"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??

Hah, Adele's "Rollin' in the Deep"

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

Well, it's worth remembering that they save lives.

But yeah, even my boss admits they're just crap at HR.

And I just called my folks back and they're not answering either the land line or the cell. Argh.

Dear Universe

If you are punking Consuela, just stop. It's not funny.

And if you are serious, then back the hell up. Enough already.

Jeesh.

Wow, Consuela, that's ridiculous. Do you know if you are on the list?

When M complains about his students sometimes, I get twinges of guilt thinking back to how careless I was as a college student -- mostly in terms of procrastinating and just flat-out not doing the reading, things like that, but I'm sure I was inconsiderate of my professors' time as well. I just hope it was never anything as bad as that! But this guy is a faculty member at another school??? Unbelievable.

Hah. Le nubian's example is pretty egregious especially since he's an adult. I don't think I did much of that as a college student, but I remember being appalled at one of my roommates and how often she would ask for extensions and stuff. I never did, but would sometimes decide it was worth the grade off to turn in late or whatever.

Also, I want to go home and sleep, but I have to do more work here and then drive back to LA. Boo.

Do you know if you are on the list?

Yes, I am on the list.

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

Oh, you mean the meme where I realized my answers were "Vampires Will Never Hurt You" and "Bela Lugosi's Dead" and I cracked up from the cliche-ness of it all?

I find out that the HR folks emailed the list of names of qualifying applicants like three weeks ago, but addressed it wrong so the hiring official didn't get it.

This is the insane cherry on top of the ice cream sundae of crazy that fell out of the third story window of lunacy where Consuela works.

HR not being able to use email is just --- IDEK

My last song: Kelly Clarkson's "Walk Away."

That's more of a relationship description than a sex move.