Thanks, Jessica. It's for the Web Services side, if that means anything.
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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.
Aww, Tim Conway died. He made me laugh aloud often.
That just sucked all the fun out of the air. My sense of humor is gasping like a fish out of water.
Timelies all!
Another minor annoyance- the stitches holding one end of my purse strap on to the purse broke, which makes it not so useful. It's not that old of a purse, either. Now I have to buy a new one.
I am so sorry, Matt.
I really dislike the smell of new mulch -- they have to be using some sort of commercial perfume, because it's so consistent.
I think it is like new car smell, because I am OK with the smell of barns, and the animal poop we used as a kid to fertilize the garden. Mulch is repulsive.
I find the smell of fresh horse poop very appealing. But I love the smell of dank stone cellars, too.
I find a lot of bad smells OK or at least tolerable, maybe because of my job working on costumes. I find fake good smells intolerable, and they make my nose sting and itch. And I like general "barn" smell quite a bit. I also like dank dirt/stone cellars. Please save me from Febreze.
Fake floral smell is nauseating.
Sheryl, can you take the purse to a shoe repair shop? Surely they could stitch the strap back on for you.
Oh wow, I looked outside because the light seemed strange and realized there was a huge rainbow, full arc, doubled, right outside! So gorgeous! I tried to take some pictures but they didn't really capture the glory
Laura, lots of ~ma in your direction.
Between the news (mostly terrible everywhere), being Very Busy Trying to Progress in Life, and processing and archiving the more dire and depressing years of history (Nazi Germany) at work, having the Eurovision right now is a bliss on the one hand (I am very excited about it and love it), and... on the other hand, I don't know what to do with all of this joy at the moment. It doesn't exactly fit in with most of the contents of the daily schedule.
Edit: The lords heard my confusion and made sure that I'll have to intervene (unsuccessfully, unfortunately) in a homophobic "discussion" between colleagues about another colleague. Managed to get them to stop gossiping cruelly making "educated" assumptions about another colleague only for them to re-direct the conversation to "abnormal" sexual behaviors in nature, where I abandoned hope and stopped trying. I feel better about climate change and less ignorant people on this planet now.