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Sorry for the lack of posting. Still trying to figure out how to make my blog look ok (without knowing HTML myself) and how to cross post.

times are tough

Via text.

Goldie: Did you know you're the beneficiary of my $90,000 life insurance policy (through work)?

olivia.: Ha. I will be killing you soon. I need some money.

Goldie: I'm only worth $90k to you?!

olivia.: Bitch, I'd kill you for $5k. Haha. The economy is bad. I gotta get in where I fit in.

12.11.08: whatever goldie wants

IKKS - 0195 Zipper Cardigan

IKKS - 1115 Loop Harness

it's so funny, isn't it? isn't it?! isn't that cat with a costume on so funny?!!

You know what's worse than getting an email forward? Having a co-irker beckon you to their cube so you can read an email forward that normally would have been sent to you.

I have a hard time mustering up a smile, let alone a laugh or giggle when I see some poor animal dressed up in a costume or a pig+wolf cuddling or some landscape picture with a scripture on it or some really detailed "artwork" that a guy made with a Crayola crayon.

And the reading ones are worse. Co-irker expects me to read some "joke" or something about how I'm not patriotic (hi ruiner!) or some you-know-you're-a-redneck-if email forward while I'm standing in her cube.

I'm bad at the fake laugh. Ask anyone. It basically sounds like this: "HAR. HAR. HAR. HARDYHARHAR!"

But nothing brings out that fake laugh more than when co-irker wants me to read an email forward with her in the same cube. Like, just forward that B.S. so I can delete it like I always do.

Ugh.