Today was boring and sucky. Tomorrow will be boring and sucky. Amy's checking out new job leads because she's getting kind of tired of the whole flaky Hitler routine her boss is pulling. (The rare "friends only" protection of ths post is to protect her from possible fallout caused by my opinions). See, he wants to be in absolute control of every aspect of everything (like a fascist), but he changes his mind every three minutes and later forgets every decision he makes. This creates an odd working environment. Amy wants to help the critters, but the craziness of the job (er, the employees) is starting to wear on her a lot. Most of our conversation lately has revolved around her work. I've never talked much about my work with her (in terms of depth, at least) because I guess I figured it would bore the paint off of a fence.

Just as long as there's no gap in employment and substantial sums of money aren't lost by a job change, I don't really care where she works as long as she's happy. And the only reason I care about the money things is that we squeak by as it is. I just don't want to be back to super-poverty mode like when we first moved.

My post on parenting managed to garner a couple of (surprising) responses via private messages. If you have opinions, I'm certainly game to hear and I don't get offended easily.

There's little else of mention that I can think of. I'm sick of this summer session. Two nearly consecutive two hour classes (each of which are pretty boring) is rough. I know, I know... I need to get a real job and then I can complain. Still -- one week left after tomorrow.

America. Fuck yeah.