You got fired, and you still hang around here like a big loser. Why can't he?

Cordelia ,'Chosen'


The Crying of Natter 49  

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.


Jesse - Jan 12, 2007 9:08:34 am PST #2338 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

It's a soft comfort food issue.

I guess... it's just so oven-inefficient!


sarameg - Jan 12, 2007 9:09:01 am PST #2339 of 10001

She's aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive!!!!


shrift - Jan 12, 2007 9:10:47 am PST #2340 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I literally cannot remember the last time I ate lunch during a workday somewhere else than my desk.

No wonder you keep getting cancer!


bon bon - Jan 12, 2007 9:11:21 am PST #2341 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I know, desk cancer!


DavidS - Jan 12, 2007 9:13:18 am PST #2342 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I know, desk cancer!

You oughta get that desk removed.


Liese S. - Jan 12, 2007 9:31:40 am PST #2343 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

I was going to make garlic mashed potatoes with my meatloaf, but I didn't have any whipping cream. (NO, I can't make mashed potatoes without whipping cream. And then I have whipping cream, so I have to bake a pie.) Thus the garlic yogurt pasta.

But I bake my mashed potatoes. So I use the oven. I just also use the stovetop.


Kalshane - Jan 12, 2007 9:32:47 am PST #2344 of 10001
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why? Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.

Once you soldier your way through their questions, and ask if you have any questions for them, I've had good experiences with "What are the major challenges I'll face working here?" and "What is your favorite part of working here?"

Those are good ones. I'll add them to the list.

So, apparently placement agencies are chomping at the bit to work with me, even if companies aren't. I just got a message from another one while I was in the shower. I tried calling back and got voicemail. Oh well, something to worry about another day. I left a message and told them to contact me next week, as I will be away from the phone the rest of the day. Still, it's a nice little ego boost.

I'm definitely some form of ill (need to make sure I medicate before I leave for the interview), but I'll chalk most of the ook up to nerves at the moment.

Thanks for being supportive, guys. I really appreciate it.

And I'm off.


DavidS - Jan 12, 2007 9:35:45 am PST #2345 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

NO, I can't make mashed potatoes without whipping cream.

Yeah, you can. More. Butter.

Or yogurt. Or sour cream. Dairy it up!


beth b - Jan 12, 2007 9:37:48 am PST #2346 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I just wish I knew how much of me feeling ill was nerves, and how much was actually illness

I found job hunting was much more tireing than actual work, There is a huge amount of effort in trying to show yourself at your best - even if all you were doing was looking at on line ads. EVen to get my new job ( which starts on the 30th) - which I sort of applied for on a whim - was hard. I didn't really care if I didn't get the job - my field is pretty competative in this area - and I am happy with my current (soon to be ex) job. But before every interview there was a lot of that 'isn't this a waste of time and wouldn't staying home be better....' feeling. So I am guessing you'll feel better after the interview - or at least will feel better the next day.

I also find I do better if I'm not sure I wan the job. My brain works smarter and I remember that part of what I want is a job that suits me. I got better at saying my current job is boring and I could be doing more, but I am in a tiny little box and they won't let me out, without actually insulting my current job.


Allyson - Jan 12, 2007 9:41:20 am PST #2347 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

I had the weirdest dream last night that Burrell had another baby, and I kidnapped it and put it in a crumpled Rite-Aid bag, but then I freaked out and returned the baby, but Burrell found out it was me because I left a receipt in the Rite-Aid bag.

In my dreams, I am an evil kidnapper! The fuck!