suckers
i get a good laugh every time i read, or even think about, apple's little announcement.
haaaaaaaaaa.
so many questions.
finally pulled this off my phone. this was posted on a public bulletin board in the building next door at work, and i feel it raises many more questions than it does answers.
first of all, marion and/or maranda: are you looking for jobs[!!!]? or are you offering them? and at any rate, what kind of jobs [or workers] are being advertised? one that works closely with equines? or perhaps just one that is reliable and steady? or is it a reference to the worker's mental well-being?
really, the only saving grace here is that the sign was not printed in comic sans.
another one* bites the dust
*well, two.
best of luck in california...
the one in the army?
i don't know why, but this clip from arrested development just makes me laugh and laugh.
"Hooray,
no spam here!"
this is how my gmail spam folder greets me, and has always greeted me, and hopefully will forevermore greet me. unbelievable to some friends last night, but true.
it's not that hard. people don't find your email by magic; you have to give them access somehow.
sneakemail is my friend.
missing the point
so i FINALLY got a new computer at work [insert dance of glee here]. it's a little more sexy than the seven-year-old beige gateway, and i can actually flip between windows without worrying that itunes will start skipping like a vinyl record.
anyway, it was set up on friday by our tech guy consultant [read: one of the physician's sons who is a college undergrad], who totally forgot to configure my email. he came in monday morning and email was running smoothly until the afternoon, when it inexplicably refused to send or receive anything. i gave him a call to let him know i was having trouble, and he came in this morning and so far, it is fixed.
i also noticed that he had sent me an email last night telling me he would be in this morning.
ummmmm.
no touchy
it was around this time last year when i wrote about me being, or wanting to be, touchy-feely, and all that crap. while i'm feeling far less weird about initiating both verbal and physical affection [as those whom i have accosted will surely tell you], this of course still doesn't magically change everyone around me [you know, the way i expect they should!].
i started thinking about this particularly as i was perusing the "advice" from my easier post. for the most part, i kept thinking, this is not what i need from you! which, of course, begs the question... well... what DO i need?
the answer is not difficult. i don't need to know what you did, or what you tried, or what you think i should do. i don't need pat answers, i don't need empty promises, i don't need suggestions that you already KNOW i will reject. i mean, ultimately... what does everyone really need from their people?
just show me a little love, is all i'm saying. i've never even read that five love languages book, but i'm pretty certain touch and affirmation would be off the charts. i need good people in my life who tell me how much they love and appreciate me, and remind me of all things i forget in moments of despair. and for the most part i have people who do this, and understand. however, it seems many [though not all] of my closest friends here aren't exactly overwhelmed by the need for physical touch. sometimes i just want more than a perfunctory hug, and for the life of me i can't figure out how i'm in a place where that should be so difficult to find. just hang on and wait a few seconds, it's not so bad, really...
i'm not really sure when i became this person who likes intitiating hugs and words of love and general displays of affection, because trust me, i wasn't this way growing up. but i'm more than happy to have moved in this direction. now i just need to figure out a way to be content in a sea of reservedness...