jeanvieve

My boss is leaving the organization in a few weeks. Wah! I really liked Julie! More to the point, I really liked that she promised me a promotion! Made a point of inquiring about it at the end of our meeting today, and she assured Beth and I that our promotions were still going to be progressed.

But where are we going to land? Under the guy with the really annoying voice? We can't be under Val, apparently, as Val manages only VPs. (Promote Beth to Director and me to Asst Director? Oo.) Ahem. Pipe dreams are under the bed. There's no clear, obvious place for us to go except for annoying voice man. Hm. How is he to work for, I need to know. He likes the new Kim, so alpha femmes are apparently not a bad thing.

Ian FINALLY got authorized at fighter practice tonight. I owe G.. G.. what the heck is his name. Cute young blond viscount fellow a subtle favor for apparently overhearing my speaking to the boy about this being his last freaking chance to get authorized before shipping out and would he go make inquiries? He apparently jumped right in. Will have to ponder it, but I'll figure out a nice thank you for eavesdropping and taking care of things.

Afterwards Carla, Gryfen, the boy and I went to Sweet Delights, a dessert shop in Eugene. Just as well I didn't know about this place before. They even had vegan truffles. Far too nummy.

John's shell is cut out and partially sewn together. I think we'll leave the sleeves and tacking down the lining to after we get to San Fran and force it on him to size. Will bring machine.

Got on the An-Tir WS mailing list. They're lively and fun! Gryf and I discussed bringing gear to next fighter practice and starting the kids out on drills. My thighs and derriere could use the isometrics, since they're not getting the good kind.

6am meetings tomorrow. Yick. Night!