- accidentally breathing in the dust from the foam of a disintegrating auto seat cushion results in the most ungodly bad taste in your mouth, and it takes a lot of iced tea to wash it away.
- although you thankfully cannot prove it by me, probably the only thing worse than being in front of someone who loses control of his SUV at 85 mph on the expressway, swerves across multiple lanes of traffic, skids off the road and rolls it into the grass is being behind him. jesus, i hate calling 911.
- nobody in peoria, at $1.919, gets to bitch about gas prices.
- I-74 is ripped all to hell.
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- telephone wires carry low voltage.
…until they ring. - always trip the circuit breaker before you open up a wall mounting plate. it might be a harmless thing you are about to do … but you may also be a dumbass.
- when the manufacturer of a lighting fixture recommends a replacement halogen bulb of no more than N watts, it is not a good idea to replace it with an N+150 watt bulb.
- “do it yourself” is an excellent way to blow shit up.
| Rock Star You scored 94%! You damn rock star. You know all the basics, and if you got any wrong, I bet it was that stupid “You’re So Vain” question. Your friends are probably intimidated by your knowledge of classic rock and envy your impressive collection. When a classic rock song comes on the radio, you can probably identify it before the vocals kick in most of the time. You probably get good scores on the “maiden name of Clapton’s mom” tests, too. Link: The BASIC classic rock Test written by allmydays on Ok Cupid |
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i missed a question about The Who, which i realized after i’d pressed submit. i am so ashamed of myself.
INTERVIEW
1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.”
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
the questions, asked by the lovely ellydragon:
1. On Firefly, if you had to bunk up with one character on a trip from Persephone to the outer rings, who would it be, and why? (This can either be a character on the show, or someone you would like to take on the show with you.)Kaylee, definitely. she’s charming and funny, obviously smart. possibly too smart for everyone else on the ship. it might be fun to travel with mal or jayne, except that they’re too taciturn. simon’s too proper, river too nuts. not really interested in a gossip fest with inara though. well, book and zoe might be fun too. or wash. but, i’m going to stick with kaylee. she’s too cool. 2. If you weren’t a computer programming mastermind, what would you be? No skill barriers apply, this is magic-question-land.
no real question here: a french teacher. i’m not sure what level, middle school or high school. if i worked in a high school, i’d want to also coach swimming — because i could totally do a better job than senior year fuck-you coach beiersdorf, who — yeah — i still have not forgiven for blowing me and jean-marie off (way to blow four years of fond memories, jerk.). i would be the cool coach who listens to her swimmers, even the ones who want to do unpopular events like the 500 free and 100 fly even though they’re not hot prom queen material, instead of the shithead who only supports the two or three girls who are going to qualify for state. ooooh, niqui’s bitter! 3. What is your favorite thing about the internet? Any permutations of the interweb apply.
my favorite thing has to be the in-jokes. the technology itself doesn’t really entertain me anymore, but the jokes among those of us who work in the tech field do. like, the moderation of asr (versus dilbert). or the fact that i actually took a “cupholder” call once, circa 1996. 4. Do you fancy yourself living anywhere else but Shitown (Or however it’s spelled)? You seem to like it an awful lot.
permanently? well, there are a lot of fine places to live that i’ve never travelled to. but i do like it an awful lot. it’s a great town. i would not, i don’t think, enjoy living outside of a major urban area (what’s the qualifier for “major,” you ask? how about we set the bar low, at i can always get home via public transit, no matter what time of day, without waiting longer than an hour for my ride.), which limits me somewhat. and given chicago’s current transit woes, i may have to refine that definition in the future. i will say that a couple of years ago i set myself the goal of being able to retire to the UK if i want, and i would dearly love the opportunity to live and work abroad for a few years. so, we’ll say that my second choice — no offense intended, of course — would be a major city in england or scotland. funnily enough, since you used the word “fancy.” :-) 5. If your kitties were people, what do they think they would talk about that you do when nobody is watching? (This can be the second thing they’d talk about if the first isn’t something you want to share.)
“why the fuck does she insist on shoving me off her lap while she’s eating? it’s not like she isn’t going to give me the leftovers.” “i know. she is such a bitch sometimes. and what’s with the catnip on the top of the fridge? she’s such a control freak.”
have been radio silent lately, sorry. it’s been weird.
work has been Teh Suck™. two people are leaving, which makes me simultaneously sad because they’re people i like a lot and enjoy working with, but makes me happy because they are fleeing. so, two of them down means a little bit under 10% turnover; someone’s voting with up to 30% turnover by the time of our next staff meeting in august — which timing coincides with the one year rule of, um, about eight months ago. it seems more and more likely that i will depart one way or another, as things are just not getting better. it’s a pity because i honestly really adore most of my coworkers. it’s just — without going into detail (BLOG DRAMA!!!) — the environment is so irrevocably fuck. as i said, when it’s gotten to the point where in the mornings i have to convince myself to go to work, shit is bad and i should leave. so, saving up money to make sure i can pay the rent (+car +mortgage +bills) in the event i have to go paycheckless for a month or so. it’s a shame i’m such a shitty, shitty saver. i’m kinda eyeballing the financial sector. i’d have a hella short commute. and it would be nice to have actual goals that are tied to real reasons, like making company milestones, again, instead of goals that someone creates out of thin air for silly reasons. and it would be nice to have bureaucracy for reasons instead of “because my job title outranks you.” … oh, verging into BLOG DRAMA!!! here, better shut up. yeah, i know all you guys read this shit. anyways, work has been just killing me with the immense hopelessness of it all lately. i actually was having such a rotten, rotten week last week (no surprise there) that i ended up going down the road of seeking professional help again. i’m seeing my primary doctor tomorrow afternoon to have him check out my left wrist, which has never stopped bothering me although the right (smashed into bits!) wrist is fine now, and i’m planning to ask him for a referral to a shrink that my insurance will cover. i also called up the free counseling that we get as a part of our benefits package, and made an appointment for the other evening. unfortunately, when i showed up, there was a computer glitch and they had cancelled my appointment, and everyone had gone home except for one guy, who was very apologetic. so i’m rescheduled for next thursday before work, which should be exciting — getting to go to work after spending an hour marinating in fear and loathing about work. this weekend, took my cats to the vet. this was especially fun because tiger got a lion cut.
(awwww, aren’t they cute?) After:
(“i am going to kill you while you sleep.”)
