Every time I want to rant “IS THIS REALLY WHAT US DUMBFUCKS ARE SPENDING OUR TIME ON???” I remind myself that I have the option of reading a book, going for a walk, or WORKING any time I choose. 

Language “evolves” partly because we can’t be bothered to learn to use it correctly. I was eliminated from the city-wide spelling bee in 1986 for using what’s now an “accepted alternate spelling.”

To my eyes, nothing says “I don’t actually read much” like making that mistake.

Open yourself up to commentary. If you’re writing on Yelp or Amazon, use your real name, or invite readers to message you if they have additional questions about your experience.

The kind of people who would scorn anyone for their choice of winter coat are the kind of people whose scorn we should want.

I was just scrolling down to say “It’s a fucking coat. Jesus Christ. Wear it or don’t - no one cares.”

https://louanneskitchen.wordpress.com/2010/07/28/cranberry-cake-with-orange-glaze/

FFS, how am I supposed to feel superior if I can’t bag on other people’s food choices and point out how much better mine are? Without that, I might be forced to rely on character and that won’t cut it.

Because when it’s just work, the staff bitches and moans about how it’s just work and “not a community.” (I may be a middle manager who’s sick of the bitching and moaning.)

It’s possible she said “Taoist wisdom” but whatever. It’s still bullshit.

I’m a happy drunk and think alcohol is the solution to everything, forgetting that many are actually angry drunks. I proposed we drink at faculty meetings to make them less shitty but someone else said “Are you nuts? Half of them would start brawling! Someone would cut a bitch!”

I strongly suspect introverts coping with being at parties constitutes a good portion of alcohol sales. 

Oh man, I thought “Irish goodbye” meant you went out for a beer and never came back. Or is that an Irish divorce?

So, I’m not an extrovert but an introvert who enjoys and is weirdly good at small talk. I know exactly what you’re talking about and...that’s probably how extroverts feel about trying to talk to introverts. :D

I was disappointed. The only bright spot was someone asking for empirical evidence of her claim, her continued insistence that it’s “Taoist science,” then finally “I don’t have to prove anything to anybody.”

BRB gonna check out Insta to see how bad she’s getting trolled now.

No.

I did. 

It happened to me about 3-5 times/week across multiple devices. Usually a matter of waiting a few minutes after which Spotify would say “Oh, THAT wifi connection! That one’s fine.” But when this happens frequently, it gets aggravating, especially when only once or twice over 3ish years was it ever actually the wifi.

Metaphysical Meghan probably hangs out with the “self licensed life coach” I keep running across on Facebook.