In which if you want more ammunition to use against me in our upcoming argument about what a dork I am, here it is!
Winter
It’s 14°F. I am seriously NOT DIGGING IT.
Bindu isn’t digging it, either: she was right up on my right heel most of the way around the block this morning, choosing to hurry rather than sniff every single possible location of dog pee.
Xmas
I have less than half of my gift shopping done. I have no wrapping done. I have not mailed my gift exchange package. I have not put up my little string of Christmas lights around the window in my bedroom.
I am feeling a little bit behind on the whole thing.
Most of my social life takes place on Twitter. I admit it: I love Twitter.
Someone called @SexToySean is now following me, and his icon is a picture of a confusing and possibly terrifying dildo with a feathery-looking appendage I would want nowhere near any body part featuring a high density of nerve endings.
Language
Thanks to my ol’ buddy Buzz, I now have a Rosetta Stone disc. Let’s see if I learn some French!
The Economy
I was all bummed at my last job because I kept expecting the place to close down on me any day but they didn’t and I was lucky enough to be able to change jobs.
….aaaaaaaaand now my new job has let two people go in the past month. I have no idea if my job’s in danger or if they’re just pruning, but, well, yeah.
Cursing
Cursing is becoming utterly commonplace. I curse at work. I curse online. I even came across a tag at respected online mag Wired.com featuring the word “bullshit” right in it.
I should probably be worried that cursing is taking over the adjective’s rightful place in language, but it’s just so fucking fun to swear all the time.
My Lunch
Yes, my lunch! You know you wanna see it. And here it is!:
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One of my favorite teachers ever, who died of lung cancer at 36, always used to say, “Cussing is a dumb (wo)man’s language”.
Exactly. It’s sloppy. But it’s also FUN. -m