'Dirty Girls'
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.
Two weeks' notice IS good, in that you can set a fire that burns for TWO WEEKS.
Ha! But seriously, I wonder what would happen if you lit a tightly-packed metal file cabinet on fire.
OK, Consuela, maybe you should just act really cheerful for your last two weeks. Just exude a "I'm so glad I'm getting out of here" vibe. Smile whenever the subject of your leaving comes up.
I have done that many times, but never on purpose. Sorry, coworkers I've left behind!
Other, saner people are right. Professional is always the best way to go. Dang it.
In related news, I'm thinking of getting a fire pit for the patio. Then I can ritualistically burn things that trouble me. Fire good. Fire pretty.
I'm thinking of getting a fire pit for the patio
Pyres are very cleansing. I use them to dispose of things that still contain "worth" as I perceive it but which can only be thrown away because no one else wants them. I feel like I'm releasing the object's soul instead of just tossing it in a landfill.
Why yes, I am an animist, why do you ask?
I did that with my notes from a Victorian lit class where the prof accused me of plagiarizing an essay "because a sophomore couldn't write something like that." And he mispronounced prowess as "prowness," and I finally hated him so much that I corrected him, and he was all, "It IS pronounced prowNESS. I believe I'm the person with the doctorate in English."
After I took the final, I marched home and set fire to all my notes from the class in the hibachi. And did a little dance and shouted some really profane things. It's useful.
(And later, we found out he'd been plagiarizing stuff from student work for years and selling them to Reader's Digest, @@)
urgle burgle. what gross behavior.
And later, we found out he'd been plagiarizing stuff from student work for years and selling them to Reader's Digest, @@
WTF.
Yup.
Burning class notes was a Big Deal. I graduated from undergrad in 94, and I religiously kept all my English class notes; same with grad school notes. They are in plastic storage bins in the basement for reference. I'm a Willow-esque like that. I DESPISED that little...man.
Well, that's why we are the ones that set things on fire, not Consuela. Der. Win, fucking win.
Allyson, that's a lovely house. And your neighbourhood is a great one. Congrats to you and Kristen not falling in gay love and not getting gay married and setting up home ownership together.
Happy birthday to Noah and Grace! Happy birthday to everyone!
In, seriously, did you even email that, news: [link] -- somehow you gotta make sure there's no way to trace that shit.
GROSS. What. The. Hell?