Oh, this doesn't bode well...

So I tried yesterday and today to get my "net training" for the hospital. No dice. The login they gave me doesn't function. I'm supposed to have this done by Monday at 9AM. So I call my temp rep. Can't get through to leave her a voicemail because their directory's fucked. Tried to email my rep. She's on autoreply, because the office changed locations on Friday. Called the HR gal at the hospital, and at least got through to her. Lets hope this doesn't foreshadow the rest of the time at the job, eh?

I've been through the training once before- it's basic stuff like "Wash your hands thoroughly, and try not to suck on the business end of syringes, mhmkay?" Luckily, I won't be in a patient-contact environment. Hooray!

And the drug test's tomorrow at 7AM. Lets hope I don't sonnambulistically smoke a gigantic bowl of rock, or something, tonight. Because frankly, if I do anything to fuck this job up, it's rather likely that I'll be shot (dragging into the street is optional).

In the meantime, I was exploring the old hard drive today, and found some fun stuff.



Ham, anyone?

I really, really wish I could remember the name of this dog. I know it was ours, but I don't remember anything about the dog otherwise. Drat.



My grandparents (mom's side) on their wedding day. This is one of my favorite pictures of her- she looks happier there, than in most I've seen. The scuttlebutt is that we look a lot alike. I'll let you decide for yourself. (Though apparently there are other picture pairs that show the similarities better. Oddly enough? Granddad looks like Odie. (At least as children, they did) Creepy.

Anyway. The excitement. She's barely contain-able.