Anya ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'd say give a token dollar to express your annoyance.
I've read that, in an effort to scam the college ratings systems (one indicator quality is % of alumni "involvement") some schools have taken to sending alumni a five dollar bill and a pre-paid envelope, asking them to please send it back, along with a donation if they feel they are able.
I would keep the $5 because I am a bad person and a really bad alumna.
Y'all are funny.
Done! And showered. And now I need a Target run....
I would keep the $5 because I am a bad person and a really bad alumna.
Me too. My alma mater is richer than Croesus already, and I didn't enjoy going to school there.
I did enjoy going to school, very much, but I paid them a huge amount of money for the privilege. Still paying off student loans, so that'll have to count as my contribution. Also, I have a strict policy of not giving money to anyone who calls me on the phone to ask for donations, which they do.
Today's salad is really very tasty and I feel vindicated in deciding to buy more wide-mouth quart jars just to make salad-in-a-jar easier. If only I could figure out where to keep them when they aren't full of salad.
I wonder how long it will be till the fundraising ninja at the alumni association find my cell phone, now that hte land line is off.
My entirely petty reason for not donating to my college (other than the fact that it produced Paul Ryan) is that our graduation ceremony was in the basketball arena, on a day that was about 90 degrees, and they didn't turn the fucking a/c on. (One could presume that's a sign they *need* money, but fuck them.)
And my damned pool is still not open. Goddamnit.
I led Tom astray today. Over the river and through the woods where NONE of the roads were showing up on my GPS. It was like we were driving through fields with no roads. Didn't so much know where I was going, but knew I would run into something familiar at some point. And we did run into the Moose River Road, which was lovely and led us back home.