Remember me?

Because I know you’re clamoring for my oh-so-fascinating words:

1. You may now refer to me as “Supreme Leader.”
2. I am still very busy and World Wide Internets* do not fit into my schedule. This is not permanent. I have a plan.
3. I may decide to live in a cardboard box soon, as my job is insanity-inducing and I don’t know how much longer I can do it.
4. I joined the Y.  The downtown facility is sexy – much like your Supreme Leader (I keed! I keed!)
5. I am sick of people embarrassing our state in front of the rest of the country.**
6. Iran seems like a shitty place to live.  Also, Mahmoud Ahmadinejad really needs a stylist – he is a terrible dresser.  I like to call him “Members Only” since he looks like he’s wearing a Members Only jacket – unfortunately, now that I Google the two, I see that I wasn’t the only one to make this connection.
7. I’m calling the President next time there’s a fly in my house.  Apparently PETA’s pissing and moaning about the flyacide.  GROAN.

 

*I’ve got to say, I’m simultaneously jealous/resentful of you folks who get to use the internet however you like while at work.  I guess I’d have an easier time keeping up with Google Reader and Twitter, too, if I could use the internet for things other than looking up weird medical conditions while at my desk.  Seriously, though, even if they didn’t treat us like children at my office, I still wouldn’t have the time.  I stay excessively busy. 

**Dear Other 49 States,

We are not all ignorant, racist, regressive white trash in Tennessee.

Love,

Jane Q. Public

Busy girl

Dear Internets,

Please pardon my recent poor attendance.  I’ve been (and continue to be) very busy with a project, and have no time for you (also, Netflix has come into my life and taken over).  In my absence, please enjoy the video below.

Fondly,

Jane Q. Public

Feel Good Friday: Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane

Commence to jigglin!

P.S. Since most of you who read this don’t know her, be sure and visit Childings – she will probably have a FGF post up at some point.

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ALSO: Chez Bez

Feel Good Friday: 16 miles to the promised land

She packed it in. She was a showgirl. Great legs. I got her legs, what do you think? 

and also:

Plus, go listen to this.

In which I *don’t* bitch about work

About 972 people (and by “972″ I actually mean “5″) at work today commented on how much weight I’ve lost.  I’m surprised at how happy that has made me.

22 pounds is nothing to sneeze at!

Mix night – not picked for the team

Damn… I do alright at picking out songs for mixes, but I SUCK at putting them in any kind of cohesive order.

It’s a decidedly low-key mix compared to most, that I make with driving in mind.  I picked out 43 songs, which I had to condense to something that would fit on a CD.  For now you get an unordered list of those that didn’t make the cut:

Nerds and blogs

Some giant nerd* has a blog now which will be devoted to entirely nerdy stuff.  But I begrudgingly encourage you to go visit.

You may or may not see a picture of me sitting in a laundry basket with a Minnie Mouse bow on my head (circa 10th grade).

 

*much worse than yours truly

Hoot

I think we all agree that I need to buy this ring.

Oh, Comcast

You could fill volumes with complaints against Comcast.  Hell, my boss has devoted staff meetings to telling us of his terrible dealings with Comcast to illustrate customer service “Don’ts” to us.

I’ve just got a small complaint tonight…

I need to have the home phone service disconnected.  I don’t need it and I never did, but I used to have two roommates without cell phones, so we added it (how it’s fair that I spent a year paying a third of the bill for phone service I didn’t need or use, I don’t know).  Now the roommates are gone (well, the last one will be at the end of the week … I hope), and so I need it turned off.  Plus, I need to save the money like whoa.

I go to their website to look up contact info because 1-800-COMCAST is far too much information for me to maintain in my little head, and I see this:

Oh good!  That means I can get this business taken care of now, which is great since it’s Sunday evening and I’m not doing anything.

But oh no.  According to the robot lady, their hours have changed – they are no longer open on Sundays and their Monday through Friday hours are 8 a.m. to 8 p.m.

Ok, so it’s not a big deal and I’m wasting time bitching about it.  I also suspect that this change in their hours of operation is 100% related to this recession, which sucks for their call center employees.

In fact, if that’s the worst problem I have with Comcast (given their track record) all year, I’m in good shape.

All I’m saying is, you’re a company that deals in communications.  Update your freaking website, Assclowns, and don’t give me the unrealistic expectation of receiving help.

Oh my gosh, this is dumb and I’m just really bored.