OMG, those would be so awesome at a Poison concert!!!

Yesterday, he got a box purporting to be the replacement. BUT! It isn't. It was a box full of logo shirts, a gps receiver, logo pens, a fleece, and all sorts of other stuff from the parent company. And a sympathy card. It's all labelled "HAZARD PAY."

That's great, sara.

Dear Loward, askye, those boots are rancidly vile.

From shrift's links, the "I'm" boots would actually be okay if it weren't for the big honking fugly medallions on the ankles, and (I feel dirty saying this about Irregular Choice footwear) the "dying" boots might be genuinely cute if they came in black (though, of course, being Irregular Choice, they frustrate every possibility of cuteitude and come only in that hideous decaying turquoise/lime puke, so oh well).

Yay Nilly! Congratulations to your friend and her family!

Um...

Went to my Dr. appointment. The first train broke down. Was late. Except it turns out my appointment was tomorrow, not today. (They switched around my last few appointments, so I must have looked at old notes.) Took a train back to Evanston, which was delayed due to switching problems. So I've spent the last three hours on five trains and a bus.

But I feel more silly (for going on the wrong day) than pissed off/annoyed etc. I just told myself that "sometimes these things happen" and that sometimes you just gotta realize you have no control over train wonkiness....

The second pair look like part of a uniform from a bad sci fi movie.

It's not a bad movie if it has Ming the Merciless in it!

"I'm" boots would actually be okay if it weren't for the big honking fugly medallions on the ankles

I believe my reaction was, "I can't believe you did something like that to perfectly good shoes."

being Irregular Choice, they frustrate every possibility of cuteitude and come only in that hideous decaying turquoise/lime puke, so oh well

I know exactly what you mean. I would wear these if they didn't have spats, green metallic snake leather and all!

Irregular Choice is what you would find on your feet if you dropped acid while inside the Dalí museum in Figueres.

Just had a sort-of review with my supervisor as he was explaining the new bonus setup, on the lines of "You're more than meeting that goal, so that's OK." Last night as I was leaving, the head of the department stopped me in the hall to complement me on my work. Trying to be modest, I said, "It's my job." He muttered, "I wish everyone thought that way." I found out today that yesterday someone got fired, someone I wasn't at all surprised to hear had gotten fired. He has offthewall ideas on how to fix things and would take long treks through Windows when it was one setting in our program.

The thing is, I don't feel I work that hard--witness me being here right now. How bad of slackers are my co-workers, that I'm getting all this praise?

Love the hazard pay story. It's nice to know some companies have actual humans working in them.

Boots cracked me up. Funny thing is that I found myself attaching the names "Lindsay," "Jessica," "Britney," and "Paris" to individual pairs.

I stood in line behind a woman wearing these boots. [link]

I think I've found something worse than legwarmers.

I'd wear these [link] if they didn't have that weird bow.

Funny thing is that I found myself attaching the names "Lindsay," "Jessica," "Britney," and "Paris" to individual pairs.

Wrod.