Happy belated fathers day to all the dads!!!
I’m back to working far far far too much. I really am a workaholic. In the last 7 days, I’ve worked 85 hours… It’s amazing, I love my job… But I’ll never get used to being the only competent female in the data center.
This past week, the other female technician didn’t realize that you could have multiple Linux kernels in grub. Ok, to be honest… She actually asked what grub was… But…
She also replaced the RAM in a server… She used ECC when she needed ECC Reg, and tried saying it was the same thing. /facepalm
The good thing is that she makes me look fantastic without me trying. I’m studying for my RHCE, and apparently that makes me a goddess for even knowing what that is.
In other news… I’ve realized that I have people around me that care far more about my appearance than I do. I’ll be 28 this year… I’ve lived my entire life being content with not being a horribly disfigured troll. I never put a huge emphasis on my looks… Because honestly, I wasn’t comfortable enough to let my looks pay the bills. It’s just strange that so many other people seem to be concerned with mine. I’m used to the idiot trolls online that will rip a girl apart for any little flaw… I survived years on IRC
What I don’t get though is the people that take the time out to come to my blog, dig through my pictures, and leave comments on every one or the pictures and blog posts, alternating between telling me I’m ugly, fat, anorexic, or I have a big head. Apparently I have a mustache, unibrow and I’m manly looking as well… I’ll really never get it lol. I guess I could understand if I was openly saying I was hot, or if I held some sort of conceited view about myself… But meh, not really. I’m me. I think I’m relatively small, I’m in decent shape, and I’m not an ogre. Some people find me attractive, some don’t. Some people seem to think that I’m fat, some people seem to think I’m too skinny. The funniest part is that I really don’t care because I have a husband that thinks I’m beautiful, and I never thought I was all that pretty to begin with. You’d think that being that blunt about it would give people pause… But no, it doesn’t… They seem to think that the most important thing for me is to be that hottest girl ever, because I apparently need someone to sleep with. Or… Something. I dunno… Apparently every female that has a picture online is a whore looking for sex… Forget the fact that the majority of companies post employee directories now… Logic doesn’t work on the Internet
Aaaaaaannnnndd last… I’m no longer in remission 。・°°・(>_<)・°°・。
It sucks, but I knew there was a pretty good chance of this happening. I’m back on a low dose of immunosuppressants, they are trying me on a new form of cellcept that is supposed to be more mild on my stomach. Its definitely more mild on my stomach… But that’s mainly because anytime I eat, I get heartburn so bad I stop eating. I have another doctors appointment soon, so they’ll probably try me on something else. Boo. Oh well.
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