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- 21:29 Home from class. Time to have a drink. Pack up and get ready for tomorrow's trip to DC! #
- 22:55 How come a taxi from the train station to the hotel costs as much as a train ride from NYC to DC? Oook. #
- 23:30 Time for bed... good night everybody. #
| Saturday, May 17th, 2008 | |||||
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kinkysmart |
1:24a | Job interview today. It was... interesting. Interview on the other side of town, 30 min drive without traffic on vinyl seats and no air conditioning. You know how when you are on vinyl or leather and you aren't moving so you don't really know how much you are sweating in the hamstring area? I get out of the car, and the backs of my thighs are soaked. Like I sat in a puddle. Like I need a diaper. Like I really need this before my first legit interview for a job? I'm already a couple minutes late and it's Phoenix Arizona Hot outside with no shade in the parking lot. The only reason I have this interview is because my resume was sent to them from a friend (a friend here on LJ, in fact - Thanks Hilz!). Both of these facts compel me inside where I somehow manage to greet the woman near the door who is expecting me and make it into the conference room to start filling out the application without ever letting anyone get behind me. I am sure I think I was all clever like Teller in that series of moves, and the chick walked away wondering what I sat in to make me keep my back to the wall. I am left alone for 20 minutes to do the application where I essentially am re-writing the resume that is in my hand, but now putting all that information into 15 word chunks that still don't fit in the box they gave you to sum up your professional life. Applications are the first step in feeling like you are begging for a job. Yay! While doing this, I am either standing at the table or sitting at the edge of the chair to let the backs of my pants hang free and dry out. There was nothing nearby with which to create water emergency and justify my being very damp. Just have to keep my back to the wall - which I do! Guy comes in and we start to chat. One hour and Forty-Five minutes pass, and we are still chit-chatting. He know knows my entire career, and everywhere I've lived. We have discussed the state of the economy, what the car industry tells us about the economy, the future trends of bankruptcy, stupid people with and without money, the porn industry, layoffs, corporate crime, world war II bombers, and the possibility that he and his wife are swingers. I've had a tour of the entire facility, and in the end I was given his business card and asked to call on Monday. Possibility 1: no offer will be made because I am overqualified for the position or that he can't make me an offer close to what I was making in my last job. Possibility 2: he will make me an offer that is much lower than what I was making, but if that number is what it takes for me to just barely pay my bills, I will take the job out of fear. If I do that, then I will certainly keep looking for a better position, and he's going to know that so this lessens the possibility of an offer. He needs a telesales guy to cold call a list of a couple thousand car dealerships in the southeastern part of the US (Florida to Tenesee and all adjacent) and sell them advertising. This will have no possibility of going back into any kind of management in the foreseeable future - as the business has closed off several of it's over divisions and has recently had some layoffs himself. This is the one open position, and it's going to be a step backwards on the career ladder. Leap backwards, actually. However, it's a kickass company. We talked about porn and stupid people in the interview. The guy hinted he is a dirty wife swapper. If he makes an offer above my survival level, how long would I stay? These are the questions I will ask, but not until monday when I find out which of the possibilities they will choose. Meanwhile, my wife is having leg anxiety and can't get comfortable in bed. My presence doesn't help her get comfortable, but at least she won't be suffering alone. This is my job tonight, and I am happy to do it. Because no matter how bad life sucks outside my house - once I walk through that door, it's all just peachy. I am lucky to have her. - T. | |||
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smtigger |
3:36a | Bootie NYC always a good night... | |||
| susiebrightblog | 1:57a | From Tight Sweaters to the Pentagon Papers When my good friend, and mentor, Sally Binford, died in 1994, I thought I knew the entire story of her life. Sally was one of the gate-crashing feminist sexual liberationists of her generation; I couldn't get enough of that! She... | |||
| dilbertdaily | 12:00a | Comic for May 17, 2008 
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schrathe |
2:36a | Also For those of you who NEVER tire of a good conspiracy! http://www.lennonmurdertruth.com/in I saw the guy driving the van with this logo the other day. Shouting at passersby is another good way to drum up support that you aren't nuts. I suppose that it worked since I went to the site. Your next homework assignment? Define APOPHENIA | |||
| Friday, May 16th, 2008 | |||||
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princesskaite |
