a note from your mother...

[thanate]

So as usual the work schedule around here is fluctuating wildly (which I guess is ok, as in this case it's towards more work and here I am trying to save much money for potential library school-or-something, though occasional days off are nice too) and I may be spending the next two days colating binders of pictures for the next project, which begins on Tuesday...

We get to spend possibly as much as a month wandering around St Mary's Cemetery photographing & recording the condition of grave markers, to determine whether they've been damaged by the Wilson Bridge construction. And apparently there is a school sufficiently nearby that they don't want unlabled people wandering around the graveyard without notes from their mothers (Steve and I pointed out that we *could* get notes from our mothers, if necessary...) and so we have to get official badges with our pictures on them to prove we're in some way genuine. I suggested that we all dress up in black and gothy make-up instead. That would make the school people happy, right?

But I mean, they're going to pay me to hang out in a cemetery. hee hee. :) ok, back to cataloging all the nails in the world...

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[ssdevilducky.livejournal.com]

Congrads, getting paid to explore a cemetary, talk about a dream job.

[thanate.livejournal.com]

Actually, it's going to get very boring after about the first week. This is survey-in-detail, counting chips on headstones to see if there is more damage than was recorded two years ago. Two thousand stones (or so) and lots and lots of paperwork. But it sounds good...

[ssdevilducky.livejournal.com]

Well while you're in Old Town, go check out the archeology part of the Torpedo factory, you might like it.