The misinformation about sugar and diabetes is rage-inducing.
Has anyone seen my motiviation? I have a shit-ton of work to do--all proposals with hard deadlines--and I don't wanna.
My apathy for this job surprises even me.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The misinformation about sugar and diabetes is rage-inducing.
Has anyone seen my motiviation? I have a shit-ton of work to do--all proposals with hard deadlines--and I don't wanna.
My apathy for this job surprises even me.
I sort of wish I had a copy of my last blood work, so the next time I see "fat people can't be healthy" or any kind of fat shaming" I can show them my numbers.
My cholesterol levels are great, I'm not at risk for diabetes, and my blood pressure has never been high. It's usually in the low range.
... to be fair, there are now two separate groups trying to revive the Parkway Theater. Surely one of them will be successful?
I don't know about the other group, but the New Parkway is a go. It'll be opening this year in Uptown (474 24th St).
Isn't Alamo Drafthouse the place that evicted a patron for having her cellphone on during the show and she called in a complaint that was all over the web?
And I'm currently wrestling with DNS changes and Network Solutions. dog help me (also ceiling cat and any techno~ma available)
Isn't Alamo Drafthouse the place that evicted a patron for having her cellphone on during the show and she called in a complaint that was all over the web?
Yep.
It'll be opening this year in Uptown (474 24th St).
I saw that article in the Chron, but I am skeptical until it actually happens. Also, parking in that area is a problem, IME.
I realise that I would want to stab other quoters of TPB in the face. Because I want to be able to hear the actors! Just them and my own obsessive muttering, thanks. I mean, apart from laughter and appropriate gasps of horror, naturally.
Ugh, you guys. I totally lost my shit in my one-on-one with my boss this morning. I am overwhelmed! What I did not mention is that my special breed of overwhelm leads to total inaction, which of course only exacerbates. AND I know the problem is temporary (due to understaffing), but I guess I'm glad she saw me freak out, although it was totally embarrassing.
Well, I hope the freakout pays off, Jesse. Since you done had it and all. And that your boss gets that shit just happens sometimes. I'd love to have a bit of a meltdown at the office, but instead I keep volunteering for more stuff.
Aw, Jesse.
I wanted to lose my shit with my boss yesterday. But I just glowered at him instead.