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I am missing my white bra. I think someone at the hospital took it.

I think someone at the hospital took it.

Fucking bra-thieving bastards!

I bet somebody is wearing it on their head right now and dancing the hokey pokey to mock you.

snerk

Today, Hec amuses me.

I had trouble getting in. The netnanny software kept saying "Short Hair Porn Sites".

The netnanny software kept saying "Short Hair Porn Sites".

Oops! That's possible I guess. I wonder if it's the "Worship" part.

I wonder if it's the "Worship" part.

t laughing forEVER and EVER....

Skipping shamelessly and pleading forgiveness due to having contracted the 'high fever flu' notorized in the Washington Post as having felled the UofMD women's basketball team...but how the hell did I get it! My hookshot is for shit. But having a 102 degree fever for 36 hours straight? That will put hair on your chest. Or kill off necessary portions of the neurolandscape...or something...wah.

And, despite realizing that one should not make decisions or declarations when not actually feeling alive, I'm writing a letter to Fella expressing some concerns and I need a different way to say "I think you are a cheap...CHEAP person, and even I, who have bad debt, have a healthier relationship with money and it bugs me that you need credit for every penny you spend despite the fact that I feed you constantly because I can't really afford to eat out all the time and that means I end up paying MORE even though you probably make 3 times what I do."

Plus, "You are too submissive and even though I know that seems 'polite' it also comes across as passive aggressive and since that is a personality trait one probably isn't going to change anytime soon...maybe we should reconsider this whole thing."

You all are the best wordsmiths I know. Any advice?

I think my interview went well. I felt as if I'd been pretty shiny. It was scheduled from 1:30 - 2:30, but I didn't end up leaving until well after four. It was raining so hard I got totally soaked walking a block to BART and arrived home exhausted beyond all expectations. So I had something to eat and curled up on the couch with the fuzzy kitty to watch a couple episodes of Robot Chicken.

I talked to seven different people, but thankfully, in sequence rather than all at once in a dread panel-style interview. And they didn't even ask those horrible unanswerable questions about Why Do You Want To Work Here or How Did You Resolve The Worst Thing Ever? No, they wanted to know how my background suited me for their stated expectations. Stellar!

Now I have to write seven different Thank You For Your Time And Consideration letters. It is proving difficult to customize them.

Beej honey, really.

Wait 'til the fever has been gone for 24 or 48 hours. I just KNOW everyone is horrible and mean when I have a fever or some sort of infection, and then I feel better, and they're not so bad.

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Yay, KB!