Oh, you guys, I have to confess something. I learned this morning that the "promotion" at least one of my coworkers got didn't come with any money attached. So in my petty heart, that made me feel better.

G was a skank ho. Knowing she wanted into D's pants didn't bother me in the least. Telling D she wanted into his pants...well, if he wanted into her pants in return, I was okay with it being over between us, because that was a really unattractive thing to do. I like spreading the truth.

Speaking of the truth--Polter Cow, sign up for an IO9 account and post your correction to the pharmacology article and I'll approve it for you. Don't sit on the facts, yo.

Oh, you guys, I have to confess something. I learned this morning that the "promotion" at least one of my coworkers got didn't come with any money attached. So in my petty heart, that made me feel better.

Hah! Totally get this. I'm a little bitter because an old coworker, who started after me, didn't get laid off when I did, so ended up with more experience in a lot of things (and has a great resume). She just got laid off now, a few years later, and is looking for jobs that would be above me. Hrmph. Even though I like my job and don't necessarily want the higher job (I even turned down an opportunity to apply for it, earlier this year) it still irks.

I tried to sign up and...what, I have to connect to a Facebook or Twitter account? What fresh hell is this? Fuck that noise. I don't want things "connected" to Facebook if they don't need to be.

Yay, Erin! Good on ya.

IOfoodN, vegan cookie recipe.

I will second Jessica, here. In light of further clarification, 'douchebag' was overstating it. That romantic/intimate craving can be overwhelming, and I can see how it would be difficult to maintain a friendship while keeping that craving in check.

My grandmother had a saying when my mother was a child: "We fall in love dozens of times in our lives; it's what we do about it that matters."

I think that saying embodies some of the same (difficult) questions -- and I don't feel like I have any particular insight into the answers.

Wow, P-C. I didn't realise they were now forcing you to have a Twitter or FB account, and recommending a dud Twitter account if you don't want to be tied to anything. That's rude on a number of levels.

Beautiful nerdy engagement photos. I can never get engaged. By the time I would, there will be no good ideas left for photos.

Wow, P-C. I didn't realise they were now forcing you to have a Twitter or FB account, and recommending a dud Twitter account if you don't want to be tied to anything. That's rude on a number of levels.

Right? I mean, THE NERVE. I'm not going to jump through hoops for you, io9.

I thought I was going to add some mad insights to this conversation, but then a voice in my head said "You idiot...you can't close." So I think you can do without my Wambaugh-crossed-with-Jezebel assessments on the human condition, especially as my Good, Giving, and Game is slowly being replaced by Gimpy, Grumpy, and Glum. But, yeah, for me a lot of my deep friendships have an erotic component. "I'm upset because the relationship I think I have is not the relationship I actually have." --Detective John Munch

For me, there's occasionally an instant attraction to a person where I go dear in the headlights and just want to bask in the person, absorb the person, be absorbed by the person.

Historically, as an aside, those haven't ended well for me if they've gone anywhere. But anyhow.

It's not as common for me as knowing someone for a while and coming to the same conclusion.