I called HR convinced they would tell me they couldn't do anything, but the guy said he could talk to somebody, so my fingers have spontaneously crossed themselves. It's hard to type this way, but hey.
Buffy: How was school today? Dawn: The usual. A big square building filled with boredom and despair.
Buffy: Just how I remember it.
'The Killer In Me'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
Theodosia - Aug 03, 2007 11:36:29 am PDT #2268 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
shrift - Aug 03, 2007 11:38:23 am PDT #2269 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
They finally left. Sweet zombie Jesus, I was ready to scale the cubicle walls and beat them all to death with the electric stapler.
sarameg - Aug 03, 2007 11:38:49 am PDT #2270 of 10001
AND FUCK. I just found a huge stupid typo and it's too late.
Goddamnit to hell.
Not a dealbreaker, just an -ing that should've been an -ed. I was just blind to it.
At least the end is in sight.
meara - Aug 03, 2007 11:38:58 am PDT #2271 of 10001
"I am a quick and independent learner"?
Cashmere - Aug 03, 2007 11:39:00 am PDT #2272 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Judge Pants deserves to be unemployed.
I skimmed the cake talk. I love Ace of Cakes, even though I couldn't afford to buy one.
I'm dying for cake. Or cupcakes. Or maybe a brownie.
§ ita § - Aug 03, 2007 11:39:40 am PDT #2273 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Judge Pants is pants. Doofus.
juliana - Aug 03, 2007 11:40:21 am PDT #2274 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
I was ready to scale the cubicle walls and beat them all to death with the electric stapler.
So... we're casting shrift as Milton, then?
sarameg - Aug 03, 2007 11:45:01 am PDT #2275 of 10001
I'm so freaking embarrassed.
§ ita § - Aug 03, 2007 11:45:24 am PDT #2276 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I used to pay my rent with the idea of a paperless office. Step out of the content management arena, and I'm drowning in paper.
I'm trying not to be--I have dual monitors, and I nicked a bigger secondary one for just that reason--I can have three apps visible at once.
I get printouts left at my desk by people who also emailed the link to the soft copy. I'm a slut for copying pasting. Paper, not so good.
I'm sorry about global warming. It seems to be my fault.
I'm finding I'm not as tempted by the cupcake talk as normal. Which is weird. Lunch was half a black bean panini and a pluot. Like, no animal died for the privilege of nourishing me.
Even more scarily, I think that today's Knott's Berry Farm cookies will be skipped in order to finish some fruit salad.
sara, random stuff happens. Just breathe.
sarameg - Aug 03, 2007 11:47:34 am PDT #2277 of 10001
The lovely part is that there is a chance I could correct it.
Except it doesn't recognize my password.
Figures.