I think my favorite part is

You can survive and prosper in a modern, high brilliance standards “rock ‘n’ roll” culture where your supervisors are fearless and your peers are A-game “imaginators” with the highest of execution standards

Because you know that's just code for bro-culture.

And quotations are "abused" on a "regular" basis to show what "forward thinking" "bleeding edge" "rock star" "revolutionaries" as we "reimaginate" the "news"

Bro. Bro, we're, like, imaginators, bro!

How do you breathe content?

I consistently find that I am more content when I breathe than when I don't.

Because you know that's just code for bro-culture.

It's barely code. Wait, sorry: It's "barely" code.

Timelies all!

Finished my holiday shopping. Had to order my mom's gift online, since the Macy's I went to had no cosmetic/travel bags whatsoever. Also had to pay extra to make sure it will arrive here before we leave for Florida.

imaginators is a terrible word that shouldn't be in a job description.

In addition to my other adulting, I've located a new doctor and gone for a physical. And in doing so, I also got antibiotics to try to kill the respiratory infection I've been living with for the past 2 months.

Tomorrow, I'll go to the gym then to a blood draw. Doesn't this all sound fun?

Do today's douchebros really use "rock n' roll" as an adjective? I'm getting the sense that this was written by Spicoli from Fast Times at Ridgemont High.

Damn, Kat. Go you with the adulting! I slept in, read, worked out (somewhat half-heartedly), went to the grocery store, made a tinder date...

Anne is getting my cat some catnip for Christmas. Now I suppose I should get her cat something for Christmas too...

meara, your day sounds way better.