Does anyone here frequent Racialicious? I'm wondering if they are known to be slow comment approvers since I know I'm not the only person who's replied to their I'm J'can and I don't like it post. I'm curious to see everyone else's reaction, but not curious enough that I'll remember to go tomorrow.

I haven't posted a comment there in a while, but usually they let comments build up for a few hours and then approve a bunch at once.

One of the biggest new job adjustments is always "How much intereweb, and who's looking?"

The answer today is "ita ! is looking." Every screen I can see--people are surfing the least work-related bullshit I can see. I think one co-worker has moved the headphones from the music on his phone to the video on his laptop.

Shit! I forgot to give the cannibal back his flash drive.

Google led me to the LA Times website for something totally unrelated, and I clicked on this article: [link] which is apparently guaranteed to get you at least pronoun confused, but bless them for not just editing and waving their hands--they took the "word" heshe out of a story titled Slaying casts light on Hollywood's transgender prostitutes. Huh. Wonder how that got there? Typographical error, you say?

I haven't posted a comment there in a while, but usually they let comments build up for a few hours and then approve a bunch at once.

My sister's friend posted at the beginning of the eastern work day. I'm not entirely sure if I've met said friend, but she keeps saying I'm funny, so that makes me think not. I'm not sure why that's the deciding factor, when I did actually meet someone with that first name on my trip home. I just figure you meet me, you get the LOLs out of the way, and we stay on message in the group emails.

I have not been promoted today! Disappointing. But it's also Ben's 16th birthday so there's cake.

Amy is a slacker. Pass it on.

Well, cake or a promotion?

Cake!

And make sure it's not heartbreak like my pie.

They are letting me not get chewed out for my fuckups today, I think. I will have to make sure to leave before the boss's walk through at 6 or so. I don't think we'll be "finding me and talking about the expat life" today. Yoinks.

I wonder if this would have an API you could exploit to write an "avoid me" tool. FB checks your status, and if it's negative, warns any of your friends near you to not go into that one store, because you're there, and you're pissy.

The Lord is my prom date; I shall not want.

I came in at this point so I do not know the context. And yet I am satisfied.

Cake! Happy created Ben day, Amy.

What New Yorkers complain about: [link]

And no, it's not a joke. Statistical visualisation.

Looking at the credits for the Iz version I can't actually tell where I first heard it--they blur into each other.

I remember a commercial and ER although Meet Joe Black had to have been in there somewhere.