My favorite detective who is usually all :|| grumpy cat was SO NICE TO ME THIS MORNING. He is always nice but, like, in a grumpy fuck this life way. Today he was oddly cheery.
Since my post about getting drunk and playing Skyrim seemed to be so popular, I got drunk again last night and played The Sims. I’ll be honest, the whole ordeal felt like trying to catch lightning in a bottle and I really don’t think it holds up to the Skyrim post, and I never really found that funny to begin with. But what the fuck do I know, here’s what happened.
This cheered me up for some strange and unknown reason. I love Sims posts on Tumblr.
its all fun to change ur url to something festive but SOME of us have Brands to maintain
ok, so, I would not recommend jogging in neighborhoods on October nights.
i am so mad at glee
oh man I’ve made those before so good so good so good
I just tasted one while I was flipping them over and omg I almost DIED. I’ve never made fries from scratch before.
Making sweet potato fries with olive oil and paprika and I just live in constant fear that my oven is going to catch fire. It doesn’t help that my smoke alarm is waaaaay sensitive.
Shut up, you were all thinking it at this part.
there has been so much drama at my job lately, 110% of which is caused by my editor who just likes to create chaos and is probably mildly sociopathic, no lie.
the other day she was like “i’m going to the country club, will you read and edit (co-worker who is within my pay grade)’s story and send it to the cop desk?” and then she just peaced out.
So I’m like…UHHHH, NO? First of all, I don’t get paid to do your job. And, I think that’s insulting to my co-worker and friend to have her peer edit her story! So I send a message to our assistant editor and I’m like “uh, (editor) just told me to do this and I’m not comfortable with it help.”
Assistant editor, who is also a good friend of mine, sort of flew off the handle. Boss was on vacation late last week, but was basically working from home and was second-guessing every move the assistant editor was making, and it was really pissing her off because she felt like she wasn’t trusted to be in charge. So, finding out our editor went to a reporter to edit someone’s story instead of her? It didn’t fly.
We are all, like 90% sure our editor plays mind games with us and tries to get us to fight with each other - whether it be something like this, or who works holidays, or what.
And it’s always so pointless because we are all really tight-knit and tell each other literally EVERYTHING. Idk what to do, I’ve never had such a destructive boss.
Is it bad that when I saw baby Bruce listening to metal, I thought of Lego Batman?
DARKNESS! NO PARENTS!
meanwhile, this week on gotham
DARKNESS. NO PARENTS.
my editor came to work today talking about how she had to go to the ER because her blood pressure was, like, 160+/107 or something I was like…you are literally going to die WHY ARE YOU HERE.
white vegans be like “honey is unethical because the bees worked so hard on it that’s why I like the completely ethical alternative of sugar harvested by underpaid and abused fieldworkers”