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Today I am the love child of Sarah from Labyrinth and Joey Bishop's agent.
Every path is a weird dead end, and nobody will return my phone calls.

I suppose that, on the upside, that means that there's a chance of David Bowie. I dig David Bowie.

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Today I am the love child of Sarah from Labyrinth and Joey Bishop's agent.
Every path is a weird dead end, and nobody will return my phone calls.

I suppose that, on the upside, that means that there's a chance of David Bowie. I dig David Bowie.

Letter to the Editors

Dear Editors,

I'm sorry. I know I'm not as interesting as your other clients. I know I shouldn't have asked you to take care of the cats. I know I shouldn't ask so much of you, such a huge demand on your time.

But please, please, please call me back. I need you - I can't go on without you. I'm just wandering around the agency, wondering what to do next.

Yours,
That one whiny girl

Seriously. I've got 58 pages of feline behavior guidelines that I really need a vet to edit down to 30 pages, and none of my vet writers are calling me back... I think everybody's on vacation, but I can't finish the project without an editor. It's going to be a loooooooooong day.

And also, since I'm being whiny, I feel that the following words from Morrissey are appropriate to my day:

CD's and t-shirts and promos and god knows,
Oh, you know I couldn't last.
Someone please take me home?

With evil legal eagles,
You know I couldn't last
Accountants rampant,
You know I couldn't last...
Someone please take me home?

Letter to the Editors

Dear Editors,

I'm sorry. I know I'm not as interesting as your other clients. I know I shouldn't have asked you to take care of the cats. I know I shouldn't ask so much of you, such a huge demand on your time.

But please, please, please call me back. I need you - I can't go on without you. I'm just wandering around the agency, wondering what to do next.

Yours,
That one whiny girl

Seriously. I've got 58 pages of feline behavior guidelines that I really need a vet to edit down to 30 pages, and none of my vet writers are calling me back... I think everybody's on vacation, but I can't finish the project without an editor. It's going to be a loooooooooong day.

And also, since I'm being whiny, I feel that the following words from Morrissey are appropriate to my day:

CD's and t-shirts and promos and god knows,
Oh, you know I couldn't last.
Someone please take me home?

With evil legal eagles,
You know I couldn't last
Accountants rampant,
You know I couldn't last...
Someone please take me home?

Angry whiny caramel happiness

Lunch has lifted my spirits significantly. For one thing, the Buzz inexplicably played Morrissey's Satan has Rejected My Soul, which is the sort of thing that never fails to be uplifting, in an early-90s pre-emo kind of way. Then, in a fit of serendipity, I changed the station just in time to hear the bit of AC-DC's Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap in which they scream "High Voltage!", which is fun to join in on - you should try it some time.

Also, Taco Bell has a caramel apple creature they're calling an empanada now. This is somewhat like a McDonalds apple pie (which is, in my opinion, the only reason why the gods have not yet scourged McDonalds from the face of the earth like the creeping foulness that they are), except caramel. Mmmmm.... caramel.

And then I return to a post by chronarchy about gay marriage. So that's fun. In case you were wondering, this is my position on gay marriage, as developed on the infamous Car Ride From Hell (to New Orleans):

Me: "So I want to stick my tongue in her, right?"
triadruid: "Yeah"
Me: "And this somehow makes me not a person? I don't get that."

Shiny nuggets of TMI, brought to you by me, still waiting for someone to CALL ME ON THE PHONE, YOU BASTARDS!

Angry whiny caramel happiness

Lunch has lifted my spirits significantly. For one thing, the Buzz inexplicably played Morrissey's Satan has Rejected My Soul, which is the sort of thing that never fails to be uplifting, in an early-90s pre-emo kind of way. Then, in a fit of serendipity, I changed the station just in time to hear the bit of AC-DC's Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap in which they scream "High Voltage!", which is fun to join in on - you should try it some time.

Also, Taco Bell has a caramel apple creature they're calling an empanada now. This is somewhat like a McDonalds apple pie (which is, in my opinion, the only reason why the gods have not yet scourged McDonalds from the face of the earth like the creeping foulness that they are), except caramel. Mmmmm.... caramel.

And then I return to a post by chronarchy about gay marriage. So that's fun. In case you were wondering, this is my position on gay marriage, as developed on the infamous Car Ride From Hell (to New Orleans):

Me: "So I want to stick my tongue in her, right?"
triadruid: "Yeah"
Me: "And this somehow makes me not a person? I don't get that."

Shiny nuggets of TMI, brought to you by me, still waiting for someone to CALL ME ON THE PHONE, YOU BASTARDS!

And then, there's this:

Taken from chainwoman, with no intention of returning it, especially as I already carved my initials in it.

1. Go to my userinfo page.
2. Pick one person on my friends list you're curious about.
3. Comment with their username.
4. And I will talk "All Kinds Of Shit" about them (I reserve the right to determine what constitutes "All Kinds Of Shit").

Pick anybody you want. I'll tell you about you, or your friend, or whoever, because, you know, who doesn't like to talk about their friends?

And then, there's this:

Taken from chainwoman, with no intention of returning it, especially as I already carved my initials in it.

1. Go to my userinfo page.
2. Pick one person on my friends list you're curious about.
3. Comment with their username.
4. And I will talk "All Kinds Of Shit" about them (I reserve the right to determine what constitutes "All Kinds Of Shit").

Pick anybody you want. I'll tell you about you, or your friend, or whoever, because, you know, who doesn't like to talk about their friends?