Yeah, I caught myself before I fell. But it's still annoying, as I was watching the sidewalk carefully looking for ice and I still slipped on a patch I didn't see.

This happened to me the other night. We were making our way to the Walgreen's for some Ben & Jerry's ($2 pints!) and looking so hard and walking so carefully and I still totally fell on my ass. I didn't hurt myself though... I credit that to the couple of beers I'd had previously relaxing me!

I asked to quit the survey and get taken off the call list. I hope I was nice about it.

Good for you Sox. If it isn't a pleasant experience, why do it? I'm generally pretty charitable around surveys...mostly because I would not want that job...but sometimes it just isn't worth it.

Also, fuck Burger King.

such a sad sentence.

I got into an argument with the last phone survey person that called me. It was a post-signup T Mobile satisfaction survey and it was by far the worst part of signing up.

She insisted I give her an answer for a question that didn't apply--it was about the selection of phones available. Since I already had a phone, it was totally moot. But she didn't seem willing to skip the question without making me choose. I told her I'd have to hang up otherwise, and she somehow made it past. I don't know if the woman who'd helped me ended up dinged or praised, but I was so stuck in the principle of the whole thing I couldn't back out.

Freakish dolls: [link]

A blog describes my favorite part:

As for…that's not right that's not even wrong, we point you to her gallery as well for the "Captured and Studied" line of fairy dolls. If they're not cute and under bell jars, they're cute and mounted on a board like a moth. Definitely not Thespia-friendly. You've been warned.

Really. Dolls of tiny fairies about to expire under bell jars - what's not to love?

eta: Her blood-covered Carrie doll: [link]

I've had the day off. It started out badly. I was rushing to do an errand so I could relax for the rest of the day, but I got on the right bus going in the wrong direction. I took it as a sign to start the day over again, got off by my local supermarket, went home, showered, and went back out again and had a better result to the rest of the day. Now, yoga and then back home to cook up a storm.

I know it's not for sale, but I still believe that Matt needs this doll. Just because.

I know it's not for sale, but I still believe that Matt needs this doll. Just because.

I was gonna post that (and I thought of Matt too). Complete with garden gnome!

Those dolls are fantastic!

One of them (two of them?) is a set of conjoined twins commissioned by the Tyra Banks show. That's sort of awesome and, huh?, at the same time.

I told her I'd have to hang up otherwise, and she somehow made it past.

I love this and plan to use it.

My neighbor's daughter did this for a while, so unless the person is downright rude, I am always trying to be nice. Sometimes it's interesting. My peeve comes when I give an answer and it is not satisfactory. Or they will not let me say no to something that I do not wish to answer. My brain goes: "hey! You called Me!" and I look for ways to end the call. I know they have options on their scripts. And I know that some people are very cruel to them. But leave me my freedom of choice while I help you build your brand, k? My information is still (mostly - at least in my head) mine to decide what to do with.

The one time I got frustrated was after the fourth call from a market research company asking for medical information on Iris for a government immunization survey. We do immunize, but they wanted particularly specific intel, and I told them that I had no way to verify they were doing this for the CDC, or even who they were - they couldn't believe I was questioning the source of the survey.