My head feels fuzzy but not in a way I can explain. It's buzzing somehow. I have my review today. 2:30 pm Eastern Standard Time, if anyone is wondering. Here's hoping for accolades, recognition, and a truck load more money. But I'm nervous. The woman doing my review hasn't been here long. She comes from a more structured corporate environment. She has already mentioned to me that I should try harder to find work to do. She doesn't understand there is nothing to do and they really don't care if I read a book or go online. For months and months I had no supervisor. No one cared what I did and no one said a word about my performance, good or bad aside from "thanks for your help with this." Now what standards am I going to be judged by? Surely something out of place for this environment. And I start getting all riled up when I think, I have a college degree for Pete's sake. A monkey could do my job. Well, a particularly smart and friendly monkey with a zest for coffee and a flair for the written word. I'll leave you now with these compelling questions: Will I get a good review? Will I be replaced by a monkey? And will my head ever feel normal again?   ¶ 9:56 AM