dear people: I understand completely that you want to have conversations that others are not privy to, and I am completely fine with that. Heck, I'm happy about it, since I am trying to work and, to be perfectly honest, you are talking about things I have absolutely no interest in.
However, surely there is a better place to have those conversations than directly outside my open office door.
Also, you aren't as good at whispering as you think you are.
Ha. That's great. I am so glad to be out of an office because of my mad eavesdropping skills. I don't mean to hear what you think you're saying privately. It's just that you're Right There and I have ears.
Working out of the house, so not an issue.
But this is why you folks get hummingbird updates. It should morph into songbird updates once we get into fall, here. Heh. But really, there's very very little else going on here, other than, you know, actual work.
I keep forgetting to bring my headphones. I need to fix that.
Hilarious and disturbing photoshop. [link]
(SFW)
(sigh)
Communications difficulties throwing red-hot knives into a new friendship. Not helping: current state-of-the-StuntHusband, and craziness at work (see: Gaming thread re: "Drawn: the Painted Tower").
I'm feeling my instinctive, unhelpful urge to find a big rock and crawl under it/let it fall on my head/use it to seal up the cave behind me.
Does anyone know where to find cool, cheap license plate frames?
Will Work For Bandwidth: [link] $5
Pastafarian: [link] $15
How's this for awkward? I go to Olivia's preschool class parent meeting and run smack into the woman that DH had to fire from her job not too long ago. Her twin girls will be in Liv's class.
They just had Tania Aebi on NPR! I read her book (Maiden Voyage) about her teenage solo sail years ago, makes these kids doing solo sails these days wimps. She had no gps, no internet, sailing by sextant.
My college friend, Emily, sailed across the Atlantic with her father when she was 16. I think it was like a 30 foot ketch.
How's this for awkward? I go to Olivia's preschool class parent meeting and run smack into the woman that DH had to fire from her job not too long ago. Her twin girls will be in Liv's class.
Kind of awkward. Though I wound up temping for almost two years in the same building where I had been previously working and fired. Saw people in the Starbucks line almost every morning. Most were very glad to see me though.
Well, DH was the one that made the actual decision and had the face to face meeting with her. Plus, she's a recently divorced mother of young kids and the last time I saw her, she had to abandon a full cart at Target because she was applying for credit when they denied her a Target card.
I may be destined to only have awkward moments with her.
I did sincerely ask her if she was doing ok. She sort of said "yeah," and sighed so I pressed her a bit and she admitted things were going rough.
I feel awful for her.