Last night i fell asleep at a reasonable (for me) hour, 2am, got up at 9:30am to have breakfast with a friend. It's now 5am, and I'm barely sleepy. I'll probably sleep till 2pm and my week will be ruined on Monday. what the hell?

Seriously? What's it going to take to convince law enforcement that these are dangerous weapons that are hardly non-lethal? At the moment, they're being passed out to police officers like candy on Halloween, and used at every opportunity, like electrocuting people is some kind of game. They're supposed to be less-lethal alternatives to shooting ( Read more... )

Some day, I will no longer be called "young lady" by strangers. Some day.

I need a freaking job. Like yesterday. I'll do anything except sleep with people for money, or anything involving excrement, human or animal. This housewife shit has got to go.

Dear World,

It is none of your business whether Dr John and I are sleeping together or not. For the record, we're not. Please stop asking

love,
angie

just about everyone i knew in grad school stopped talking to me after i dropped out.  one of them is now trying to follow me on twitter, thereby engaging in an even lazier form of friendship than Facebook.  it's some kind of new digital age insult: i didn't bother to talk to you when you needed a friend, but now i'll make it look like i care

Julia emailed this to me.  She got it from Laine Towey.  I thought my fellow Ellis girls would appreciate it, and it couldn't hurt to show it to all my LJ buds.

Correct, you are looking at an Ellis woman.
We don't take shit.

We survived anywhere between four and thirteen years of single-sex, private, unparalleled education at 6425 Fifth Avenue, ( Read more... )

everything is piling on...

• the store is closing, but we don't know when
• I need to find a new job anyway, but don't really know how
• the store manager and one of the supervisors is going to be away next week, so it's going to be a challenge staffing the store properly
• i foolishly agreed to take care of the vacationing supervisor's pets while she's ( Read more... )

Before I empty my Yahoo! Mail!!! trash, i always browse through the list, to make sure something i wanted wasn't accidentally being filtered. Usually I find things from random senders with a subject line of "HI" or stuff from made up names/random words with subject lines of "make her enj0y ur larger s1ze!!!!111!!!!!" seeing as i'm still waiting ( Read more... )

it's not that the idea of switching the internet off to use a private in-house network is ridiculous. it's that the button on the router is very easy to hit on accident, so when one has gone through the rather laborious task of restarting the whole system three times, and discover it still isn't working because the damned "internet on off button" ( Read more... )