It's so horrible. And you know she's thinking "You might hate my dress, but I'm fucking Colin Firth and you're not."
Jayne ,'The Message'
Natter 59: Dominate Your Face!
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.
"You might hate my dress, but I'm fucking Colin Firth and you're not."
And she wins.
::is silent::
::is paying my bills?::
I think my Apple TV just died and I can't justify replacing it. I can't bend my left knee past close to 90 degrees and I can't straighten it. I have a migraine and I can't take the anger-making meds again because I can't feel that way again soon without a complete meltdown.
No, I didn't get laid off and my company isn't fucking with me (though I do have a co-worker who's unintentionally making it look, again, like I'm messing up), but I don't like today, and I'd really like the weekend I never got.
Okay. I forgot that I updated my resume to apply for that Playboy job, so I actually don't have to update it unless I need to tweak it for various positions.
I am still getting the bonus for which I have been writing all the technical documentation, and that probably will be much more than any severance they might have offered. So there's that.
I already have a line on a few positions at a university thanks to roommate, and I need to call a guy at 5.
Also, there are open positions at Google. We shall see.
Like, Google right here? Go Google, choose Google!
Mrs. Firth totally wins, yellow sequin PacMan boobie-eating sack dress and all. Look how pleased he looks to be in her company, even in that horrid outfit!
Sox, I am so sorry. Those people sound six steps past crazymaking.
And {{{Sue and Pico}}}
shrift, may your next job be with people who wouldn't even think of putting you in the basement!
Like, Google right here?
Google in Chicago Google. I can't afford to move right now, you guys!
Shrift, do you do database stuff? One of my friends' companies is looking for some sort of database person. He's so desperate that the asked me if I knew anyone at State who could get someone a visa.
Well, phooey. However, if it's anything like Google out this way, at least it's a place that treats its employees decently and never houses anyone in a basement with booby-trapped and deceased refrigerators and fritzy elevators and...I can't even remember half the bogglingly awful shit you had to put up with at this job from hell, but now I'm hating them all over again.