Don't think of her running in an old t-shirt in Public

  • Jan. 30, 2019, 2:55 p.m.
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Christ, I just have nothing to say right now. I feel so fucking boring.

  • Shins are busted so no run tonight (or possibly for A WHILE since they’re getting worse with every run), we’ll see if I can land the elliptical in the office gym but otherwise I’ll just go home and try to learn yoga.

  • WORK IS CRAY AND I LOVE BIG BROTHER BUT MOTHERFUCKER NEEDS TO STOP PUTTING OFF INCREDIBLY QUICK AND SIMPLE TASKS THAT WILL MAKE MY LIFE LESS TERRIBLE FOR THE NEXT WEEK.

  • Not that I don’t do the same thing to him. But there’s a reason I’m not the boss. Lol.

  • Not that he wanted this gig, he just got handed it because people find him likable.

  • Chocolate and Prairie went to a women’s political conference the other day, and essentially got told that (A) women should not dress provocatively, (B) women should confront/shut down all sexual harassment on their own because there are definitely never consequences to that, (C) the best thing a woman can do is have children, and (D) Big Brother is just so great!!!!!!!!!!

  • Seriously, everyone just talked over them to tell them how great their male boss is. JUST because he sounds smart on conference calls sometimes and is generally nice. (And, let’s get real, attractive. So of fucking course he gets more cred than the average slob.)

  • IF HE’S SO GREAT WHY HASN’T HE SENT ME THE SHIT I NEED TO PRINT SO I CAN ASSEMBLE THESE FUCKING FOLDERS. HE LITERALLY JUST NEEDS TO DELETE A NUMBER, TYPE ANOTHER ONE, AND HIT SAVE. MOTHERFUCK.

  • I ATE A CUPCAKE FOR BREAKFAST AND I DON’T GIVE A FUCK. (I do, I feel bloated and sleepy now. Also I ate a shitload of carbs last night and had a much harder time waking up today so I have to maybe acknowledge that carbs aren’t great for me FUCK FUCK FUCK)

  • Our work team have our bitmojis on our boss’s door. One of us will re-order them and everyone else has to guess what the order is.

  • I was at the top of the order and it turns out it was “best storyteller.” HA HA, SUCK IT WORLD.

  • Chocolate is genuinely upset she was not ranked above me re: storytelling. CLASSIC CHOCOLATE.

  • She’d probably have a higher rating if she didn’t frequently cut off other people’s stories mid-sentence to tell her completely unrelated stories as though no one was talking the first place

  • LOVE HER, I SWEAR. I now have a big brother and a little sister on my team. I want to kill them both but they have my heart nonetheless.

  • I crushed some annoying technology shit yesterday and I feel better about potentially staying here and becoming more tech-focused.

  • I AM GOING TO A “TECH STUFF FOR NON-PROFITS” CONFERENCE IN PORTLAND AND I’M ALSO SEEING A ROLLER DERBY GAME WHILE I’M THERE.

  • I got a haircut yesterday and I seriously need to stop going to this place. It’s cheaper than average but every single time they just spend 5 minutes dry-cutting my hair and kick me out. Like yeah I said I just wanted a trim and was fine losing a couple inches to get the damaged stuff off, but like… She didn’t even get all the split ends?

  • I FORGOT MY MAKEUP TODAY AND I FEEL LIKE A BIG OL’ SLOB.

Here’s my before/after hair pic.

Before:
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After:
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So, you know. The same, except worse today because my face looks like trash so it’s DRAGGING EVERYTHING DOWN TO A LOWER LEVEL.


Fuck. I guess I’ll go do shit. I GUESS.


Last updated January 30, 2019


rhizome January 30, 2019

wow, that political conference sure had some great suggestions for women! i feel really empowered to make a difference by covering up my cleavage.

girl in recession January 30, 2019

I think you look eggcelent! I miss my hair being long so I can do layers/wavy things with it. The things of the political conference sound like my last job. The Home Depot is pretty conservative and telling women to stop sexual harassment in its tracks OURSELVES was blatantly told to me and the 1 other woman software engineer on our team. So utterly fucking fucked.

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