-It's my last day working for CALC, and as payment I received a huge box of chocolate covered almonds from the office manager who listens to Jack Johnson on Pandora all day. It was very sweet, and also reminded me of the most recent edition of feminist comedienne Sarah Haskin's "Target Women", a series which addresses the ludicrousness of sexist marketing. Maybe I'm just full of shit, but somehow I'm less excited about a box of chocolate than I used to be when I identified as a lady. But then again, I was, like, 15. Am I a bad person because I secretly wished she'd bought me a pack of cigarettes instead? Perhaps, if by "bad person," I mean, "feckless adult."
-This is from yesterday, but Mark Wunderlich requested my Facebook friendship. Even though this means that I actually have to answer to him about my oft-neglected senior paper, I was pleased to be able to finally to see pictures of his cats.
15 years ago
2 comments:
Well, just imagine how disillusioned and ashamed I am to only now find your (of course) punnily-named web presence. Linking to a sister, no less! Clearly, I have been remiss in stalking your ass.
Mark's cats vs. Chris Miller's cats? Which win?
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