Timelies all!
Raining here.
Book ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Timelies all!
Raining here.
I am shaking my head at myself (very gently, because) because I took the word "gospel" out of an email and replaced it with "canonical" to make sure the recipient would understand.
I mean, I was thinking that the turn of phrase would be less meaningful to a non-Christian person for whom English is at least a second language, but "canonical"? How does that make the point more...legible or whatever? Last time I used that word at work the native English speakers in the room didn't know what I was talking about.
Jilli! I have a co-worker that wants my arc reactor shirt. It's a lot of fun to tell her she'll never have it.
I cannot read that NYTimes article.
Fuck, I got to the "experiment" on page 2, and I'm out. Saving that headspace for chocolate and slash, thank you very much.
I cannot read that NYTimes article.
No, you shouldn't.
Jilli! I have a co-worker that wants my arc reactor shirt. It's a lot of fun to tell her she'll never have it.
Hee! That makes me very smug.
That makes me very smug.
AS YOU SHOULD BE.
I wish that show had been on cable, and could have lasted. It was entertaining! If not very good.
Yes. I think that the problem was that they wanted to be Mr & Mrs. Smith, but ended up being Scarecrow and Mrs. King.
I was home sick today and I watched all six episodes of Scandal. I love the actor who plays the newspaper reporter, but things never seem to go well for him.
I am also being driven slowly mad by a humming and beeping noise. The service station next door had to install some sort of pump or monitor or something, and they put it in a metal shed. All winter it has been humming which I could not hear with the windows closed, but as annoying outside. Now there is also a high pitched ringing/beeping. I feel like my brain is about to explode, and there are three apartment houses between me and this shed.
I think that the problem was that they wanted to be Mr & Mrs. Smith, but ended up being Scarecrow and Mrs. King.
Except not as good.
Oy. RIF at work today, and I am in the grip of survivor's guilt.
My department was decimated; three are gone. One person left voluntarily for the severance package. The other two losses were mandated by budget cuts, and with their departure the company has deprived itself of its most experienced, knowledgeable, skilled, and level-headed people. Both are older than I, and primary support for their families.
I'm not actually safe. There may well be further cuts this week. Right now I don't know if I want to stay or go, but it is too late for me leaving to save one of my friends his job.