9:17p | Wives go out, mistresses stay in tonight, tonight is not the best night in the life of kaite. Theoretically, everything should be fine. Practically, I want to crawl up under a rock. Weather was gorgeous today - sun, super good mood, getting to leave work early -rawk, right? Airport, Car rental return guy - now all warmed up to me, he's no Mo, but he's pretty good. United checkin smooth. Seats as expected. Customs guy 1. Great. Customs guy 2 (who's really just suppose to take my fucking form and only direct me to the special security room if my form indicates it) - fucking PRICK. PRICK. It doesn't matter WHY THE FUCK I'm going to Americaland. I'm AMERICAN. I was so not in the mood. I also just wrote "washington DC" on my form. The first customs agent had written "hotel" in the address line as I told him I was going to see friends. PRICKMAN goes on an insane line of questioning about why don't I have addresses etc etc etc and then wants to know when I'm coming back to Canada (WHY DOES THAT FUCKING MATTER). Finally he let me go. I would have preferred the special room, cuz at least the Charles Bronson lookalike is nice. Anyways. The United lady recognized me (its about fucking time), and boarding was smooth. However, since arrival at the airport my head had been fucking killing me. I had water, I had caffeine, I had more water - nothing was helping and I had NO more advil. So I had a drink on the plane. Technically I had two. So yes, after about a month I've had alcohol without making it all the way to camp. But I don't feel guilty about it. Well I must on some level as I keep trying to justify it but it made my head feel much better and well, I didn't have 5 or 8 or 12. But I don't really fucking care at this point because my goddamn head finally stopped hurting. Of course, this doesn't make other things easier to deal with. Oh! and at the airport I called HatemK - cuz this morning I heard "shorty you're my angel, you're my darling. Closer than my peeps you are to me" - which I totally have a burned in image of her singing at one point that magical summer in troy. I miss the phi girls. We totally need girls weekend. And now I'm at LAX. In the RCC - where there are LOTS of people going awesome places like Australia. And I kind of want to say fuck it and get on a plane somewhere AWESOME. But sadly my good guilt keeps that in check. I do really want to sleep tho so I'm having some good feelings about the redeye. Assuming there are blankets - cuz my toes were fucking freezing on flight one. I do have socks and stolen hyatt slippers for this one tho if worst comes to worst. I also had mcdonald's chicken nuggets for dinner as they were close to the best choice available, but they made me want to hurl. Also tonight I am super jaded. Everywhere I look I'm judging strangers relationships. Like the guy who was on the phone next to me talking to his wife. She had an appointment like immediately upon his return home and all I could think in my head was "she's dying for you to get home and take the kids back so she can go fuck her lover". There are some people who I hear on the phone who I think are so right on that I wonder if they're really that happy or they're just so good at lying after the millions of miles apart, that you can't even tell anymore. See. Jaded.* And then there is the mind wandering to the deep dark uncomfortable places about life and choices and happiness and judging and ass size and ugh. So excited to get on the fucking plane, blow up my stupid ass pillow, put my fucking headphones in place for when we hit 10K feet, and turn my fucking brain off. I better have snapped the fuck out of it by arrival at BWI. And I'm sure I will - or the bus ride to avis will shake it out of me. its friday night on the west coast ~K *I know there are people who are truly happy in the world. Who's partners don't cheat. Who are blissful . I even know some of these people. I'm just having a hard fucking time seeing it today. ps. the adjective of this post is apparently 'fucking' and i'm ok with that too pps. the rcc at lax has cauliflower - which is not a good food for people who are already gassy from all of the cabin pressurization. just sayin' Current Mood:  crappy | |||
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bluknight |
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susan_wright |
6:46p | Love Letter to Anderson Cooper Oh, Andy... I found your video, you naughty man, right where you left it on YouTube. I love it when you get that masterful gleam in your eye, the way your glove caresses the whip, giving it a firm smack that sings to my soul... as only your hand can The last time I saw you was at the Kathy Griffin show at Madison Square Garden. I paused near you in the exit hallway. Andy, you looked so pale. Are you working too hard, traveling the world, delivering your dire bulletins like the never-ending beat of doom? You had a very cute young man with you who urged you to go backstage to see Kathy. I called out – "Oh, yes, you have to go. Kathy will be disappointed if you don't." You must remember me – I waved when you looked over. BTW, I like your friend. I'd be happy to work him into our scene. (Call me.) Susan | |||
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cubanchic |
5:10p | ha her I just had a Jill scott moment.... I love her. | |||
