Speaking of, I have a lovely black velvet kinda fluffy (in a hippie way) skirt. You should give me an excuse to wear it.
Tuesday? Tuesday would be a good excuse to wear it.
I meant it an a perfectly INNOCENT way.
There is nothing perfect about innocence, it is deeply flawed...
Or a perfectly innocent Way, if you'd rather.
*sigh* There is no innocent Way. Bless them for that.
This leads me to a strange place in my brain where me and MCR have a tea party with cupcakes and vampire movies. A happy place, don't get me wrong, but still a strange place.
I kinda assume this happens. Daily.
And I get to observe. In pink, polka dottedly yoga pants.
The legless lizards mentioned upthread are SO CUTE.
I. No. Longer. Know. You.
Tuesday? Tuesday would be a good excuse to wear it.
That is both six days away and I would have to remember how to find the dry cleaners. Unacceptable.
And sometimes even when you don't....
WHY is it so funny to watch a turtle freak out a cat?
I'm like the opposite of an Ancient Roman -- I like to watch animals that can possibly hurt each other go at it.
I kinda assume this happens. Daily.
Don't I wish. It would make the work day a lot more interesting.
There is no innocent Way. Bless them for that.
It's true. There is only the Other Way.
Mikey Way puts his cat in HOODIES.
The Other Way is awesome.
Never knew you were such a fan of anal, Plei. Cool.
Has anyone here been through any type of career counseling?
I've noticed that I havent had a stomach ache, acid reflux, or that feeling that I'm about to throw up at any second, since I've been home.
My conclusion is that white hot job rage is causing me severe stress. I'm 34, I can't start some sort of internship position...and I have no idea what to do, what I'd be happy doing. Or at least, less miserable doing.
I seriously think I need to actually sit down with someone and make a list of shit I can do, shit that I believe I would be doing in one of the circles of hell, and what my skills are worth.
I often think I have no skills, which isn't actually the case.
Where can I go to get some sort of career counseling that doesn't involve a fucking typing test?
I mean, if I wrote a book, I don't need to take a typing test, right?
Allyson, all I can say is be wary. A friend of our paid something like $5K to a place that promised him career counseling and placement. He never did find a new job. He totally got taken in--and he's a pretty smart guy.