more on satanism
Apr. 10th, 2007 09:30 amMy brother in law claims to have gotten in trouble for the Satanism pamphlet. Apparently there's somebody who opens all the incoming mail regardless of who it's addressed to. So the Satanism pamphlet kinda caused a stir. "This is the Deep South," he said. "People aren't so cavalier about these kinds of things."
"Well," I answered, "that's what you get for living in the Deep South. Anyway I needed something to keep it from being just a check in an envelope."
"Most people prefer, you know, the bit from Reader's Digest where they talk about living good lives, and that kinda thing," he said. "Or, failing that, cute puppies and kittens."
"Hm," I said. "I don't really live that kind of lifestyle."
I've been perusing I Can Has Cheezburger? and Stuff On My Cat to find a really good one.
Meanwhile... have I talked about the ridiculous situation at work? It's a very long and complicated explanation, involving a great deal more petty bullshit about the foibles of a high-turnover management staff than I even understand, but there's a new manager who wants to "shake things up" and that means, he's currying favor with the new employees at the expense of the old employees, among other things.
The upshot is that I'm being kept late at work, or at least they're trying to make me believe I'll be kept late, even though I leave at the time I do because I pretty much have to leave then, so I've been leaving the same time as normal, but only after four or five hours of them saying I won't be allowed to leave then, and in the inevitable knowledge that one of these days I won't be allowed to leave then and then my life will fall to pieces because it's a pretty tightly-scheduled life.
Argh.
Grr.
Etc.
On top of that of course we're working up to our next bout and we're getting ready to practice our asses off and oh gee, I suddenly can't make it to practices. Not normal ones. Four or six hours of practice on Sundays I can do, but I don't see how that alone is going to be enough. Eh phoo. Whatever.
I also have an awful cold despite taking huge multivitamins and extra zinc every day without fail for the last month, so I am disgruntled.
I'm just all full of good today, hm? Also I stripped a bunch of skin off the pad of my thumb while trying to open a bottle of juice, and it's sore, and I feel dumb. How does this happen? I don't know. Speshulcat is speshul.
"Well," I answered, "that's what you get for living in the Deep South. Anyway I needed something to keep it from being just a check in an envelope."
"Most people prefer, you know, the bit from Reader's Digest where they talk about living good lives, and that kinda thing," he said. "Or, failing that, cute puppies and kittens."
"Hm," I said. "I don't really live that kind of lifestyle."
I've been perusing I Can Has Cheezburger? and Stuff On My Cat to find a really good one.
Meanwhile... have I talked about the ridiculous situation at work? It's a very long and complicated explanation, involving a great deal more petty bullshit about the foibles of a high-turnover management staff than I even understand, but there's a new manager who wants to "shake things up" and that means, he's currying favor with the new employees at the expense of the old employees, among other things.
The upshot is that I'm being kept late at work, or at least they're trying to make me believe I'll be kept late, even though I leave at the time I do because I pretty much have to leave then, so I've been leaving the same time as normal, but only after four or five hours of them saying I won't be allowed to leave then, and in the inevitable knowledge that one of these days I won't be allowed to leave then and then my life will fall to pieces because it's a pretty tightly-scheduled life.
Argh.
Grr.
Etc.
On top of that of course we're working up to our next bout and we're getting ready to practice our asses off and oh gee, I suddenly can't make it to practices. Not normal ones. Four or six hours of practice on Sundays I can do, but I don't see how that alone is going to be enough. Eh phoo. Whatever.
I also have an awful cold despite taking huge multivitamins and extra zinc every day without fail for the last month, so I am disgruntled.
I'm just all full of good today, hm? Also I stripped a bunch of skin off the pad of my thumb while trying to open a bottle of juice, and it's sore, and I feel dumb. How does this happen? I don't know. Speshulcat is speshul.
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