I mentioned pecans and cilantro.
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
For the record, I am officially at the end of my rope at work. If I could just walk out of here tonight with a simple "Fuck you, I quit" resignation Post-It I would have twenty minutes ago.
That sucks, Dylan. If we had that pneumatic tube system in place I'd shoot you a gin and tonic.
I completely forgot short hair. Damn.
I wonder if discussion of the survey could figure into vw's research.
I already forgot what I added to vw's survey. How wrong is that! It must be Friday.
I had ice cream for lunch and just went to the library and borrowed a novel with no redeeming value.
This is just perfect, Sparky. I hope it helped. I'm tempted to do the same, substituting dinner for lunch, but I'm not quite miserable enough to have a good excuse, which is a good thing.
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That occurred to me after I posted. We should probably get a reading from vw.
I completely forgot short hair. Damn.
I have no clue why I read short hair as hair shirt.
Hmm.
I think I'm finally done with my contract. I have no work left to do.
Time to actually crack open and update my resume, and try to avoid thinking too hard about the fact that people are now graduating from high school with skillz as mad as those I have gained from all my years in tech, thus deflating the value of my only actual job-type talent.
Which wouldn't be as big a deal if I didn't have to figure childcare and commute expenses into it, making the bare minimum hourly wage I can afford to take higher than most places will offer.
Fuck. Maybe I should just take a part-time evening and weekend job jerking coffee at Starbucks or something. If I can find one.
Fuck. Maybe I should just take a part-time evening and weekend job jerking coffee at Starbucks or something. If I can find one.
I've seriously considered this, though I'm daunted by the thought of what it'd do to my marriage to essentially be tag-team parents (with inevitable fights as I fretted over Dylan getting home in time for me to get to my job), maybe if we're lucky managing to watch TDS together every evening.
I know my parents managed it (my mother worked nights when my sister was a baby), but they are freaks and weirdos and DAMN, it would suck so much.
Not to mention what it would do to that thing I laughingly call a career. We'll see how the job hunt goes, I guess. Finding an infant room that one of us can make it to mornings and evenings and that we can also afford is going to be rough, and it doesn't look like in-home care in Seattle is affordable until you have multiple children.
Time to email my old team and see if they'll be getting headcount opening up for a contract person soon.
It'd really be nice to have the job I'm interviewing for next week work out, even though I wish it were on campus instead of over by Seattle Center. I'm sick of searching, and I'm about to lose my easy interview babysitting for a good while once my neighbor has her new baby.
I have a first choice center just a few blocks from my house that's on the reasonable end of the fee scale, but it'd be completely impractical for y'all.