Or is the dog small?
The dog is small. Like his brain.
'War Stories'
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Or is the dog small?
The dog is small. Like his brain.
Well, at least he's pretty.
I'm with Hec and omnis on the comma, sorry.
Definitely a wedding dress. Definitely a bizarre choice for a pic on a personals site. BTW, I don't think of OKCupid as exclusively a hookup site. I think it can be used for meeting friends, even if hookups are the main thing most people seem to be looking for.
Got MASSIVE headache from drinking OJ (first time ever for that) and had no choice but to go to bed early. Woke up at 3am. Couldn't get back to sleep. Gronk.
"Our forefathers fought a war so that we could put the comma inside the quotation marks. Don't let their sacrifices be in vain!"
Actually, I think it makes more sense outside, as does other punctuation that is not part of what you're quoting, but I had a boss once who sent the above to everyone in the office, and I sort of loved him for it.
Actually, I think it makes more sense outside, as does other punctuation that is not part of what you're quoting
I agree, but it looks so weird. Not just because of what I'm accustomed to (because I always have to think about it) but because the comma just sort of dangles when its outside an endquote.
I agree, but it looks so weird. Not just because of what I'm accustomed to (because I always have to think about it) but because the comma just sort of dangles when its outside an endquote.
Yes! This. What the hell, non-Americans (and American rebels)? Make things neat and tidy!
Oatmeal:
Randomly, here's my follow-up on e-mailing my friend that I couldn't make it to her wedding:
In her e-mail, she not only asked if we could make it, but also said it had been a while since we had seen each other, and asked how things were going.
An unfortunately timed question, that.
So, I told her that Tim's mom died, and that some other stressful things had happened around the same time, and it was hard, but we were doing basically okay.
WHAT. SHE ASKED.
No response from her. Zero. I realize she's busy planning a wedding on the other side of the continent, but seriously, DON'T ASK ME WHAT'S GOING ON IF YOU DON'T ACTUALLY GIVE A SHIT. Just ask whether I'm coming to your wedding or not and don't bother with pleasantries if you don't give a damn about the answer of how I'm doing.
God DAMN. I'll send a place setting, but please cordially fuck right the hell off.
bitch. Although I must admit that I have asked the same question hoping for a quick "fine," but not from a real friend. On this end, today started with a rejection. I always hate that, but so many of the stories we get at our journal are so AWFUL. If any of the disabled Bitches want to try your hands at it, I'd consider it a great favor.
Steph, how long has it been since you replied to her email? While I hate that people are so shallow, since this person has been a close friend of yours in the past I'd try to give her the benefit of the doubt for a while longer. But, yeah, it sucks that despite wedding business she didn't immediately write you back to condole with you in the stress you've been going through.
I don't know what it is with me but when people ask me how I am, I keep thinking they actually want to hear the answer. So I tell them. And they get all weird about it. I really have to re-learn how to say "fine" because "How are you?" is our culture's way of saying "Insert appropriate shallow phrase here so we can greet and get on our way.
My dad asked me how my meeting went yesterday and walked away from me in the middle of me replying! I had to tamp down my feelings and just tell myself that's the way he is.
Steph, how long has it been since you replied to her email?
5 days. But, honestly, in thinking about it, I'm not sure why I expected any kind of response. It's not just that she's busy planning a wedding (although I recognize that that's a lot of work, especially when you're planning a destination wedding that you can't be there in that location to actually do the planning), it's the general attitude of not-quite-willing-to-engage-in-the-details of your life, as in sending me the fucking invitation to "Steph and Guest," rather than using the name of the man I've been living with for 3 years.
So, whatever. It's unfortunate, but I just don't have the energy to deal with giving too much of a crap right now.