same old

went back to the e.r. two nights ago - felt like my sternum was going to explode. the doctor in birkenstocks told me he could manage my pain, and then a blonde nurse shot me full of drugs and sent me on my way.

i'm fine most days though - and haven't been missing work. this week i'm liking it. i'm staying until 7 and working away like a busy little bee, researching projects and drafting memos. i'm in my element.

i don't know if my boss likes me though. i don't get a lot of positive feedback - at least not in person. i don't get a lot of feedback period to be honest. i guess that's the way of jobs - you often only hear when you've done something wrong. but today the new associate, who is very sweet, told me lots of nice things. i liked hearing it. i remember last year, until the effexor, i didn't think my boss liked me either. funny how that little tweak can happen. but i'd like to think it's a little more based in reason now. or maybe i don't like to think that.

d. is at work tonight still. it's 9 now. it's not so bad now, when i'm downtown too, but i think i will find it hard when i'm back in school mode, and want him here at 5:30.