A1A just makes me think of Vanilla Ice.

THANK YOU!!

Timelies all!

My commute is about 9 miles each way.

Going to my MIL's for first Seder tonight.

THANK YOU!!

Of course!

I just got some new comfort sandals in the mail, and man -- I don't like the way they look at all, but damn, are they comfortable! And cheap, because I had a million discounts. Sold!

A1A just makes me think of Vanilla Ice.

Me three.

I am training for my new project (where, as I mentioned on Facebook, this morning's weekly teleconference agenda was written in COMIC SANS). And OMG I had forgotten how boring this shit is. I mean, training in general. Reading long long documents, many of which reiterate the same information, but then at the end of them you still don't REALLY know what you're doing.

I was talking to a coworker about my highschool years, which got me nostalgic, so I began looking some people up, and came up with a whole lot of nada. And then I came across the town minutes on our graduation, and the two guys I liked best didn't seem to have graduated at all, which made me super sad, but also fit with their personalities of being smart enough to do so, but being offended by societies desire for them to do so. Which is also part of their personalities that put me off them. I'm sorry getting a HS diploma is so uncool.

Or maybe I'm being a prig and am too used to working at high-profile places where the staff is highlighted and promoted. I once ran into one of the non-HS graduates and he made me feel like shit for taking a "safe" course through life and careers (I'd joined the military, went to college, got a steady job with benefits in an area I love that I can support myself with). I expect I'll finally read about him when he dies from being eaten by wolves or polar bears. This is probably touching too close to the discussion that took over the movie thread. But, seriously, my class was 60 people, are they all still stuck in NH, possibly living with their moms, or else their greatest claim to fame is being the treasurer of a condo community? /Prig

Not everyone goes out and boldly changes the face of the world. Some of us just find a niche where we're comfortable and stick with it. Back in college I thought I was going to be making breakthroughs in advanced physics, not programming financial services. But I'm much more temperamentally suited to this. (Heck, my Dad's a double PhD in math and physics, and he wound up working for the oil industry for 30 years.)

People don't get to be hermits with lofty goals without some sort of societal safety net--unless they really are dressed in the skins of the squirrels they've killed themselves with a rock and eating berries and tree bark.

Coming here for some sympathy (which feels like a redundant statement somehow).

I finished with H&R Block. My return cost $480 to do. Even the preparer was taken aback and didn't hide it well.

Holy shit, people.

I am getting back about $1800 though, so my refund will pay for this, but shit. I am not sure I would have felt comfortable doing this all myself with 2 states in the mix, but $480????

???

And I doubt I'll be able to take it off next year's taxes since the chance of my itemizing is likely nil.

I know I'm being an asshole, but that one encounter with the gypsy boy really burned me.

I'm doing precisely what I wanted to do for a living when I was 13, so as far as living your dream goes, I'm in the industry, and although the precise bits I'd focussed on aren't part of my day to day, that's because they didn't live up to the hype, not because I don't love computers.

I do wish I had paid more attention to other stuff too, but, fuck! I got to teach martial arts for actual (pittance) money too! That was a way more wild dream than also wanting to get paid for drawing and photography. Two out of four and a steady paycheque are nothing to sneeze at.

I wish I could order off the kid's menu. Anywhere. It's been forever since I finished off a burger and fries, and it's not like they're doggy-baggable. Silly waste.

I hate coming back to my desk and my screen is unlocked. Not only do I deliberately try and do that (it's company policy), but it should do so in my absence! Account profile policy...