I slip into my old South-of-Pittsburgh accent when I'm tired. It's the accent that made people think I was from England when I first moved to Utah.

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The central part of North Florida sounds like South Georgia, but the Panhandle is different.

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Today is all sorts of clusterfuck. What is wrong with people? Obviously I don't do my job right, because one sick day, and we seem to be further behind than when I was last here. This is not actually how job security is supposed to work.

Just had a vendor presentation by people who are not as slick as they think we are. Sometimes, I think having been a vendor is one of the worst decisions I made in my career--or at least not staying a vendor. I get so twitchy during presentations, because I'm criticising them as a former presenter as well as a potential/current customer.

We had to dress business formal today, and everyone is giving me shit. Apparently I don't usually look...polished? Whatevs. At least I know my 80s style dress suit is fly. It was either that or my 70s style dress suit, because that's how I roll. For some reason, I haven't found my one true suit suit.

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I always think I have a very flat, Midwestern anchorperson type of accent, until I go somewhere else, and someone thinks I'm southern, and I'm all "WHA?? You don't even KNOW."

But I pick up accents pretty easily, except I can't do a good Aussie accent to save my life. I came back from 6 months in London with a pretty decent Brit tinge, and I still can't rid myself of "bloody" and "bugger."

Which was nice in the American classroom, because I could still cuss and not be outed for it. (I would also cuss in French & German, but too many of my students knew Spanish to get away with that one.)

And now I can cuss at work all day long AND IT'S FUCKING GREAT!

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My accent has flattened out enough that people ask me why I have one.

Because otherwise I'm *so* local. Bite me!

And...another sassy comment on my clothes. Last time I wear sheer hose ever, I swear.

(Man, if I could wear a corset tomorrow, I totally would)

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I've noticed something interesting re: my sister Linda and her Facebook friends. Nearly all of them use their maiden names as part of the Facebook names, but then most of them are people I remember were her friends in high school and before. Heck, elementary school, some of them. I suppose it's natural that they'd still use the names they've known each other by for decades.

And it occurred to me that there is no one I communicate with online--other than Hubby and Linda--who knows me by my maiden name. But I moved far away from that old world, and Linda currently lives within ten miles of where she was born and grew up.

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Completely tangential, because Dan just made me watch this spoof animated video someone made of '80's cartoons.

I married a deeply disturbed individual. Space Stallions, for your...um, delectation? [link]

It's totally work-safe. But not earworm or synthesizer-safe.

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And...another sassy comment on my clothes. Last time I wear sheer hose ever, I swear.

Well, if you'd wear a skirt over the sheer hose no one would comment.

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Well, if you'd wear a skirt over the sheer hose no one would comment

Are you talking smack about my panties?

I just narrowly avoided having my picture taken with some vituperative trash talk.

I can't find the "KICK ME" sign on my back, but it must be there somewhere.

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Much better animation than most of the '80s cartoons.

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