ethanm
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Overworked!?!? You work 8 hours a day and spend half that time on Facebook!
Your ancestry is much too Italian to subscribe to the Protestant work ethic.
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Overworked!?!? You work 8 hours a day and spend half that time on Facebook!
overslept.
There's this epic super typhoon heading right for the region in which my parents live this friday. My parents and sister are presently there and don't want to leave.
My family's house back in the old country has survived some biblically bad weather in the past.
In the early 90's there was a huge flash flood (a not so big typhoon coupled with corrupt officials engaged in illegal logging that totally denuded whole mountainsides) that caused 8ft high mud slides that wiped out about 10,000 people in less than 2hours. The only reason the old house was still standing is that its a 3 floor wooden structure (from old haciendera days were you'd keep the grain/supplies you harvested on the first floor).
The horrific part was that my parents and I had to watch the flash flood live on CNN and see our house in the back ground. what we didn't know was that my brother and sister were sitting inside of the house, along with 50 people/family/neighbors who took shelter inside of it. It being the early 90's there was no internet/skype/direct cellphones to contact anyone. It was weird being stuck in the middle of winter in Rhode Island while it snowed outside watching the calamity happen across the globe in looping 3min segments on CNN on the hour.
My brother and sister were fine, along with all our other cousins. But it was a total catastrophe for the 10s of thousands of others were drowned/overwhelmed by the flood/mudslide. Bodies were swept out to sea by the flood and there reports of tiger sharks eating the bodies.
Another day as an underpaid, overworked salaryman.
Overworked!?!? You work 8 hours a day and spend half that time on SF
Overworked!?!? You work 8 hours a day and spend half that time on Facebook!
Lol, man, you have a lot of anger.Yeah, so the woman in the office two doors down from mine has a mouse in her office and she's seriously LOSING HER ****. It's a goddamn mouse, grow the **** up. It's not going to do anything to you. It's a MOUSE. Christ. What the **** is it going to do to you, exactly, that requires that you forever damage my hearing in order to alert everyone in the motherfucking building to the presence of a 4-inch long creature without any conceivable way to harm you? How goddamn high do you think it's capable of jumping, anyway? Perhaps you're afraid it will sprout wings, fly into your ear, and eat your brains? <img src="http://goo.gl/BcF6ID" />For the mouse's sake, I hope not, because that poor bastard's gonna starve in there. This pissed me off enough that I actually sent an email to a friend bitching about this.
BWag, for saying things like "I was working on getting the shoegaze guitar tone to end all shoegaze guitar tones" when I'm trying to hate him for hating cats. You're making it more difficult.
I don't usually make posts about my personal life, but here is such a post. I am dating a woman whose native language is not English doesn't know how to say idioms. Yesterday she said "Let's joy the body until the crépuscule. I found the "idiom" so ridiculous that straightaway I lost my inclination to "joy the body."
I don't usually make posts about my personal life, but here is such a post. I am dating a woman whose native language is not English doesn't know how to say idioms. Yesterday she said "Let's joy the body until the crépuscule. I found the "idiom" so ridiculous that straightaway I lost my inclination to "joy the body."
My idiot upstairs neighbour likes to clap me thinks.
He claps once-three times waits 30-60 minutes and does it again over and over and over again every night.
Why I ask, why!
There is a task that everyone at my workplace must needs complete by a certain date which has not yet arrived. I have not performed this task yet, but that should not be a problem because, as I mentioned in the previous sentence, the deadline has not arrived yet. But my university just circulated a list of all the people who have not completed the task, which they call the "non-compliance list." That gets me to PO'd; I am as compliant as a man can be until the point at which I have actually failed to do what I am required to do. Don't get all up in my business call me "non-compliant" (word of pejorative vibes).