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Ah! Justus1199 has the explanation for my illness. (See the cartoon at the bottom of the page.) Now all I have to do is figure out why the flu didn't show up till years after I had all my fun....

I was determined I would go to work today. But just to be safe, I looked up on the internet to find out how long the flu is contagious. I was pretty sure it was only like 3 or 4 days, so I'd be safe to go back. But NO. You are contagious as long as you have symptoms, according to two or three different sites. I wouldn't wish this crap on anyone, so I called in again. I talked to one of my supervisors, and I commented that if I did any ILL returns (a large part of my job) I could spread this crap all over the state, single handed. So, I'm home again today.

I asked Nia to bring me some books yesterday, before I realized if I was going back to work today I wouldn't have a lot of time to read them. Especially since I'm trying to read homework, too. My attention span is pretty short, though, so light reading breaks up the more serious stuff. I specifically asked for Chuck Palahniuk (here for the short version; here for the full effect.) I saw the movie Fight Club on my daughter's recommendation, without knowing anything about it. Then I randomly picked up an audio version of Diary for one of the trips to KY, and Amy saw it in the car at Christmas and commented on it. When she told me he was the same guy who wrote Fight Club, everything about the book suddenly made more sense, or at least I understood it better. Whew. So yesterday, Nia brought me the book of Fight Club. I'd forgotten a lot of the details of the movie, but the book also has an impact (so to speak) all its own. Very good, both of them. Now to read some of the others.

Until the fresh batch of books arrived, I was re-reading stuff I own. First I picked up Sue Grafton's A is for Alibi and it was okay. I enjoyed it, but it was like eating a cheap white bakery cake-- no substance, and I kept wanting something more. Well, maybe that's a little harsh-- I'd call her books breezy, but not quite fluffy. Then I pulled out one of Marcia Muller's Sharon McCone series, and I could tell the difference immediately. There is so much more to these books. I think they're more introspective, for one thing. She gets deeper into characters, and Sharon has a supporting cast that's like an ensemble of players, instead of her being a stand-alone player. There is also a long-range story arc that keeps me coming back for more. I was also vastly entertained to find that MM's hobby is making models of houses. The Photo Gallery on her site has several shots of models she's made of structures in the books. The bedroom in one of the pics has little tiny bras, undies, and high heels scattered about. How cool is that?

I'm off insearch of food. Not sure if I can handle any more of the chicken soup or not, but I'm mighty hungry. Foooooood.
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So last night I studied till I couldn't comprehend what I was looking at, then read my msytery for a while, then back to studying. I've got to find out.... can you use a calculator when you take the GRE? (That's a real question, BTW-- if you know the answer please tell me in a comment.) If not, I need to be doing multiplication flash cards or something. I know how to do a lot of this but it's taking me for bloody ever to do the calculations with pencil and paper. Yikes.

The mystery with which I rested my fevered brain is the latest Doc Ford novel by Randy Wayne White. Frankly, I'm more than disapapointed in it. The first books were extremely informative about Florida's ecosystems (gotta love that in a murder mystery!) and I liked his attitude toward women and about violence (distinctly NOT related.) However, in the last couple of books the protagonist has gotten a lot more comfortable with his "true nature," which bursts into violence a few times each book. I am so not impressed. I liked it a lot better when he was a marine biologist with a past life (working for some super-secret gov't agency) who could call on the knowledge gained in that life if required, but he wasn't so damn thrilled about it. Now he's turned into super-spy and has taken assignements to "eternalize" three people already, and I'm only about 3/8 of the way through the book. (Okay, the GRE fractions section is messing with my head.) Plus the fact that one of the assignments he has refused is to kill his best friend, who is one of the best characters in the series. Said character has a feeling he won't live much longer, so it's obvious he's going to kick off one way or another. If this ends as badly as I suspect, this might be the last Doc Ford story I read. Sigh.

I'm now off to apply for a job at Michael's. Nia has been encouraging me to apply for any and every job... she's given me info about seasonal mail carrier positions, library staff assistant (those sound really good) and housekeepers at NCState. The mail carrier thing is well paying, and lord knows the walking would be good for me. Down side: Not sure I could carry the weights they say are required, plus I sure as hell wouldn't be able to go to KY the week before Christmas when my daughter and new hubby will be there. That would be a major bummer. Obviously, the job at Michael's would be the same. Sigh. Up side of Michael's... I could work there while looking for other jobs. Same with housekeeping, for that matter.

This is a whole new world for me. I have been fortunate enough to only have had cube-farm type jobs all my life, except for working the circ desk at the college library. One dose of reality, coming up.


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Susan Arthur

February 2011



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