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Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

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§ ita § - Aug 31, 2011 12:08:01 pm PDT #23371 of 30001

Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I just got reprimanded in a multi-recipient email for being unprepared for a document review today. Bitch, please. I asked numerous times if the document review was today, and when we were going to do the pre-review tasks, and I was told not to worry. The person reprimanding me was on that email chain.

So I reply back to him and tell him there's nothing I can do about false information, and he says back he wants to eliminate the confusion and make sure "we" are doing the right things.

How about not telling me bad info? That wasn't confusion, that was flat out contradiction. I am mad.

And I'm also mad because I can't work out how to frame this particular bit of the requirements document as a requirement. Gah.

Ginger - Aug 31, 2011 12:13:00 pm PDT #23372 of 30001

"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I hope you cc'ed the known world with the relevant e-mails, ita.

§ ita § - Aug 31, 2011 12:18:29 pm PDT #23373 of 30001

Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Thing is, the guy reprimanding me said "Oh, I saw that."

Then how about you reprimand the guy who gave me the bad info? And reprimand him in front of everyone, like you did me? Jesus. There are too many cooks trying to stir this pot, I swear. And they just look at me and say they're unhappy and want me to read their minds, and get condescending when I ask them what they're on about.

And I have to go roleplay in ten minutes.

Beverly - Aug 31, 2011 12:18:42 pm PDT #23374 of 30001

Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

::pets Perkins. Offers alcohol::

::does not pet ita, but offers to bap her idiot coworkers with something hard::

Toddson - Aug 31, 2011 12:46:27 pm PDT #23375 of 30001

Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

I'm not going to pet ita ! ... but I'd be happy to offer you the blunt instrument of choice so you can bap your cow-irkers yourself. Or hold your coat while you do it bare-handed.

Allyson - Aug 31, 2011 12:47:35 pm PDT #23376 of 30001

Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

I can't focus on this document that needs editing, still.

Please yell at me and tell me to get to work.

Consuela - Aug 31, 2011 12:52:10 pm PDT #23377 of 30001

We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

Allyson! GET TO WORK!

::goes back to reading Vorkosigan-fic::

Toddson - Aug 31, 2011 12:54:05 pm PDT #23378 of 30001

Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

oh ... um ... I never thought of there being Vorkosigan-fic. um ... is it any good? or is it enjoyably horrible? in other words, link, please.

aurelia - Aug 31, 2011 12:55:54 pm PDT #23379 of 30001

All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Perkins, that's the sort of day that calls for a "Namaste, motherfucker" t-shirt.

Jesse - Aug 31, 2011 1:01:05 pm PDT #23380 of 30001

Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Ugh, y'all.

My Mom was a little sad that I didn't want kids, but she got over it, and really got over it once my friends started having babies. It turns out that Mom wasn't that invested in the idea of grandchildren, she just liked babies.

Yeah, right about the time my parents might have started bugging me (um, almost 10 years ago now), some of their best friends had a couple of kids, and they were local (which I was not, then), so it all worked out pretty well.

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