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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.
FTR, "hey, that reminds me, I have more work for you to do" is NOT the proper response to an email saying "come up to the library for cookies to celebrate National Library week".
I would like to get off the hamster wheel now please.
Even just for a few minutes would be good.
I agree about this week. Every day, I have looked for something that would lighten my mood because this week has been fucked up.
Yeah, not a great week to have a birthday, never has been. I share it with multiple tragedies over the years, tax day, Hitler's birthday, which was also my dad's birthday, fun fun fun.
I just got an email in response to a resume I sent three weeks ago.
Oh, god. I can't bear it. The lunch meeting I was supposed to be having tomorrow has been delayed, I have no idea why. OTOH, my friend says he has approval to bring me in for an interview--it's not exactly an offer, but at least we're going in the right direction.
My sister (4/19) shares your pain.
Timelies all!
Yeah, this hasn't been a great week to have a birthday. (Mine was yesterday. At least I got a Great Big Sea concert out of it.)
The door bit me! Or maybe I wasn't paying attention and jammed my finger so hard that it's bleeding and it hurts. I've been in meetings all day and I can't brain and I have to make an appearance at a happy hour with some of my new team. And then groceries and then I'm faceplanting on my bed.
Happy Belated, Sheryl.
Sheryl,
Did I miss it! Happy Belated.
I enjoyed this headline from Gawker: Is the New York Post Edited by a Bigoted Drunk Who Fucks Pigs?
See, if Gawker weren't bottom feeding click baiters, this would have some sort of angle. But they are totally okay with having inflammatory and proven false headlines, so all I can hope is that they bruise themselves falling off the not very high horse.
I have Hair to thank for teaching me complicated sexual words and racial epithets when I was about 12.
For me it was porn and politically charged fiction about slavery and the civil rights struggle. And I was younger.
My mother also introduced me to the word "jew" (as opposed to "Jew"), and she was verily soberly using it as a teaching opportunity (we had no idea!) and putting down a 8 point letter and a 4 point letter in the same word. That's like my mother's perfect storm--winning Scrabble and teaching us how horrible humans are.
That song is probably the only place I've ever heard "jigaboo".
Unfortunately it is not, for me. I grew up with it as standard casual polite conversation, from people I loved. Also, being "Gyped" out of things, and "Jewing" somebody down, and coons and we always had Brazil nuts at Christmas, only that's not what they were called.
My family eventually learned this was not polite public conversation, but they never understood why. It wasn't at all malicious; that really didn't make it any better.