Happy birthday, David! Here, please enjoy this rescued baby bat with the hiccups.
'Destiny'
Natter 70: Hookers and Blow
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Happy birthday, David!
Happy birthday, David!
That's great about your mom, Cash!
I couldn't fall asleep and then finally did and woke up screaming, loudly, a little while later. UGH! Then I had to get up and look around the house to make sure nobody really had broken in to hover over me (what I was dreaming that made me scream) and worry about scaring my neighbors. Then, of course, it took forever to get back to sleep. I don't have to be anywhere until a meeting at 10 today so that's something but I have a lot of thinky work to do today and I am oh my god so brain dead and tired. meh.
I did just make myself a delicious breakfast of really good corn tortillas and market egg, avocado, and a little xsharp cheddar. And greek yogurt with cut up market peach! yum.
Eek, lisah! I'm glad no one was actually hovering? And at least you had a good breakfast...
Jesse, maybe you can be like Bartleby the Scrivener and just say you prefer not to.
I WOULD prefer not to! Just a warning, you guys: Assuming I do move, prepare for endless whining from me, worse than anyone with actual moving challenges! I hate it so much.
Because I cannot bitch anywhere else: So now you want me to use this new communication interface (let's see....how many new communications tools have you thrown at me the past year, none of which really work that great? Oh yeah, that would be 4) and I reluctantly attempt it only to be told that I need to upgrade my OS in order to, and yes, I know it is out of date but WHEN THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THIS WHEN I'VE SPENT THE PAST 30 MONTHS FIGHTING FUCKING FIRES WHERE I CAN'T REALLY TURN MY LAPTOP OVER TO IT TO FUCK UP FOR A WEEK?!
Look, I'm in my fucking physical office 40+ hours a week. I answer the phone. I reply to emails promptly. I've restored the system from home at past midnight. No, I do not fucking want chat. I avoid sharing my personal email. You have ways to reach me that are perfectly acceptable. Use them. Do not create obstacles where there need not be.
fucking hate brilliant new pet ideas not well thought through
Oh, hey, News Corp is being split up.
Happy birthday, Hec! With cake!
Happy Birthday, Hec!
20 on the color test.
I got 26 on the colour test, but I was on my not v. clear netbook. I wonder if I tried it on a LCD monitor.
geez sarameg. what a clusterfuck.
Oh, hey, News Corp is being split up.
hmm. trying to protect assets in advance of a series of lawsuits and/or imprisonments?