I have to share this snippet from the GCS mailbag, which has me making the same faces and sounds I make at flaily kittens:

"my names october and im 12. ive been goth since i was 10 so im no baby bat all though its my nick name."

OH PRECIOUS. Yes, kiddo, you are a babybat, even if you have been Goth since you were ten (two years ago). I love my little gothlings.

Dear babybat:

I don't think the goth handbook says that apostrophes are optional.

Holy shit, I just watched a video of the stage collapse at the Indiana state fair. Ugh.

This is one hell of an image though. [link]

Well, this is great.

My conversation with my New Boss this morning? My Nemesis was eavesdropping on it--standing around the corner and pretending to read the paper.

She then went off and told another coworker that I was "on her list". To which the reply was, "She wasn't already?"

Fuckity. This woman is not beyond outright lying to get me in trouble. Now I wish I'd never had that conversation.

Oh, fuck, Consuela. Maybe New Boss doesn't think too highly of people who hide and deliberately eavesdrop on private conversations.

Yeah. Unfortunately New Boss is out now, and I'm not sure he'll be back before I leave on vacation. Joy.

Oh, God. This is turning into a high-stakes corporate thriller. I hope the outcome is not grisly.

Oh, it's not high stakes at all, which I suspect is why it's so ugly. Isn't that what they say about academia as well? the battles are so vicious because the stakes are so low.

I can't believe someone would even say that: "She's on the list." Seriously?

Aw crap, Suela, what a shitstorm. Good luck--I say flee to a new job as soon as possible.

Don't we say "You're on The List?" Or is that just Pete?

(Oh, right, we're joking.)