most.miserable.weekend.ever.
and now? after spending the entire weekend confined to one room by the power of a shitty window-unit air conditioner, desperately trying to avoid the utterly bullshit weather…time for work.
ain’t that a bitch?
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According to a report published Monday in The Journal Of Gender Studies, many American women are bucking centuries of traditional gender roles by placing stunted, emotionally unfulfilling relationships on hold in order to pursue mind-numbing careers devoid of any upward mobility.(via the onion)
this would be somewhat funny if it weren’t so absolutely fucking true. i’ve already had the emotionally-crippling, going-nowhere, doomed-from-the-start, waste-of-time, completely-unfulfilling relationship. been there, done that, got the shitty t-shirt. it would only make sense that the next step would be to switch from useless, energy-draining, unsatisfactory boys to useless, energy-draining, unsatisfactory jobs. i mean, at least you get money out of the latter without feeling like a total whore, right?
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so…i’ve been a bit behind apparently. i’m not sure if catching up entirely is 100% worth it but i’ll give it a shot.
last week i went to tennessee for a work conference. it was a little bit of extra special. i totally hate work conferences, and drunken fucking accountants. however, since it was in tennessee i couldn’t help but get a lil bit re-acquainted with mr. daniels.
my first love…forever and always…mr. jack daniels.
of course, a whole week of work travel completely ran me down after a whole week before of being totally and completely sick as shit. sure, we just had a three day weekend…but the boy and i were so run down that it was pretty blah. a lot of hanging out at the house in a heap of bleeeeeeeeeh.
right now, i’m slogging through work (boring) and getting ready for various birthday festivities for this coming weekend.
/mindless drivel
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best part of the weekend? dim sum.
so much delicious, delicious pork at green tea. sunny is a fucking god. a pork god…mmmm……….
(seriously? my kingdom for a bucket of pork buns!)
most productive part of the weekend? getting new litterbox for poopy mcshitpantsnacho. because it was very necessary, and watching him get completely confused by the complexities of the new litter box was hilarious:
sometimes, just sometimes…nacho is cute:
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i’m seriously reconsidering what the fuck i’m doing with my life these days. arguably, i’m not anywhere near where i imagined i might someday be at this point in my life. and i don’t rightly know how i feel about that yet. however, there are a lot of things that need changing.
am i strong enough to change them?
i don’t typically fear change — it happens whether you want it to or not so you might as well get used to that idea — but maybe i’m too comfortable with my life to do something about it right now? maybe i’ve gotten complacent and dull. maybe i’m not up for rocking the boat these days.
then again, if i’m so fucking comfortable…why am i so unhappy?
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today marks the arrival of the First Iced Coffee of the Year. it is an utterly delicious iced caramel macciato (heavy on the CRACK!)…mmmmmmmm. say what you want about starbucks, they are heavenly. dunkin donuts ain’t got shot on mah starbucks.
the weather is something like bullshit this month. warm and humid then cold and frigid then kind of swampy. or something like snow. maddening.
also, i’m mad cranky after last night. parking lot douche + power outage + random fire dept. dudes making me put pants on + everything else in the world = cranky. plus i’m still taking GIANT FUCKING HORSE PILL antibiotics, and that is never fun for anyone.
and by anyone i mean me.
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pet peeve of the day: “ping”
i hate when people say “i’m going to ping you”, or “i just pinged him/her/it over myspace/fb/im/etc.” it’s fucking not accurate terminology and it drives my bugfuck crazy. same with calling an email address a url (note: yourmom@mail.com is NOT A FUCKING URL!)
a little background:
Ping is a computer network tool used to test whether a particular host is reachable across an IP network. It works by sending ICMP “echo request†packets to the target host and listening for ICMP “echo response†replies. ping estimates the round-trip time, generally in milliseconds, and records any packet loss, and prints a statistical summary when finished.
The word ping is also frequently used as a verb or noun, where it can refer directly to the round-trip time, the act of running a ping program or measuring the round-trip time.
if you’re sending me a message from outlook, yahoo, gmail, hotmail, aol, eudora, pine — whatever! — then for the love of all things fucking holy say “i am emailing! you.” gawd…is that really so fucking hard?
if you skype/im/gchat someone, then fucking say: “i am [im-ing/messaging/chatting’] so&so.”
for fuck’s sake, it’s not that hard! you are not pinging them. you can’t send someone a ping. you.just.fucking.can’t. if it’s coming from your email address and it contains whatever trite bullshit message/picture/saying/video/porn that is swirling around in your brainmeats at the time it’s not a fucking ping. ok? it’s fucking not!
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