So, 25. Quarter-century ( Read more... )

So this new job? Three guesses on what it's not. That's right: not what I signed up for ( Read more... )

Oh God. I usually don't rant about my job unless it's one of my worst nights EVER, and tonight definitely qualifies:

( Keep them in line. Strangle them if you have to. )

YAY for paychecks! I have shiny new paid account set back up again, and have been rediscovering all the new icons (and old ones) that I have to upload. Like this one (*points to icon*) of Marion, from the BBC's new series of Robin Hood. If you have OnDemand, WATCH THE SHOW. It's slightly anachronistic (Bob Marley jokes, organized unions, and ( Read more... )

Or, more specifically me.

Because I have THREE midterms due this week. I have a fandom midterm prompt that makes no sense and I have to have a 10-page paper done by Thursday. I have an anthropology paper to write on gift exchanges. I don't CARE why Americans have the strangest gift-giving traditions in the known universe. And I have a Math 65 ( Read more... )

It's been a while, huh guys ( Read more... )

Okay, so I have absolutely no right to bitch about my job most of the time. I currently waitress for a catering company, who pay me a ridiculous amount of money to do a ton of busy work, clean up, and smile at people. But tonight was friggin' insane. It was a wedding reception - never a ton of fun, because people tend to be high-strung and ( Read more... )