Of late, Biyi's been watching this period drama-slash-soap opera set in the harem of one of the emperors of the Qing dynasty. It's all in Chinese, so I have only a basic understanding of what's going on, but to an outside eye it seems to be a strangely compelling blend of Survivor, The Bachelor, and I'm A Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here.
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
My masseuse beat the crap out of my shoulders, and now I want to take an epsom salt bath, but everything is packed.
Ok, I know my emotions are on high this week but someone crying on tv set off a 20 minute sobbing jag. I'm still trying not to hyperventalate. Slow deep breaths. Holy crap. Thankfully I'm home alone, though I think I scared the cats.
I wish I had a masseuse. I've iced and foam rollered and unnnng. I've made obscene noises lying on a baseball on the floor. It's one spot. And last night's horrific swim did not help (it felt good at the time. But the times were bad, and whatever the fuck I was doing left me in grinding pain today. Or maybe that was my bra. Seriously, wearing a bra hurts. WTFF.)
Bonus for this week, it's a busy one, my email inbox had diarrhea today, I have a thing to prep for on Wed that will mean I can't bug out, and I'm having serious dire conversations with my head about Devi's future. And next week is a conference I can't bug out of (was in Spain last year!)
In short, fuck this shit.
And it is only fucking MONDAY.
billytea, I'd totally watch that.
msbelle, you just sent me into flashbacks of asshead boss and presentation-admin hell. And that was before I had a kid to get home to at night. *shudder* Hope your search is quick and fruitful.
I'm getting increasingly depressed about my job prospects. The firms that are hiring in my field are not local, generally. My one connection to a big firm that seems promising was laid off last month. None of the places my friends work appear to looking for new staff.
Argh.
I'm hoping this is just hormonal unhappiness, and not cold rational thinking. Because honest to god, I guess I could go back to temping, but it would likely be hard to cover my mortgage that way...
entire bottle of nail glue on self. seriously. I wish being comic relief paid better.
I' m sending the peace ma~~~~ out. what a rough day for you all
That sucks, Suela. Any chance out of town places would hire you for your experience and let you work mostly from home (maybe spend a week a month wherever they are?). Might be worth a shot.