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cubanchic |
3:51p | all to write about but how? One painful thing I have noticed in the last few months that I have not had a english teacher.. is that I am falling back even more. example: I am now typing in my head what the correct word should be and a word that is close in spelling often gets typed out. I review my words and don't catch it. I review my words as I should a few day later and I am motified. | |||
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addienfaemne |
4:10p | PARTY TIME My Incomplete is officially made up and all my grades are reported and all my graduation requirements are checked off! And I'm graduating Magna Cum Laude! And I made the Dean's List this year which means I've made the Dean's List for three years in my Penn career! Yeaaaaah! I AM DONE, MOTHER FUCKERS! | |||
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addienfaemne |
2:35p | bitch got TOLD "Several hundred graduates and faculty at the Washington University commencement stood with their backs to the stage this morning, in quiet protest as Phyllis Schlafly received an honorary degree." HAHAHAHAH PWND Oh and according to Feministing, the article underestimates the number of back-turners: apparently several thousand undergraduates and graduates at the ceremony turned their backs on Schlafly when she got up to speak. Shit like this gives me hope for America. Current Mood:  optimistic | |||
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ass_whisperer |
1:36p | update from Tristan ( You are about to view content that may only be appropriate for adults. ) Current Mood:  excited | |||
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dbroussa |
12:51p | Sundries Well, the Spurs won again last night. So, for them to advance they will have to do something that only one team has done this round...win a road game. I am hopeful, but far from confident. They have yet to show the ability to be competitive when in New Orleans. I have been trying out twitter. dbroussa is my twitter name. I have been unab le to get LoudTwitter to auto-post my tweets for some reason. Politics. My last post raised some hackles. Good. It was supposed to. My perception is that the Dems want to end the war no matter the cost. It doesn't matter if it makes sense or not...just end it. I can understand that. I don't agree, but I can understand it. I think it is something that reasonable people can disagree on. Where I had a problem was listening to the crowds tepid response to Sen. Edwards saying that when the troops come home, they will be treated as heros. Now, for him that means spending more money on VA benefits. It just blew my mind that these Michigan Obama supporters would so dislike that concept. To me, I see that as a dislike for the troops because to celebrate them is to celebrate their mission well done (which would be an admission that the mission was important and since the Democrat platform...for Obama at least...is that the mission is not important and never was important then celebrating the troops is impossible). Interestingly Sen. Edwards' concept of celebrating the troops is effectively victimizing them...but that is another rant for another time. Last point. BinaryAthena asked why my Senators do not support the Webb GI bill. I suspect that one primary reason is because the military doesn't support it. There is an alternative proposal that also have bipartisan support but it rarely gets mentioned. Two reasns that Se. Graham's bill is better...transferability of benefits and extending the reach back prior to 9/11. Sen. Webb's bill would cap benefits only for those who served post 9/11 whereas Vets with unused benefits from prior to 9/11 would gain the benefits from Sen. Graham's version. I can understand the Pentagon's dislike of Sen. Webb's bill to a point. It is seen as a disincentive to retention. Of course that particular issue should be solved another way...which leads back to the tepid response to treating Vets as heros who risked life and limb for us. I think one basic mistake we have made as a country is getting away from the concept of the War Bond. Ahh well...its not like I will change that policy...nor many opinions. But that is OK. I enjoy the debate and the discussions. | |||
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randyminxx |
1:24p | food issues Thanks a lot to Kaite and my favorite Grill Master :) Your suggestions have been so helpful. A couple of people have asked me whyi don't like cajun food, seafood or what my allergies are. i am not JUST being difficult. It breaks down like this: Allergic to: Black Pepper (any spice that creates a warming sensation in the mouth) Mustard seed Fennel Tree nuts Since gall bladder surgery in 1995, i can no longer eat tomatos or tomato products without almost instant pain. i used to LOVE tomato. The me "being difficult" part is: i do not eat eggs (the smell alone gags me) no fruit that touches dessert (other than pie) no "signs of life" on my plate. This is food with bones, rare or even pink centered steak, fish with heads, etc. | |||
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princesskaite |
