Also, shrift, I just saw the episode with your tagline, and it made me laugh.

Today I got the fun of cautioning a couple of our editors that the artist they chose to feature prominently in a sample unit was... let's just say she makes J.Lo seem undemanding and easy to work with.

Whoa, sudden onset tall boot hatred! I say give it some time, see if it passes. I am a longtime fan of ankle boots, myself, though. You might want to experiment.

In short, capitalism, feh.

I feel this so hard. So, so hard.

I don't believe I own boots. Maybe I have a pair of hiking type boots up north. Huh.

DH's team lost their game tonight so season over. The other guys deserved the win, and I can't say I am sorry to have a husband back home again. I would have been happy for them to go to state, but not too unhappy to have it done with.

I love tall boots and wear them whenever I can. I wear them with knee-length skirts.

Seeing what executives get to get reimbursed for (or just send the bills to be paid by the company) has made me really bitter about this stuff.

This reminds me, I really need to write the essay I've been planning to write forever (and probably publish on Medium or something) on how expensive it is to be "not high income" in this country. Shit like this drives me nuts and I know as someone who's been on both sides of the equation how persistent an evil it is. And it's a hard thing to discuss without folks getting defensive. But, in short, the more someone has, the MORE likely he is going to get freebies and perks. It's everything from award show gift bags filled with thousands of dollars of goodies, to All-Star game winners winning cars, and folks with 20K minimums in checking accounts having no fees. Anyway, one day I'll write that post, but right now my life is filled with too much to deal with and with that I shall end this post.

The most Buffista post by a person who is not a Buffista goes to my friend A --

You know you're a nerd when you're playing Words with Friends, and you get mad because "Kree" isn't a word, and you're like, "But they're the alien race that..." and you catch yourself because you realize it's a proper noun. And it's fictional. And I probably could have stopped this post after 11 words.

Yeah, A— When I play Word Cookies, I always, always, always try both orc and roc when presented with those letters. (And they are never part of the puzzle.)

That's hilarious, Vortex.

I was supposed to do dinner with a friend I haven't seen in a bit, but she canceled and said could she just come over later, she had work to do. And it's almost 8pm and I...may go to bed soon. Wtf self. But then I'm out of town for work, and then on vacation! Boo.

Seeing what executives get to get reimbursed for (or just send the bills to be paid by the company) has made me really bitter about this stuff.

Yup. And that's why I took a Lyft from the Oakland Airport into SF today rather than BART.

Also, what Nanita said. So very true.