MY ONE POST SHOULD BE ENOUGH FOR YOU MS ita!!!!

Frankly, it wasn't one of your best. You can do better, if you'd just focus and apply yourself.

Everyone went downstairs for the building dessert, and just as I filled my plate students looking suspiciously like they were about to burst into song filed into the lobby. So I waved at my co-workers and fled. Fuck that noise.

However, at my desk, there is a really pretty crystal and tassel tree ornament. No one is copping to having put it there, and only one other co-worker in the row got one. The fuck? I thought I'd identified all my secret admirers this morning.

So, officially, this makes all my LA jobs where strangers have gifted me stuff. I would like it if the donor copped to it, tho. At the other job strangers gave me Buffy and LotR stuff. This is grownup and (therefore) weird.

I feel like I should be flying out to where Consuela is so I can go growl at people on her behalf, and perhaps answer the phone calls for her. "Yes, I understand you're unhappy. No, Consuela can't come to the phone right now. Feel free to rant at me, and I'll pass along anything important."

Jilli,

I think it is fair to say that you could become a wealthy woman if you would agree to be hired out to growl at people.

My coworker just told me that her day on Friday is crazy booked up, but finally confessed that four of the hours are parties! Hmph.

I think it is fair to say that you could become a wealthy woman if you would agree to be hired out to growl at people.

I am totally up for this career path! The great thing is that no one ever expects me to be growly, so they're completely startled by it and (usually) do what I say.

She's really good at it. Really good.

Oh, if Jilli even just looked sternly at me and pointed her finger, I would behave posthaste.

Consuela, I don't have any (polite) words for where you work. I'm so sorry.

Before tumblr crashed on me again, I was looking at the "last song you heard is your signature sex move" meme.

I know I'm not the only one whose last remembered lyric is "Come, they told me." It's the time of year for great cheer. And group orgasm, clearly.

"last song you heard is your signature sex move" meme.

Oh, god, mine was that awful George Michael "Last Christmas, I gave you my heart; the very next day, you gave it away" song. So my signature sex move is...being bitter as hell? (Seriously, that song is the "Tainted Love" of Christmas music. And yet it gets played constantly.)

The last song I heard was "Only the Good Die Young." The little death??