Ok, clearly I don't need to hijack the thread over this. Stepping away now.
I just want to say, one of the things that I loved about Jess is that she seems genuine. She simply is who she is, and I value that. She's not drawing attention to her "otherness" and she doesn't expect special treatment. I loved that about her.
Thank you Sue!
It started off with a fender bender with a school bus (the bus's fault, and I was a passenger) but has gone uphill from there!
I'm sorry I hurt your feelings, Jess. Truly.
Jessica,
no way in any possible world are you that annoying. No possible way.
So Corb Lund is having a haiku contest on Twitter, and the prize is a t-shirt. I really want to win. Not because I want a t-shirt (I have a couple of Corb shirts that I rarely wear), or because I want to interact with Corb on Twitter or anywhere (I've interacted with him plenty in person, and it's always been painfully awkward, transitioning to funny-in-retrospect), but because I suddenly want to be recognized as the haiku MASTER.
It's possible that I'm having a low-motivation day at work.
I am having a day I hope doesn't get worse? I ripped an extra inch in the already too high slit on my dress while getting out of the car this morning, after ripping a huge hole in the hose I was gOing to wear.
Also, I don't like first times at a place. And they put me in a hot room with a very loud cycling freezer.
Happy Birthdays, Sophia and smonster!!!
I usually don't take my lunch until 2:30, because then when I come back the day is almost over, BUT I am DYING to go to the comic store NOW.
As haiku master, you should have a sidekick. A POODLE sidekick.
As haiku master, you should have a sidekick. A POODLE sidekick.
You've articulated a large chunk of my life dream.
I said happy birthday to smonster in Bitches, but not Sophia, so Happy Birthday to smonster and Sophia!
meara, hope your day doesn't get worse.