I know what the other thing was!

It was bugging me that I couldn't remember what the other bad thing that happened last week was. Then as I was about to hit the sack, and checked my email one last time, I was reminded by yet another 'pep talk' email on my work email.

Our college's president got fired.

Like, how often does that happen? That never happens. Okay, not never, but seriously.

It's not that I had a really close relationship with the guy or anything, but he seemed to like the library, and he seemed to have a neutral-or-better opinion about me (at least, that's the vibe I got), and remembered my name (or at least knew how to read a name tag, if nothing else?)

Anyhow, that all went down while I was sick. It'll be interesting to see how the institution is running in a state of... whatever it's running in at the moment.

Okay, Groucho Marx, and then bed. I promise.

Zhie, suppressing urge to stay up and draw chibi picture of Fingon and Maedhros she just got idea for...

wait, there was something else...

...and that was the health insurance telling me that the $900 bill that they are responsible for was something they weren't responsible for, so I ended up having to get on the phone, fax in more stuff, and call the union to help me straighten that all out.

And I think that was it last week.

Except for the surprise I found at work (yes, I went to work, and it's a damn good thing I did). It turns out, remember that whole 'there could be a credit card breech' thing from my personal credit card company?

Yeah, well, it turns out that the database mess affected my work card. Which had to be closed. They're sending out a new card. Because some dipshit stole the number and had a party. It should, hopefully, get here before Seattle. It better, dammit.

Got call from car place. Erestor's fine. He started up like a good boy Saturday night, was driven into the place, stayed there all weekend, started up again fine for them this morning.

That car... I tell ya... I think he just wanted a joyride and a warm place to sleep over the weekend.

-_-

Me and the car gonna have words later when I go pick him up.

On the bright side, I don't have a faulty starter or an icky carburator.

Still... words will be had...