Daphne's Adventures

I'm unassigned for a few days this week. I can't recall ever being unassigned at work since my staff year four years ago. I guess it shouldn't come as a surprise, given the economic turmoil, but honestly, it IS a surprise to me. And it's frustrating. I hope this isn't sounding like complaining, because I thank God every day I still have a job. I just dislike that everyone is on pins and needles right now, wondering who is going to get cut soon. If the firm is smart, they will cut people based on performance, not recent chargeable hours. Because believe me, I've been begging for work to do. Yes, begging. Even begging people in the LA office for work. And apparently I'm not the only one. We have so many people wandering around the office unassigned, trying to beat their high score on minesweeper. So basically I have to get in line.

Then there was that talk I had this morning with HR re: my possible transfer to Sydney. This is the response I got. "I contacted someone from that office and she said they're going through the same thing as we are, so I'm not too optimistic about getting a transfer soon."

Well spit. Now what do I do? I really really don't want to have to move to a new country AND get a new job outside the firm. That's too much change for me to handle. I'm not ready to leave, not when I'm this close to making manager. And I'm not a risk taker. My cousin recently moved to another state without having secured a job first. Thankfully she did find a job within a month, but man, talk about being ballsy. I can't see myself doing that.

So here I am, sitting in the office, doing my ethics exam. Another disappointing and frustrating task. It's a freakin take home exam, 50 multiple choice and I needed a 90% to pass. I just got an 82%. How lame is that? The worst part is that the results don't tell you which ones you got wrong, so what if I go back and change answers to questions that were already correct? Oh man.

That's it. Screw this worrying. I'm going to yoga.

Maybe it's been awhile since I've read Darkfever or the fact that I haven't read paranormal in awhile. Maybe I haven't read any reviews on this so I'm out of the loop. Because I just read Bloodfever and I'm so lost. Lost and confused and frustrated. What the heck is going on here?

I'm too lazy to look up the summaries on Darfever, but from my recollection, MacKayla went to Ireland to find clues about her sister's death. She meets some random guy Jericho who owns a bookstore but who also knows a ton about the Fae world. We don't know much about him and the guy barely talks. They're both looking for this Fae book that holds some kind of power. Mac runs into a death-by-sex fae while trying to escape these shadow things. Then she faces the Lord Master or whatever he's called at the end of the book, Jericho saves her, and that's where Darkfever ends. Right?

So now Bloodfever picks up right where DF left off. As far as I'm concerned, there wasn't much progress made since the last book. MacKayla is still wandering around looking for clues on her sister's death. Jericho won't tell her anything and she's still running away from shades and creepy Irish men. I'm sorry, I'm trying to get into this series, really I am. I just can't. It's moving so slooooow. I don't even really like Jericho much. Isn't there supposed to be some intense sexual build up between the two? I don't really see it. She's too young for him and he just does whatever he wants with her, making her go with him to shady auctions and tattooing her while she's unconscious.

Bleh, that's all I have to say. I'm not feeling it. Again, maybe it's just me. Does anyone else think I'm totally crazy and this book is super fabulous? I'd love to know.