Jumping to share: "It's all fun and games until someone gets a dick in the eye."

Now back to your normally scheduled chatting....

Dear Landlady,
There is a reason Drew and I wanted to pay a little more to hire a good contractor. That trellis thing the cheap guy you hired is adding to our back yard is fugly. Also uneven. I can't grow ivy fast enough to cover it.

Dear Admin,
I've worked here for two years. Why the hell are you making me submit a cover letter and resume for an ancillary, part-time position? Seriously?

Dear Students,
I really don't want to read and grade all of your creative Odyssey assignments. Let's just pretend that I did that already, okay?

Dear Diversity Committee,
Next time you want to put the faculty in the spotlight for incredibly personal questions about religion, family, sexuality, et al, a little notice would be nice.

Dear Self,
Your desk makes the baby Monk cry. Clean it.

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It's been a long day. In case you can't tell.

Coffee:

Erin, meara left you a message here: meara "Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down." Apr 8, 2008 12:09:53 pm PDT

Vw, did you find your legal answer? Its a good question but hard to answer without more details.

I didn't. Should I e-mail you more details?

Dear Diversity Committee,

Next time you want to put the faculty in the spotlight for incredibly personal questions about religion, family, sexuality, et al, a little notice would be nice.

Er, that sounds sucktastic. What did they do???

I discovered that even though I futzed around a bit and didn't get going quite as early as planned, when I'm not looking at the clock thinking "I have to get my bus now", I keep working a lot later (I usually get in a groove in the late afternoon anyway, but then if I look up and think it's time to go home, I stop....but if I'm already home, not as much). So that's good to know...though bad is when I futz around all day COUNTING on a late-afternoon motivation spurt. (I did not do that today, but have in the past)

He said he wanted to bring one to me but his wife told him it was too weird. I was like I WANT IT!!!! CAUSE I TOTALLY DO!

I think it is too weird. And I think that YOU are too weird. So CLEARLY this is the right thing to do.

vw, good luck with this, whatever you choose.

Empress - I have no words for the sheer asshattery of this guy.

Laga - nice letter!

www, Fay... I am on Facebook, but I already ranted in the last Natter about how profoundly I don't get it. All those green walls and super pokes and virtual cupcakes and people wanting me to forward some picture of a teddy bear around the world--I'm lame and old and I don't understand any of it. I know there's some sort of Scrabble-y game there, which would be cool, but I don't know where it is or how to find it and Facebook doesn't seem to want to play nicely with Firefox, so mostly I just ignore the whole business.

But, but that doesn't need to be your Facebook experience! 'cause I ignore all these SuperWalls and UberWalls and NoThisIsTheBESTWall nonsense things and stick with just having the common-or-garden wall that people can write messages on if they want to. (I really don't want a place where people can forward me new stupid junkmail.) And I don't do TopFriends/BestFriends/TheseAreMyREALHomies or any of that crap, because I don't like the whole elitist nonsense. And I don't do VirtualCupcakes or Hatching Gifts or whatever, because I can't be bothered. I'm quite picky about which applications I add.

I just have the things I like - like an art gallery of some of my favourite paintings, and a Pirate game where I can sail around and find buried treasure and attack other pirates, and a Firefly trivia game. That sort of thing. And I love being able to post my photos easily, and see other people's photos, and get a glimpse into what's happening with other people whom I don't normally see.

t /sad

Which isn't to say that you must love Facebook! Life is short. But - I feel like this is like Tara saying that she doesn't go online because of all the bad spelling - which I entirely understand and respect, and indeed applaud, but then there are places where people CAN spell, and do care about grammar! And, and I think with Facebook it's similar, inasmuchas there's a lot of annoying rubbish, but you can just eschew the annoying bits and use the bits you like. Um. Or, you know - not. Um.

...somehow the more I write, the more I sound like a dickhead, so I'm going to stop now. Because I do not, in face, work for Facebook, and I'm not REALLY trying to make everyone use it lots. It just sounds that way the more I type. Um. Meanwhile, though (and this is what started me off in the first place, really) those of you who have facebook accounts (including the lovely JZ) can see my ridiculous new shoes here

(Flickr wasn't uploading the picture for some reason.)

Fay hates me. She wants me to sign up for the evil facebook just to see the cute shoes.

I'm pouting now.

Sorry! Sorry - it's just that it uploaded to Facebook easily, and then when I tried to send it to Flickr so I could post a link here it was all 'yeah, I don't THINK so missy!'

But I'll try again, because I'm honestly NOT trying to be like some kind of door-to-door Facebook salesman!

eta

...okay, no, Flickr still giving me no love.

See, THIS is what got me into using Facebook in the first place - I do love its photo storage capacity!

t / Preacher for the First Church of Facebook

aww, it's okay, love -- I meant to be jokey-pouting, but that probably came off way harsher than I intended about your scary cult shiny toy.