MOC, sorry to hear about the job. I've been looking for work for a while, and the marketplace sucks.

On top of that, I just read about a recent study that determined that people who dislike their jobs strongly are still happier than people who are unemployed.

So ... yep. Setting my standards a little lower every day. And fuck those assholes that think a person needs a college degree to manage a sunglasses kiosk in the mall!

Ah this is the employer's market, where they can ask for ridiculous shite all the time...

Something will come up soon.

Trying to get on the Uni Boxing team. I wanna fuck up Varsity next year. :D

Who got a gold tooth today? I did. I told y'all I was golden :p

I need a GED or better for fucking McDonalds, now granted I have a full diploma, but shit really, McDonalds? Not that I want to ever go back to working at a fast food joint.

Wow, it really is an employer's market....

So, if you're not in the know, we used to have a ridiculous romanization system for Mandarin known as Wade-Giles. Ever see the word "PeKing" or "Peking"? Thats "Beijing". Yes, P=B and K=J in this system. Taoism? Pronounced Daoism. Ridiculous, no? Anyway, its been largely replaced by the Pinyin system, and all is well.

Except I'm doing a paper on Cheng Yen, and one of the books I picked up switches between WG and Pinyin. Its from 2004, why would she do this? I wasn't sure it was about Cheng Yen because I had no idea what Zhengyan sounds like, but i took it home anyway. She keeps talking about Ciji which is actually "Tzu Chi". O.o

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So, I'm wondering what would compel a horde of women to go to a club's bikini night when it's 30 degrees F outside.

Actually, I don't even care. I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Maybe its a theme party?




No, wait, Tzu Chi is WG. ARGH STOP CHANGING BETWEEN THEM.

bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!!

Enjoy the perv fest!

I wonder how the cookie monster has managed to keep his svelt figure, even after all these years of eating cookies?

Wow, I feel tired. Instead of staying up an editing, I might go to bed.

I wrote a book. Woooo! and it is even published soon.

I feel like a pig shat in my head. I wish I was dead. I wish I was FUCKING dead.

What were you drinking?

Random question:

Where might I change the "Gothic.net Member" under my name? Or does that come with post count?

I'm going to be an aunty again in October.

I'm going to be an uncle near the same time.

Whiskey... really fucking nice sixteen year old whiskey. I feel awful. My hips hurt.

EDIT: grats on the kids, guys.

Whiskey is the liquid r@pist of the alcohol world.

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In fairness, the good shit was fucking beautiful and shouldn't have done that. I suspect it's the half-bottle of JD beforehand that led to the cramping and the shaking and the empty horror. Just too easy to get carried away haviing a good night with other drinkin' talkin' sort of folk.

Versus. That. Picture. Is. Awesome!

I am acutely familiar. So how many times, this morning, have you told yourself that you would never drink again?

I liked it a lot, too. I was considering making it my avatar... but no. The search continues.

Congrats MOC and MissC.. awesome news!

Got the house to myself for a few hours, not sure what to do first.. maybe I'll have a shower and then put on every item of clothing I own and sit on the back deck with a coffee and watch the kangaroos in the back yard... hmmm...

No matter what it does to me when I overindulge, I cannot imagine life without booze.

I jus need to rearn a-disciprin.