Ouch. Much job~ma, Lyra Jane.
'War Stories'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Ow, Sorry LJ. Sending you lotsa job-ma.
Ouch, LJ. Irony stings. I hope you land right on your feet.
Just had an In'N'Out burger. Their fries are weird. But I'm still going to eat them.
I love In'N'Out fries. Though we used to go to In'N'Out for burgers and E-Z-Out for fries, back in the day. But that hand operated machine that turns potatoes into uncooked french fries is truly a thing of beauty.
Now, I wish I'd have fries at lunch.
Much job-ma to Lyra Jane.
Are there potatoes in these fries? They're weirdly airy.
Thanks for the good wishes, everyone.
Irony stings. I hope you land right on your feet.
It does, and I hope that too.
The only good thing is that I've been through this fairly recently.
I'm going to need to try to network. I hate networking.
So I'm in training this week. Everyone went out for lunch, but I brought mine back to eat at my station. Another co-worker came back, and now he's trying to sleep. Which is just weird. I mean, I like sleep, but not at work, while other people are around, and potentially typing about me on the 'net. And he's right in my line of vision, too.
I'm sorry. Good luck with the job hunt, LJ. I know not of things DC, alas.
Damn, Lyra Jane. Much job~ma to you. If there's anything I can do, let me know.