10:10a | The word of the day is glorious Today is GLORIOUS!!!! The weather in Vancouver has FINALLY come around (just in time for me to leave for the weekend). I woke up at 5:05 this morning to the sun coming up. I had a panic attack thinking I had slept WAY through my alarm (as its been miserable here in the mornings with the sun -sometimes- coming out in the afternoon). But no, just a GLORIOUS day here. SO NICE. And this of course, affects my mood far more than I would like - but it DOES mean that I am gloriously happy today too. I drove to work with the windows down singing along to the awesome stuff people had put on the radio for this occasion. It would be the PERFECT day for friends and a road trip. I then went to get gas - and HOLY SHIT is gas expensive. I know, I don't have to tell you people, but SERIOUSLY. So usually, I drive my car for 4 or 5 days, take it to the airport, but 25-35CAD in the car, and call it a day. In my head, that's not too bad. I've been mostly been driving smaller, more fuel efficient cars as well. Today I took my mini-suv to the gas station and put 72.60!!!!!!!!!! in to fill the tank. I almost had a heart attack. I don't know how like families spend $100 on gas every week. That's a HUGE budget. (And I don't know what I'm complaining about since I'm not actually paying for it - but I actually have guilt having spent that much money on gas). I packed light this morning which was awesome. It almost would have fit in my laptop bag if it had been cleaned out - but of course that's the project for at work today so instead I have my adorable little hard side. I almost brought my stuff just in a little bag, but it was heavy cuz small, but dense, and I knew my arm was going to want to fall off at some point in all the airport scrambling. I love that several days later the A2M poll is still generating commentary. It makes me want to take a more detailed poll. I am also dressed totally inappropriately at work today - and I totally don't care. Its a long weekend here in Canadia, a lot of people are missing anyways, and its friday. The black pants are fine, the t-shirt is probably friday appropriate, but I topped it off with flip flops! I also TOTALLY get to leave early today. And both my flight to LAX and BWI have been upgraded. Sure, it was a bunch of miles, but comfy window seat at the bulkhead with no one in my personal space will hopefully lead to a very pleasant redeye. We'll see. I think I'm so excited I'll be unable to sleep. I did download Season 2 of Dexter from itunes tho - so I'm going to put a bunch of them on the Touch in case I can't sleep. As excited as I am, I don't think I'll have trouble sleeping - as I've been needing more sleep than usual lately. Yesterday the exercising continued. I added a few more seconds to the amount of time i'm able to run, but there was a LOT of walking in there. I also quit after about 45 minutes. I can't figure out why its hard to run further - but am realizing if I don't analyze it its easier than if I start thinking about how my legs or feet are moving or how I'm breathing (I sometimes hold my breath and need to stop that). I really think going to the running clinic will be helpful as I'll be forced to run, then walk for a prescribed time, then run again. I'm going to go sign up next week. I'm also totally annoyed by all of the people who get in the way when its warm out. But I try and be a polite vancouverite and not yell at them to move. Its better out there when its colder - everyone's polite and knows the rules. And I don't think I have anything more exciting to say for now. Except that my ideal job at work came up, but it would mean moving to the west coast. I'm having an insane west coast vs NYC debate in my head right now. I talk to the hiring manager next friday which will hopefully help me to understand better how I feel, though I suspect it will end up further clouding things. Happy Friday kiddies! See some of you tomorrow! MWAH! ~K Current Mood: exanimate | |||
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cinekink [ lisavnyc ] |
12:08p | So gay! Or, to be more politic, so same-sex! We're slightly chagrined to admit, but our first thought upon learning that the California State Supreme Court had struck down laws limiting same-sex marriage was of the wedding invitations that would soon be winging their way to our mailbox. We do love a good party! And ever since we endured the sweet tortures of planning our own wedding a few years back, one of our secret indulgences continues to be wedding porn, with a sordid, lingering taste for the occasional Whose Wedding is it Anyway? marathon. So, while we're of course enraptured by the right-minded arguments of equality and fairness that surrounds this crucial advance, and there are many videos that might bring us to the edge of sincere choked-upped-ness, given that afterall, this is all really about the basic and simple ability to be publicly and legally joined with (x-posted to CineKinkster) | |||
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thornyc |
