raising hell

my sweets got knocked down for the first time at his job yesterday. his request for an annual review/raise was denied because the higher ups felt "it was not warranted at this time." ????? um, yeah, this is the go-to guy that kicks ass every day that you just gave a huge bonus check to, but he doesn't deserve a raise? has everyone there completely lost their minds? i know in the grand scheme of things it doesn't matter much, and it's not about the money (well, it is a little bit), but mike is now so down and depressed because they aren't recognizing how much he works, and it breaks my heart. all is not lost, because he's asking them to kindly reconsider (before he starts looking for another job!). so we're waiting, but not breath holding. i guess what heidi klum says is true, "one day you're in, and the next day you're out."

i am now on my second attempt to purchase a copy of the year of magical thinking (which everyone whose l.j. i read is referencing these days). the first attempt it never came (damn those used book sellers!). so i bought it new this time and it should be arriving any day now.

in the meantime, my work lull has left me with time to ride 25 miles on the bike at the gym, watch a bunch of dvr'd shows (lost rocks!), read a stack of magazines and watch a flix or two. all of which is to say i'm being lazy, and if i hadn't had cancer, i might even feel guilty about it.