For the sake of my remembering any of them, I must insist that at least two of you move your birthdays to a less crowded month.

Also, I have the Father's Day thing working out for me this year.

Can I volunteer for next year instead?

Random Futurama quote:

Pathetic human race. Arranging their knowledge by category just made it easier to absorb. Dewey, you fool! Your decimal system has played right into my hands.

I'm so bad. I've been given access to pore through a former executive's e-mails to look for important documents, and it's generally a mess and horribly organized, but I keep stumbling across these personal e-mails to women he met off Match.com and shit, and I can't help reading them. They're there ! I'm a bad person.

Well, you're not incredibly nice for doing it, but on the other hand he really shouldn't have been using his work email for that stuff. I have a shitload of person email on my work address, and if other people need something important I know damn well they may end up reading the personal stuff, and even though I don't like that I figure, human curiosity being what it is, I really don't have anyone to blame but myself if they do so.

From Jen's link:

The procedure can be a little uncomfortable for some women.

From the one woman I've heard who had it done, they misspelled "FUCKING HURTS LIKE MOTHER FUCKING HELL."

One of my triage nurses in the OB dept. when I had Olivia nearly got decked, partly because of her hellishly indifferent attitude towards me and my own awareness of how my labor was progressing--she wanted to send me home when I was in heavy labor and partly because of the exam she gave me.

I had to do that with the email of a guy I couldn't stand. He had a really messy break-up and then divorce...

I think I was posting bits here, actually. Especially the petty bits where he was a whiny little bitch about a set of dishes was worth $60.

I didn't really feel too bad about it either. I was more frustrated that I couldn't find the work stuff that I was also looking for at the time.

Hey, guys! *cough*

I wanna know which one of you SF2F beeyotches gave me the Ick when I haven't even snogged anyone in weeks! Huh? I'ma gunnin' for ya! *cough snurffle HWOCK*

Ok, gunnin' from bed with iced tea for my swirly innards, ouchy throat and sunburned shoulders.

Did I mention...last day of MOTHERFUCKIN' SCHOOL today!

I survived my first year teaching high school! And have a contract to go back and do it all over again...in 2 1/2 months!

Woo and hoo.

Well, you're not incredibly nice for doing it, but on the other hand he really shouldn't have been using his work email for that stuff. I have a shitload of person email on my work address, and if other people need something important I know damn well they may end up reading the personal stuff, and even though I don't like that I figure, human curiosity being what it is, I really don't have anyone to blame but myself if they do so.

I know! I'm all...why was he using his work e-mail for this stuff?

I didn't really feel too bad about it either.

That's because you're a pretty girl with a wicked smile on.

Congrats, Erin!

Dear Boss,

Some days, I would rather pull my own intestines out of my ass with a red hot poker than work for you one. more. day.

Love, Aims

last day of MOTHERFUCKIN' SCHOOL today!

Well. I can see where one might not want to attend classes there, if that's the curricula.