Yesterday afternoon, a coworker who has lost something in the range of thirty pounds decided to share with me some "before and after" photos. As someone who experienced the transition spread out over the course of an entire year (and who is probably more than a little self-absorbed), I had no clue that she had shed quite as much flab as she did. ( Read more... )

Only send email to a discrete set of project-related addresses rather than a public listserv, particularly when calling out the V.P. of Technology for failing to fix his blurry text-rendering bug.

I have accomplished practically nothing at work today and feel fairly certain that I will accomplish nothing more. After my last rant about our team dwindling down to just myself and two other coworkers, I heard a rumor that one of those three is actually moving to a different project as well. Being prone to direct confrontation, I IMed the ( Read more... )

Also, while talking to my manager, I referred to another manager as "dumb as a rock."

If only I was satisfied to merely pull the strings ( Read more... )

LiveJournal popped up while my manager was here trying to show me a clever Honda Accord ad.

So, I was at this party and some bald dude was chatting me up about digital cameras (I had brought mine because we required a portrait of L. for use in the murder-mystery party). While discussing shot quality, I turned on the camera and began idly flipping through the images I had saved. Almost immediately, several photos of D. emerging naked ( Read more... )

So, my buddy icon at work is a black bible with a white cross on it chosen primarily because it looked really nice on top of the Black Power raised fist that I use as my wallpaper. I also thought the combination might tweak some people off ( Read more... )

I think some offhand comment I made about lesbians caused someone to "unfriend" me. I do not really care, mostly I am amused by the idea that someone might write you off entirely for a quip. Considering the number of insensitive things that roll off my tongue with all the ease of a globule of spit, I should have about two friends by now ( Read more... )

"Wait... what did you just say?!?"

Whoops.

Fridays are always bad for me. Tired, grouchy, I nevertheless commit to do something with friends that will inevitably prove tedious in one way or another. On this particular Friday, I agreed to go see "a free screening of a gay musical set in space" with the rest of Boy Bünd. When I asked A. for ( Read more... )