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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Last year, my mom wrote an email that said something like "my one regret is not raising my daughter to listen to differing views in a fair and balanced manner." She wrote that email to my DH. And then followed with a list of other ways in which I'm disappointing to her.
Ha! I'm sorry, but I have to say, "Fuck you, Sox's mom! Sox is awesome."
Sorry, Sox. She had it coming.
I would like to applaud Sox for managing to be a much better person than the one her mother wanted her to be.
Hear hear.
I've been crazy busy so I know I must have missed a ton of stuff. And I'm about to dive back into grading and office hours, but I am just weighing in on the parenting: My mom was a wonderful mother. When I was a child, I thought she was the Platonic ideal of motherliness.
I just got called out as a project manager on a friend's facebook page.
It seems diagramming your friend's relationship/family status is a dead giveaway.
Thanks guys, we're trying really hard not to lose it, and, you know, to stay supportive.
Vortex, your patience and humor are something I've admired and tried to copy. I stink at it, but I'm still trying.
Go Burrell's mom!
eta: I have to say that Danger Days is a really good soundtrack to play off against the current lifetrack.
George Will got an *engraved invitation* for the crazy train. But he's still on it.
In the end I don't mind who my parents made me. Tough shit if they want to switch it up and be more conventional now, though. That ship done sailed.
Good god, I hate timesheets. And I really hate retroactive timesheets. And I can't remember what Friday it was I worked half a day, dammit. My record keeping sucks.
I'm sorry about your mother's crazy, Sox.
Ergh, Sox.
Good god, I hate timesheets. And I really hate retroactive timesheets. And I can't remember what Friday it was I worked half a day, dammit. My record keeping sucks.
I can't remember anything. I just go through my e-mails for each day hoping they provide a clue as to what projects I worked on (we have to bill our hours to specific projects).