DJs on the radio this morning were talking about 8 tracks and cassettes and turntables. One of the older guys mentions there’s still a turntable in the production studio and the other older guy asks how he knows that. The young guy says “I brought my mom’s old Duran Duran records in for a spin and he heard me.” That one hurt. I am just not that old.

god, what a mess

Honestly. The number of typos in emails just gets worse and worse.

I’ll probably always remember explaining to Miss W that “putting out fires with gasoline” was a metaphor after her grandmother played her “Cat People” for the first time. She said to me “it seems like you couldn’t really DO that, right?” That girl definitely needs more Bowie in her life.

So neat!

“It’s not really important most the time.” ARGH. I’m so sorry, but yes, grammar is VERY important “most the time.”

That is so not how you spell that.

I had no idea this existed. Was she going for Marlene Dietrich purposely? It’s a serious question. I have only seen one season of this show.

I want bar nachos.

Beautiful!

My very favorite Star Trek franchise.

Not the entire week, but all week.

Since when is masking tape so bloody expensive??

I am so excited about this sweater! I cannot wait for my yarn to get here.

That’s kind of a fun word to say.

I just don’t understand how those emails disappeared. I’m not intentionally pulling a Hillary. I seriously don’t know what happened.

Maybe I should move Random to Patreon and have people pay for it. I bet no one would read it anymore. ha.

This Gofundme was a silly idea. I really don’t know what I was thinking.

On the way back from this errand I’m stopping for a Den Pop. Giganomous Diet Fountain Dew here I come.

I’m unsubscribing from your mailing list, Plucky Knitter. I can’t afford your ridiculously spendy yarn.

The thing about conversation in an office is you can hear people going around having the same conversation with different people. Over and over. It makes me tired just thinking about repeating myself that much. I don’t understand what is appealing about that.

Guess I have another project to add to my knit list.

This whole thing is turning out to be a lot more labor intensive than I had planned for.

Fassbender! This was such a good book.

I just think that forcing someone to ask two questions about something they don’t actually have any questions about because the thing is not remotely difficult to understand is a wonky assignment. Stop trying to dumb us down.

Aw. One of my favorite political science faculty mentioned me in the lecture I was not able to attend today. She missed my input on the 10th Amendment in relation to environmental policies.

I’m failing to see how a “sick-out” is helping these students you claim to care so much about.

Holy shit, a compliment. I just got a work related compliment. Is it the apocalypse and no one told me??

I do not understand how this woman has so few followers. Her work is so beautiful. You should follow her.

I have so much to do that procrastination has become the only logical next step.

Again with the oils. I don’t get it.

That’s a quote. No one actually talks like that.

I’ve just realized that I sort of look at Sarah Palin in the same light as I look at the Kardashians. By which I mean I just could not care less.

I dunno. I think my preference lies with the original Harley Quinn of the Animated Series. She was the bomb.

Stupid writing assignment making me cry. Stupid death class.

I don’t even know what that means.

Those bitches are bitches.

OMG. I kind of love it. I might love it more than Westerberg’s original recording, which I love a lot. Well, I’ll be needing that album, that’s for sure.

Wow. She already graded my paper and it made her cry too. Maybe I should go back into writing.

Darn. I was hoping my yarn would come today. Oh well. I really need to get Miss W’s new sweater finished and it’s not looking like it’s going to be done in time for her birthday. Which isn’t a big deal, because there’s plenty of cold weather left in the Mitten, but it would have been nice.

I don’t know about this book. I just don’t know.

Boy, I wish I had the yarn budget some of these ladies have. Holy wow.

tiny tiny tiny

I cannot decide what to wear for the opening tomorrow. le sigh

I suppose it really doesn’t much matter.

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