I write a letter

Dear [NAME REDACTED BUT RHYMES WITH "DAY"] Jewelery Store Employee,

“Comfortable” is not a compliment.  Not for women.  So when you look me up and down and tell me that I look “comfortable today,” you are basically telling me that I look like shit.  Which I DON’T, thankyouverymuch.  I look cute, and yes, COMFORTABLE in [...]

May 10th, 2009 | Tags: | Category: rants |
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Dear advocates of banning gay marriage,

YOU ARE LOSING.  Seriously.  LOSING.  This is a losing battle.  Remember segregation?  And how hard people fought against that?  And now looking back after all that most of us are like “omg, what assholes.”  Yes, that will be you in a few decades.  Your pointless fight will be regarded as assholish antiquated behavior.

Pick a [...]

April 8th, 2009 | Tags: | Category: rants |
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Sicko

On monday morning, I had a doctor’s appointment for some bloodwork.  Unfortunately, I currently have no health insurance.  Or rather, I do have some insurance, but it’s temporary, major medical only*, and there’s a $1000 deductible.  No doctor’s visit covered.  So everything had to come out of pocket.

*because the owner of the small company [...]

November 22nd, 2008 | Tags: , | Category: daily, rants |
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BACK to the saga

Last week I made an appointment at a chiropractor/physical therapy center.  During the call, they asked me if I could bring along the x-rays I had gotten of my back earlier that week, otherwise they would have to take new x-rays at my appointment.

Nuh uh.  I got dosed with enough double strand breaking x-rays, [...]

October 3rd, 2008 | Tags: , | Category: rants, TMI |
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good morning Blogosphere…

Lalalala….so…updates!

work is meh since they shipped off my office mate to the warehouse to process some recalls.  She’ll probably be there a couple weeks so I am left ALONE to face the onslaught of “OMG YOU NEED TO HELP ME WITH THIS NOOOOWWWW!”

On the plus side, I can listen to my ipod while [...]

September 17th, 2008 | Tags: , | Category: daily, rants |
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  • Thar she blows!

    Large Boobed Friend: So my friend thinks I should get a sleeveless wedding dress.
    All of us: NO WAAAAY!!!
    LBF: Right? I told her, how would I even support my body in something like that, and she said "It's called boning, duh!"
    Me: Oh my god, you'd need, like, the WHOLE WHALE!

  • dave-vriska:

    jacklullaby:

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    men should take advantage of the lack of dress code rules set for guys and wear mini skirts and tank tops to school every day

    OH MY GOD  LAST YEAR THE DUDES ON MY CLASS HAVE DONE IT

    AND THEY GOT ALL CALLED IN THE PRINCIPAL’S ROOM

    BUT THEY DIDNT GOT IN TROUBLE BECAUSE

    THEY SAID EXACTLY IT “BUT THOSE RULES ARE ONLY FOR GIRLS”

    I’M NOT EVEN JOKING

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    My brother, Aaron, did this once. The principal called my mom to let her know her son wore a skirt to school. My mom said “Well?  Is it against the rules?”  

    The principal got flustered and said, that, well no, it’s not, but that it was causing a distraction and that was against the rules.  Mom wanted to know if she needed to bring him clothes to change into, and the principal said no, Aaron had worn shorts under the skirt, so he just had to take the skirt off.  

    So mom finally asked “Well then why did you call me???”  The principal didn’t really have a good answer to that one.  

  • Wet dog

    Sadie: I HAVE TO GO OUT
    Me: What? You just peed an hour ago. And it's pouring down rain out there.
    Sadie: I HAVE TO POOP
    Me: You hate the rain.
    Sadie: I HAVE TO POOP NOW
    Me: OK then.
    Me: *later, at her pooping spot, in the rain*
    Sadie: I NO LONGER HAVE TO POOP
    Me: What? You were DESPERATE to go, five minutes ago.
    Sadie: I DON'T LIKE THE RAIN. I DON'T HAVE TO POOP.
    Me: I am not falling for this. 10 minutes inside, and you'll be crying to go out again.
    Sadie: NO I WON'T.
    Me: We are staying out here until you poop.
    Sadie: I HATE YOU