Oy, it’s been a week, hasn’t it folks?
Here’s something that I heard today and it instantly transported me back to 1997.
Tell me about your day in the comments!
Oy, it’s been a week, hasn’t it folks?
Here’s something that I heard today and it instantly transported me back to 1997.
Tell me about your day in the comments!
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People are talking about side projects and blogs they keep up and I feel like “IhaveaplacewhereIsharemyopinionaboutbooks”?
Sometimes I wish that just your job would be enough.
I hate it when your job focuses on extracurricular activities. At my last job, in order to get my full raise, I had to do a bunch of bullshit. Committee work. Teach classes. Volunteer outside of the hospital, etc. I did all of these things, because I liked to do them, but still. My raise should be about my JOB, not about the extra shit I choose to do.
And if it isn’t your job making you feel this way, if it’s friends and/or acquaintances, than I say fuck ’em. Your job IS enough. And while I like to take on the occasional project, I also like to relax and there’s nothing wrong with that. :)
Ungh. That’s about as much as I can manage right now. I just had a clothes order delivered and I’d forgotten I’d even put the order in. The kiddo has his school uniform for next year, but ack, my brain needs a break, I think.
Is anyone here watching Hannibal? I’m becoming obsessed. I didn’t read any of the books, and I’ve only seen Silence of the Lambs (or Sleeping with the Sheep, as my friends and I called in in HS, since the movie came out the same weekend as mostly forgotten Sleeping with the Enemy.) So I’m somewhat new to the entire Hannibal Lector mythology.
Oh! Me! I haven’t seen tonight’s episode (I have to watch them the next day on Hulu). But I’ve really been enjoying this take on the novels. I read them a long time ago, but they’ve kind of stuck with. I’ve been pleasantly surprised with this take on the mythology and can’t wait to see what they do with it. :)
Everything Bryan Fuller touches is magic! Magic, I tell you. I’m so glad that Hannibal has continued this trend.
I love every single thing Fuller has done. Did you know he got his start as a fan of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine? He loved the show so much, he submitted a script, and it got picked up.
I think he’s my Hollywood soul mate.
Yessss every Saturday with boyfriend Freckle while we’re amused and confused and morbidly interested/disgusted.
But I haven’t watched last night’s yet. And I heard it was absolutely absolutely awesome.
In the Midst of 6 days in a row including a clopen tomorrow/saturday. needless to say its been a weird and stressful week.
I finally fixed my account and can comment! Turns out I’m not as smart as I think I am and sometimes, I just need to reset the damned password.
So, I started paralegal certification classes this month, I’m moving out of the six-bedroom house I’ve lived in for five and a half years (and I shared that with my fiancee and two roommates for four of those, now it’s just the two of us), and I’m planning the world’s tiniest wedding–for September. Know that feeling where you’re just so desperately overwhelmed that you refuse to acknowledge it for fear of breaking down? Yeah…
Welcome back! We missed you!
oh honey do I know that feeling! But you acknowledged it and are still okay! (unless you posted the comment then immediately started freaking out/crying, in which case it will still be okay…)
just do one piece at a time…
Passwords can be such pesky things. Welcome back. :)
And I feel you, about being overwhelmed. I’m also engaged and we recently just moved to a new city (only an hour away, but still) from our apt of 4.5 years. We lived with the in-laws for a couple of months, bought a house, moved again, and thank god I love my house because I never want to move again.
Point is, is you want to vent, we’re here to listen. And then there’s the popsicles. Rumor has it, they are excellent for this sort of thing. ;) Good luck!
I’ve sucked at life this week. I’m in a weird funk and can’t motivate myself to do shit.
I’m going to blame the humidity.
Ugh, the weird kinda random funks are the WORST! The humidity has to be the culprit, nobody was prepared for this level of grossness this early in the year. You should probably have a popsicle and read an awesome novel to take your mind off it.
There need to be more popsicles in life. period.
A popsicle and a book. That might be near perfect advice.
So I got my first entirely incomprehensible and creepy okcupid message last night!
I replied to this (and his subsequent reply) with “No. Go away.” After my second reply I blocked him.
“Girl you look like you should be on a card for magic the gathering. You’re kinda beastly and I want you destroy my penis.”
…I don’t understand your words, dude. Are these compliments? Are you doing that “negging” thing? WTF and WHY.
Ew ew ew ewwwwwwwww. Doesn’t he know this is third date material?
I kid, I kid. :) Seriously though, I hope your next message isn’t so icky.
Yeah, me too.
I have that predator detector doohickey installed, which is GREAT, but it slows the browser down a lot. So I don’t spend a lot of time just looking on okcupid. I’d be thrilled to have a decent first message from a smart, interesting dude who also doesn’t want kids (and, late 20s — lots of the guys in this age range are either already dads and want more, want to have kids soon, or have limited educational/professional goals). I want to get my masters’ at least, so dude who still lives with his parents, works part-time hours in a retail/food gig and *doesn’t want to do anything else with life* (that’s the biggest part) isn’t for me. And, well, I could reasonably date someone with partial custody of a kid, so long as I don’t become mommy — I definitely don’t want to have any of my own.
ALSO, I have food, I’m not homeless (or in immediate danger of homelessness), and I have soap/shampoo/toothpaste/toilet paper.
And a potential job (full-time, with the same place I’ve been temping).
I just need little things in my life to cooperate, like having money to pay my phone bill and shoes that I can wear to work that have arch support and aren’t falling apart (my sneakers’ soles are peeling off, and they’re a fancy brand — that means they’re old).
Isn’t it rough when life tries to play the “death of a thousand papercuts” game with you? I hope the little things start to fall into place with the big things for you soon!
I’m with you on the shoe problem. My sneakers that have lasted me a few years now are basically falling apart and my only other pair of shoes (black flats that I love) split open at the back. I know I have to go shoe shopping and could probably even afford two pairs–yay budgeting!–but I just LOATHE shoe shopping. I have The Curse of Wide Feet.
I still have my combat boots (ten years old!), but the arch support is gone and the set of insoles I use for them have been eaten by my feet. If I had useable insoles I’d just wear those (they have the added advantage of keeping my ankles steady, but they get hot).
Woah. WTF and WHY just about covers it. Also, WHO would this approach evereverever work for?
A few months back I had a guy message me with, “I want to make you cum tonight. Call me!” and ended the message with his phone number. I regretfully (air quotes on that ‘regretfully’) declined and asked if that approach at worked for him in the past. He told me (repeatedly) that it did and he ‘knew how to please a woman and would love to show [me]’.
Some men are fucking weird.
Points for the graceful exit! That was… bold of your paramour.
Most women I know don’t want a man so they can ‘cum’… if that’s all they want they can do it by themselves! What a charmer…