That's actually a fairly good price. Were you at Jitters?
No. There's a joint down in Dayton that knows me, where I sing on Wednesdays. They know I like my gin and tonics in tall glasses with lots of tonic, so they toss in another shot of gin for fun to fuck with me.
Seriously, that was including tip. I think the bill was $12.
oh. OH. the reason why i have been hot as shit all day and nauseous because of it, is because our air conditioner is broke. and has been. all day.
15 minutes left on the longest day in the world.
#FreeFarfalla
@Meg sympathy upvote
Discovering that at least one of my co-workers is a pro-Trump, anti-immigration, men's rights activist means I'm not even sure I'm going to be able to look at him, much less talk to him.
Whatever happened to "love trumps hate"? You should date him. 
Discovering that at least one of my co-workers is a pro-Trump, anti-immigration, men's rights activist means I'm not even sure I'm going to be able to look at him, much less talk to him.
Whatever happened to "love trumps hate"? You should date him.
I have a row of dominos at work just waiting to be kicked off, and here I am waiting for a decision to get the ball rolling. Basically, I could be happily busy having days that fly by, but upper management is dithering on making the call, and I just found out half the committee is off on vacation until late July, when the other half heads off.
My summer project isn't going to start until late fucking September.
One of the two clients/projects I work on just cut hours. I, personally, lost 6 hours a week. That's roughly $160/check gone.
Finding another project that will need just 6 hours a week will be difficult enough. Finding one that will pay $13.50+ an hour will be next to impossible (most start at $9/hr).
Because it's not like I was trying to get money together to move in a month and a half or anything...
Unexpected surgical component of dental appointment.
Hearing the phrase 'hand me the laser' when in chair.
Hearing the word 'cauterized' spoken aloud when said laser is pointed at my face.
That is not a happy smell. It is a less happy taste.
Existential dilemma due to having reflexively swallowed, not sure if this constitutes self-cannibalism in some abstract fashion; this is more disquieting than the taste/smell.
Noping right the fuck out of the rest of this day, thanks. o.o
If it makes you feel any better, you are always self cannibalizing, whether defined as swallowing parts of yourself, or metabolizing parts of yourself for materials.
In other news "Saliva causes cancer, but only if swallowed in small amounts over a long period of time."
I wasn't sure where to share this story, so I'll just share it here. It's a fun story, but it also involved me waking up at 4:30 AM to the sound of cats growling and hissing and generally going off on each other.
I have two cats, one is old and grumpy, named Hides In Bushes And Trees. The other is not as old, a black cat with a few stray white hairs on her chest and orange eyes, named Orangejuice McSofa. I woke up to Hides hissing and growling and OJ for some reason. She wouldn't stop even after the usual 'staaahp' and waving at her, etc etc, which will normally end their spats.
So I got up, turned on the light, put my glasses on and was like WHAT IS IT. But then I heard another cat on the other side of the bed and I was like-- oh shit. I looked on the other side of the bed, and it was OJ. I looked back to the cat I /thought/ was OJ and see that it is not. It is an imitation OJ (that's actually skinnier and such differences I missed as I was waking up). Hides is still freaking out at this point, about to have a heart attack I think because this cat crawled into an open window in my basement condo.
I get them locked apart, set out food by the open window for the imitation OJ, who keeps hissing and growling and screeching at me whenever it sees me. Finally, after a while, it decided it was time to go. I closed the window.
Hides still hasn't forgiven me for this all happening??
#FreeFarfalla
Oh fucking well.
@Meg Did I ever tell you about the time I kept discovering baby opossums in my house? The first time, I was in the basement doing laundry and both cats were skulking around supervising me. There's a litter box down there and I heard somebody kicking y'know using it... It took me a good several minutes to realize that it wasn't either of the cats. This little oppossum smaller then my shoe comes sashaying out like, "What's up guys? What's goin on? I'm just being casual."
The next time it happened, I was in the kitchen with friends over. There was music blasting and lights all on. Another little creature walked right across the kitchen floor to eat the cat food. The cats just started queuing up behind it all wall-eyed waiting their dumb turns to eat.
This happened like five times. I kept driving them to new and distant locations.
@scar -- I feel like you need to know this exists: Gary the Trash Cat
Meet Gary the Trash Cat, a local Philadelphia 'celebrity'. He was found as an orphaned baby opossum and hand-reared by the couple he now lives with -- with the help of some wildlife conservationists -- as he couldn't (and can't) survive outside on his own for a variety of reasons.
Long story short, your Instagram feed can now be filled with the wondrous glory of a pet possum being dressed up in dorky sweaters and holiday outfits. You're welcome.
https://whatiswrongwith.me/Mia
There were never any good old days. They are today. They are tomorrow. It's a stupid thing we say, cursing tomorrow with sorrow. -- Gogol Bordello
@Aria That makes a lot of sense. I'm in Philly.
@scar -- Saaaaame, though that is likely a conversation not meant for public boards, if it's ever had at all.
https://whatiswrongwith.me/Mia
There were never any good old days. They are today. They are tomorrow. It's a stupid thing we say, cursing tomorrow with sorrow. -- Gogol Bordello
I have mixed feelings about this Star Wars vs Star Trek argument.
Antagonizing people to the point of losing their cool and then pointing at the resulting blow up and insinuating they're a terrible person for being human doesn't make you clever or amusing, it makes you a fucking asshole. There are a lot of fucking assholes in the world, but at this moment I'm talking about the ones on MSB. At least I own being mean and hateful when I am in fact being mean and hateful, which is honestly not that often. Shameless, self-righteous fucks.
Tinuviel about 9 hours ago
I hate you with the power of a thousand Pandoras.
Sometimes when people push the boundaries of people keeping their mouths shut in the face of immense sanctimonious hypocrisy, eventually they get what they are in fact asking for.
I'm sorry, are you insinuating that someone holds the rights to sanctimonious BS on this forum? Because that shit is practically the bread and butter around here, and if I'm also guilty of it then so be it, but let's not throw stones at cheap glass houses please. I'll never champion the idea that people need to 'be nice', I'm certainly not. But the way you little cliques form up and and disperse like so many swarms of cannibalistic piranha to prey on people that aren't even doing/saying anything particularly grievous is bogus as shit. At least be half-decent enough to keep it aimed at people that you can at least pretend have it coming. Like me.
That's actually a fairly good price. Were you at Jitters?
No. There's a joint down in Dayton that knows me, where I sing on Wednesdays. They know I like my gin and tonics in tall glasses with lots of tonic, so they toss in another shot of gin for fun to fuck with me.
Seriously, that was including tip. I think the bill was $12.
