Cornholing with alcohol (oh, feel free to quote me without greater context--my purity will shine through) is a great way to break the ice, since you're compelled to make every single vaguely relevant dirty joke.

What does it mean though-- I'm thinking it can't be what I am envisioning, because that would hurt like hell.

eta: If I were home, I would google it, but I'm at work, and it turns out I still have some semblance of work appropriateness left, which is just weird.

Oh, as usual, dear.

I know we say that a lot, but it seems especially appropriate right now.

Omnis, possibly, but I know we have plans Saturday and I think we may have plans Sunday as well.

Coffee:

Lee, here's the worksafe wikipedia on cornholing (the game): Cornhole (game).

And...oh dear Gods...another worksafe but really funny if one is 12 (which I am) website: The American Cornhole Association. Their motto? "Make Cornhole America's Game." Can't. Stop. Giggling.

( not American Bunghole, you cornholing types).

::is mildly disappointed in Raq::

Let us not forget Beavis' caffeine deranged alter ego Cornholio.

HE NEEDS TP FOR HIS BUNGHOLE!!

umm, sorry. inadvertent Beavis attack.

Oh, see, I was assuming there was some drinking activity called cornholing, rather than playing Cornhole while drinking.

I is dumb.

A little something I threw together today: [link]

HE NEEDS TP FOR HIS BUNGHOLE!!

I have been waiting for hours for someone to post that.

Wow, vw. You're a quilting machine!

Well I had a shitty day. Then it started to get better when I went to get my comics and then went down hill.

I have to stop talking to R because he says things that aren't very nice and teases me in a way that's not friendly. But then he thinks I'm critical of everything and play the devil's advocate.

Like today, he asked about work and I said that I was thinking about getting another job because I'm unhappy and bored with mine and he went on about how I was spoiled and whiny and it was a job and I should suck it up because I wasn't going to get paid the same (granted I make $13.50/hour and I realize that I'll probably take a hit no matter what I end up doing) and I should be grateful for what I have. And I went back with, I'm unhappy and not doing a good job and I want something different.

Then it turned into this rant about how everyone is unhappy at their jobs, no one likes going to work, no one loves what they do for a living, everyone is miserable at their jobs. And when I said, "well I know people who really like their job or do what they love" I got hit with "You just like to argue for arguements sake".

I asked him, is this what you want to do with your life, work here? And he tells me he doesn't have a choice, this is all that's open to him, "it's the new discrimination" he says that he has a misdemeanor which has kept him from getting jobs, and throws out the total b.s. line of how it's "security discrimination" and if he was black or a woman he'd have to be hired because he could sue, but this he can't do anything about. He can't get any kind of decent job anywhere. Ever. So all he can do is barely get by to pay his bills.

It was just frustrating and I don't want to be acquaintances with him because it's always kinda negative.

But then I got home and saw VW's beautiful quilt and that's a nice pick me up!