 9:30 this morning. So I decided, about 20 minuets ago, to take out the trash. I'd been meaning to do this for a couple of days now. I grab the bag and head out back to the alley where the dumpsters are. I throw my bag into the first one, because it is close and I am lazy. I look down for a second and something catches my eye. Something very money-like. I stare for a second. And go "Dood, holy shit, that is $10" So I rip open the bag because I'm not proud and it wasn't one ten dollar bill, there were TWELVE and two ones. So, yeah, I take out the trash and find $122.

I have checked three times to make sure that the money is not counterfeit. So far it looks real. I will have to see if it spends like real money.

I started my new job today. I think I am going to really like it over at Storage. I started my day watching saftey videos so I could SAFELY operate the the orderpicker or whatever it's called. Said videos were a treasure trove of information. Apparently parking one of these magnificent devices on an incline is, like, bad or something. Also, I am not allowed to give anybody a ride on it and I should be careful not to hit people. And bumper orderpickers is right out. Also, if I am checking the acid levels in the battery I should make sure that I use a flashlight, as opposed to a flaming torch or my cigarette. Any fluid that leaks out of the orderpicker should have baking soda on it because it might be acid DON'T stick your finger in it. I am now wise in the ways of the orderpicker. I also spent the last 45 minuets of the day DRIVING it and that was all kinds of awesome. I also made it go up real high and didn't hit my head on any overhead lighting or ductwork or pipes. I win. The aisles are just wide enough for my new favorite toy, so when I am up high I do not really notice because I can't see down very well.

Of course, I still don't have access to Voyager or anything but I am not going to worry about that. Also, since I was there half an hour late today because my boss and I were trying to figure out the whole Voyager thing I get to come in at 9:30 tomorrow.

Being on my feet all day and moving stuff is going to take some getting used to. My feet are fine, but my shoulders hurt a lot. I think I will take a hot bath tonight.

So, as predicted by empress_jae my doctor was not concerned about my spot. She told me to keep it clean and covered. This is the first time I have seen this particular Doctor and I think we will get along fairly well. She looked at my incision and went, "Is that duct tape? and I said, "No, it is a duct tape band aid. She thought for a second and the said, "That is kind of cool" totally cemented my faith in her. Also, she wasn't wearing a lab coat which reminds me of Dr. House.

Today I am going to do laundry. One load at a time, and I am going to pour my detergent into an empty water bottle so I am not carrying so much around. I really want to get back to being able to take care of myself a bit more.

My sister, witchdragon is flying out to see me. It will be great to see her and to have company during the day.

I made an excellent casserole yesterday. Sort of a mexican thing with chicken and veggies and corn tortillas and cheese. Lots of cheese. I have enough left for lunch today.

So my incision is healing fairly well, except for this one spot by my bellybutton. I think that, because I wore jeans on Thursday and Friday that the waistband, or the button irritated that spot and reopened it a bit. I washed and peroxided it then put on one of my awesome new duct tape band aids. I am going to my regular doctor tomorrow and I will have her look at it. I am not overly concerned, I was sort of expecting something like this to happen. Fortunately I have a couple pair of yoga pants and the waist on them hits me about 2 inches below my belly button.

On a completely different topic, I have a new refrigerator. I opened my freezer yesterday morning and went, my shit isn't frozen WTF homes? E looked at it (having an engineer around is very handy) and told me to page the super, which I did. She took my trash out and we spot him going into the management office, he tells us he needs a second because he just got out of the car after 2.5 hours and he has to pee. Totally understandable. J proclaims my fridge ded and tells me to empty it out, that the apartment at the end of the hall is empty and he'll swap out my fridge for that one so I don't have to wait until Monday for a new one. I think that my "new" fridge may be a tad bigger than my old one. Noodle, however, is not OK with the swap. The top of the old fridge was his happy place. He will adjust. I have faith that his very, very small brain will eventually forget that the new fridge is new.

My staples are a thing of the past. Thank God, or whoever. I got them out yesterday afternoon. It went very fast, just a snip, a twinge, not even on the level of a scratch, and then a swab of that yellow antibacterial stuff, some surgery strips and I was done. The strips should come off in a week and if they don't the doctor, who was one of the doctors who did my surgery and everything, said to remove them on my own. I can't even describe what a huge difference having them out makes. My incision looks soooooo much less gross now that it is flat. I can move much more easily. Laughing, coughing, sneezing, and twisting are now possible without excessive amounts of pain. I slept better last night. For the first time since I got this done I feel like there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Now, if only my arm would stop hurting from the IV's then I'd be in business.


Also, one of the guys that works at the subway in the gas station across from my building, bears a striking resemblance, mostly in speech, to Flavor Flav. A really, really, really, really, stoned Flavor Flav. Apparently it can take 15+ minuets to make a sandwich. It was, I must say, a damn fine sandwich.

So Libitina was kind enough to walk me over to Rite Aid yesterday, cause I needed to buy stuff, and wander up and down all the aisles. It is amazing what becomes interesting when you have jack shit to do. After several aisles we wound up in the first aid section and I saw the coolest think ever. Seriously, ever.


Duct. Tape. Band. Aids.. No I am not kidding. Fucking Duct. Tape. Band. Aids. And they are the same price as the regular band aids. So I bought them. I almost hope I cut my finger or something just so I have an excuse to use them.


We really are living in a Golden age.

Also, I get my staples out tomorrow, thank God.

I am home. Sadly the morphine pump is still at the hospital. But I have Dilauded so it's OK.

My belly hurts a lot. And it looks really, really, really, really gross. I try real hard not to look at it.

I also have a UTI from the catheters but the antibiotics should clear it up.

I am getting my staples out on the twelfth. I can't wait.

I am tired all the time and everything I need to do takes a really long time. I can barely walk and am really glad I don't have stairs.

The cyst that I had was the size of a football. Like I needed another reason to hate football.

On the plus side, my back doesn't hurt anymore.

Today I decided that I should probably do some actual work, instead of just playing Kingdom of Loathing all day. The big pile of stuff on the counter in the workroom seemed like the logical place to start. So I separated out the books that need to be reclassed (dewey to Library of Congress) from the books that need to go to bindery because they are horribly wounded. And all of them had to be seperated from the Halpern room books which my boss needs to go through with me and tell me where they should go (free pile or acqusitions). Then I noticed two reams of paper. Colored paper. That goes in the drawer labeled "colored paper". Said drawer is an Unholy mess. So i fix it. All the loose bits of paper are binder clipped together and order is restored. And did you know that we had white card stock? 'Cause I sure as hell didn't. I don't know what I was thinking when I asked L to order a ream of blue and a ream of green because we so don't need either of those colors. Behold: a Clean Spot has been created. Like magic or something. But the clean spot sort of...isn't. "I will wipe down that spot and then it will be all nice and dust-free" I thought to myself. The sink is right there no big deal. Right?

WRONG!!!!1!!!1 There was this huge eybbrow looking thing in the sink. It was horrible, you guys OMG! It saw me with its beady little thing eyes and it charged me. It so did! It swiveled or something and initiated an intercept course for my hand. I need my hands for, well lots of things that I am not going to list here. The thing had to die. Since it was in the sink, death by water seemed like the reasonable method of dispatch. So I turned the water on and it ran and ran until i thought that I had dispatched of this villianous foe. But it did NOT die. I had to try and dispatch of it like two more times. While telling it to die. I think I may have scared our student worker. And then? THEN it was too big to go down the drain holes on its own. I had to get rid of the corpse of my fallen enemy on my own. So I found a pokey thing and I poked it down the hole.

Furina: 1
Thing 0