11:22a | Wallflower at the wedding reception  photo by the great Jim Wigler Despite the great news from yesterday, I’m really angry, and a little depressed. The decision was 4-3. It should have been 7-0. And 6-1 or even 5-2 would have sent a stronger message. You can read pages and pages of tortured hand-wringing and hairsplitting of the minority opinions – it starts on page 128 (of 172) here. But I’ll boil it down for you: “We want to continue to hate you.” Dear world: please stop considering your fears, smallmindedness, and bigotry as “debate” regarding my continuing second-class status as a citizen and human being. The hateful conservative right will continue to make hay with this decision during an election period, rallying their troops to referenda – oh, and vote for that fossil while you’re at it. My only hope is that this backfires, encouraging even more Democrats to the polls. But just when you thought the campaigns couldn’t get any shriller, they just did. But worst of all, not one of my straight LJ friends – and there are a significant number of them on my list – or even those who proclaim being “bi” or “queer” but mostly seem to enjoy the privileges of the majority while shrugging off the struggles of the minority – made a post of congratulations or celebration about yesterday’s historic news. Not one. Just curious – of the many Californians on my friends list reading this, how many of you received a phone call from your family members happy for you about the news? | |||
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randyminxx |
10:09a | i tried to book our flight last night but couldn't confirm with child care until this am. Now the airfare is $140 more for each of us. i am not paying that. i am cranky. | |||
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addienfaemne |
9:32a | can I get a hell yeah? “Suck on it, Clintstones. And note to the rest of America — we may not be as sexy as Hollywood or Wall Street, but you know what? We’ve got a shitload of money, and we know how to organize. We’re a powerful bunch of khaki-wearing, gay-marriage-supporting, arugula-eating, Mac-using elitist nerds out here. To all of you racist homophobic non-Californian dumb fucks who find that annoying? Tough shit. We outsmarted you. We out-spent you. And now for the next eight years we’re going to be running this country. We’re going to give equal rights to gay people, fund stem-cell research, teach evolution, take down the fence on the Mexican border, and make sure abortion stays safe and legal. We’re going to pull out of Iraq, shut down Gitmo, and stop torturing people. And yeah. A black dude with a Muslim-sounding name and degrees from Columbia and Harvard is going to be in charge. So sit back down, strap yourself in, and shut the fuck up, crackers.” — The Secret Diary of Steve Jobs: How the Valley put Obama over the top | |||
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randyminxx |
9:11a | So i have been TRYING to run. Started earlier in the week. i am a serious power walker on my tread every day but i am not a runner, never have been. My dad was a track star but this desire has completely eluded me. i don't think i like it but i am going to do it. i am starting out very small, but already i have seen improvement. i may or may not post more about this in the future. i will get to teh gym tonigt too provided i don't get calls from any of the schools to pick up any of my kids. Seems they are all under the weather. Q has ben home the last two days but went today. She is pushing it because i am pushing her to go. We will see how it goes. Ebay auctions end today:) We have all of our child care set up for out New Orleans trip. i am going to book it all today. :) i plan not to spend any morey this weekend so i have extra for the trip. | |||
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duckydoo |
9:10a | Tweeted | |||
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addienfaemne |
9:07a | LAWL  | |||
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katestine |
7:46a | Geek + Rhetoric FTW! I'm a huge fan of The Teaching Company, even more so now that I'm listening to a course I bought on their website, but Modern Scholars does a lot of things right too. Modern Scholar's website isn't nearly as good (and I don't love the TC website) and their selection is a bit odd, but their seem more famous: Alan Dershowitz recorded a course for them. Of course, it's hard for me to tell if I like Modern Scholars or just Michael Drout's A Way With Words. For one thing, he wasn't reading his notes and while sometimes this led him to say things that made me rewind and check if he'd actually said what I thought he said, it also lent a more amiable tone to his lectures. I guess if you're teaching about rhetoric and great speakers, you can't suck in your delivery. The grammar and logic was very basic, but it was worth being reminded of. The lectures on schemes and tropes were so good, I listened to them twice in a row and I could see myself re-listening to the entire set in a year or two. I liked that Drout is a bit of a geek, talking about Tolkien and linguistics, and tells cute stories from his education. I liked that he read from Churchill and MLK - I'd never read "Letter from Birmingham Jail" and now I want to look up "Politics and the English Language" as well, and maybe read more Orwell. Apparently he also has separate audio lecture courses on sci fi and fantasy - how cool is that? - and his history-of-the-English-language sounds more interesting than McWhorter's. Good thing I'll be running a lot this summer. Current Music: (Aida) "My Strongest Suit" | |||
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nerveux |
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