You've seen gawker.com, Amy.

I don't get the friendslist cleaning query, but I'm really not healthy enough for LJ (har!). I mean, I don't want to share enough of what's going on inside or right outside for an LJ post, and reactions to other people's reactions to pretty things with a once monthly multi-paragraph vent is precisely my speed. Tumblr is so perfect for me right now. And, good god, the train wrecks you can rubberneck...sheeit.

Oh yeah. But it's not a contest you want to win!

Tumblr is really addictive. I hate Twitter now -- no pretty pictures.

I should really start a personal tumblr so I can just reblog Chris Hemsworth all day, but I figure other people do that plenty, so I can just look.....

Twitter remains my instant-gratification-media favorite. Tumblr confuses me.

Ben just had sushi for the first time with a friend and liked it. Lee will be so proud.

I AM! Perhaps I should have sushi for dinner to celebrate.

I am fighting off an anxiety attack about my boss returning tomorrow. And by fighting off I mean, I am aware that I am on teh edge of one and I am attempting to deep breathe, but it is really not helping.

He is not responding to my emails, despite sending other emails. The HR person who I send my timesheets and sent me two emails today (and she never sends emails), both kinda watchdoggy. One requested that I make sure my boss approves my timesheet (which he always has, but that was pre-writing up). And the second which told me to make sure I logged my sick day in this internal thingy. I had no idea we logged sick days there. It is where we ask for vacation days and they get approved or denied, but sick days can't be approved or denied post date of abscence - that makes no sense. Also, I do not think we have a set # of sick days, just that if you are out more than X days in a row you must have a Dr. note. So I now think I am on a list of problem employees who are being carefully watched which is such utter bs, I cannot even.

Oh, msbelle, it's awful to work with that kind of tension. What the hell is their problem?

Oh, msbelle, that sucks. I totally understand the boss-created unnecessary anxiety.

Man, I hate corporate reindeer games.

But, Steph, WHY do white people all want rope corsets? We need a research grant to study this phenomenon, stat.

Oooh, research grant! Yes, definitely!

Steph, I'm not sure you have to have been born with a penis, and there's always the possibility that merely having sex with a member of the family suffices for entree. I'm willing to broker that if need be.

I think my whole monogamy dealie with Tim has a loophole clause for trip-to-Jamaica-for-awesome-party-with-kickass-family. It MUST.

msbelle,

can you speak to the HR person (in person) to let her know that there is some tension between you and your boss? I feel like you need to explain the situation to someone.