Grr. Some people make me judgmental and impatient. There are only so many times I can present someone with a multiple choice question...the very same multiple choice question...and have it handed back with "Dunno...you pick?" before I have an aneurysm.
I have very little sympathy for people I fluster, but still. Deadlines, people, deadlines. Large and implacable deadlines.
Here someone is alleging that:
If random blogs making allegations are proof, then nothing I can say will be remotely of interest. I tried to explain what happened because this is the kind of thing I learn for a living. I won't post about it anymore.
Timelies all!
My folks are here this weekend, attending a wedding.(The wedding is tomorrow night, and G and I aren't invited. That's ok by us) Both cats have hidden themselves away. I expected that of Luna, but I thought Nova was a more sociable cat than that.
If random blogs making allegations are proof, then nothing I can say will be remotely of interest.
Yeah, I found that after two minutes of googling (am supposed to be working).
eta: although my second post was about a random book, not a random blog.
No, bon bon! We actually need somebody who knows something about this for balance! But, you know, it would be a bit of a busman's holiday for you, so maybe you need to discuss fluffy puppies and hairstyles instead?
Bon, I really appreciate hearing from someone who really knows about this stuff, but also what Theo said about fluffy puppies.
Sorry, not flouncing, and I'm in a heightened state of argument because I'm drafting motions for summary judgment at work about similar things. But agreed, I should just stick to puppies and leave the passion for the paying clients.
Anyone get the WSJ online? Can someone email me this article? Wall Street Wizardry Amplified Credit Crisis
Sometimes I just love the internet. To wit, this question and answer on the Manolo shoe blog: [link] (the page address will give you the sense of it)
I'm in a heightened state of argument because I'm drafting motions for summary judgment at work about similar things.
On the way to her birthday party last night, my friend was giving me the rundown on people who would be there who I wouldn't know. She started off telling me one was "kind of intense," and then went on to say she's a litigator in the Brooklyn DA's office. Um, you think?