Piffle. Can afford neither plastic surgeons nor Beverly Hills. Will just have to be a middle-aged woman with flappy arms. I wonder if they'll act as flippers in the pool.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I did not get axe murdered. I am however, exhausted. Boy is serious talky meat, and that says a thing, coming from me. I think he's a small dose friend. Every casual comment gets dissected, deconstructed, and challenged. Which was fun for a while, and then I went all "fire ant bad, tree pretty."
Will watch Omar thing after a brief liedown.
Hey, you smonster. I finally got some internet. I am at a cocktail party, hanging out on the internet. (Have not found my friend yet.)
Hi! My gas stove won't stop beeping. I hope it doesn't blow up. And I hope you find your friend soon.
Something was beeping in the night last night. It did not blow up.
Well I guess good news is I got a letter for the state asking for more information about my insurance situation. I have the information - copies of my insurance card and answers to letters -but I'm going to try and print it all out tomorrow. Right now all my printer is doing is spitting out paper as soon as I put it in and then give me an out of paper message. (If I put a stack of paper in, it feeds the whole stack through and then gives me the out of paper message and when I try again - same thing).
Bad news is I got another rejection, this time by email.
At this point I think I need to rethink my resume and put more specific things on there. Also I just freeze when it comes to cover letters.
So I'm willing to pay to have at least one strong cover letter written. I don't know what the going rate is, but I'm willing to pay if any of the Buffista can help me with this.
askye, I'm not a professional, but I'd be happy to look at it for free ;)
Thanks vortex.
Something was beeping in the night last night. It did not blow up.
I think those beeps were my neighbor's smoke detectors, which evidently need their batteries changed. The stove shows an error message, something about the keypad. I don't know, I unplugged it and am plugging it back in (per actual instructions, not vague computer logic) and we'll see if that fixes it.
So, for example, I told J I needed to go home and walk my dog, and he went on a tangent about how pets are a huge use of resources and we have them because we don't have enough daily social interaction and we should give them to old people, no wait, we should give old people to young people instead of pets. I mean, whut. My response, "Oh god no. I'd rather have my dog than my grandmother, and I love my grandmother." He's one of those people who seems to follow a point to its logical end, and then live there. IDK. Damn mathematicians, always trying to map something onto something else*. You can't map a grandparent onto a dog.
* That's supposed to be a joke. He was trying to explain sets and mapping to me earlier.