Aimée, I love that. It's been circulating in the rescue community for years, but it always makes me laugh.
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.
Oy. Work craziness. But not as much as you have, Jesse. Go drink.
I haven't eaten popcorn in years, sadly. I'm not sure how it changed or why, but as soon as most people think it's done I think it's pain.
It's been circulating in the rescue community for years, but it always makes me laugh.
Yeah, I remember that one from back in usenet days, but it's been a while since I've seen it. Still cracks my shit up.
(eta: and now I'm wondering if the names have been changed for more up-to-date baby-naming trends. And I'm so not doing that bit of hunting right now.)
I'm getting my hair cut by the OTS right now, AIFG!
That rescue listing cracks me the heck up.
Jesse, I'm sorry you're having a rough day.
Allyson, i love internet drama as much as the next person, but definitely step away from the crazy. i think maybe he wants to make f_w.
hee! i love the craigslist ad. people are funnee.
IOMeMeMeN, i'm so pissed. i went to the doctor on the 3rd because i was running a low grade fever on and off, my ears were hurting andjust generally felt crappy. i finished up the antibiotic on monday, but my ears are still hurting and i now have the added bonus of dizzy spells. so i called the doctor this morning at 8 am to get them to call me something else in. called at 2, doctor still hadn't gotten around to me. called at 4, still hasn't gotten around to me. i left them my pharmacy's #s so they wouldn't have to call me and get it to go any further. that way i could hopefully pick it up on my way home from work. got a call back at 4:30 or so from the nurse saying the doctor wants me to come in for another check-up. i called BS and said an ear infection is an ear infection and the other dr had told me to just call back if the first antibiotic didn't do the trick. she says she'll talk to the doctor. five minutes later, she calls back again and says he's firm in wanting me to come back in. i then did a dramatic flounce and told her i'd be finding a new dr because having me come in and pay another co-pay was shady and all he was going to do was look in my ears and tell me i have an ear infection and prescribe me an antibiotic.
gah! HATE!! it's okay though. the guy i usually saw at that office has moved recently and i'll just follow him.
At my last gig there was a trash can right by the door to the restroom to serve the people that didn't want to touch the handle. They could just throw away their protective paper towel right there, instead of carrying it to their desk.
Just saw a guy come out of the men's room here with the protective paper and then use it to open the door to the lobby. Which makes me think that either he's crazy or I am, because I've certainly not been considering it a germ fest above and beyond any other non-restroom door.
I tried to see if he used it on his next door, but I'm just not that slick.
Aimee, I think that is the funniest thing I have seen in FOREVER. I can't stop laughing!
What made me laugh even more was the person that posted in response to it "What the hell is this? Is this a joke? This is why I don't post here anymore. You people are crazy!"
I would think that was funny but it reminds me of a list that I got off of because of the crazy pet people. Someone posted that they were giving away their pet because the pet was hostile to the new baby. It was immediately followed by a barrage of posts saying things like 'what if you have a second child and the first child does like him? Are you going to get rid of the child?"
tiggy, I hate doctor's front desks myself. I hope following your guy is simple and stress-free.
I don't know what the fuck was going on today, but I do think I was overreacting. I would say it was hormones, if that made any sense, but it doesn't. I'm just going to call it A Day.
Then I came home, and was vacuuming, and I don't know if I bought the wrong bag, or installed it wrong, or what, but the bag exploded in the middle of my living room -- not because it was full. Of course, I didn't have another bag, but I did have duct tape, so I taped the bag shut again and re-vacuumed. Good times.
I don't even have a drink! But I do have snacks for dinner, so that's something.
paperdol, [link] It relates to the "The Internets Want Your Daughters" chapter.
Edit: It's from a blogger's perspective. I like this though:
"We talk back. More importantly, kids these days are growing up assuming that talking back is part of the process, which means that the power of those who dispense information from on high and don’t really want to hear the recipients dish back is really going to be threatened as kids start growing up and obtaining power. I don’t think it’s a conspiracy against the internet or anything, but since the mainstream media is so wary of the internet, they’re chomping at the bit to promote their own image of it as a place where the rabble runs around molesting kids and forgetting to shower, because they don’t want to face up to the fact that it could in fact be something much scarier to them, a place where the people are sharing with each other, sharpening their critical thinking skills, and directly threatening an establishment that would prefer us to be separated from each other and passive recipients of information."