Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Pretty sure my mom just told me she thought I was going to be a lesbian
Mom: "you watched all of your sisters go through their relationships and mine as well. I wasn't sure you were going to end up with a man."
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Things I did not expect to hear coming out of anyone's mouth
I love going to the prison.
He can't work out at all after his freak sledding accident in January.
I am a source of light.
Owen is the fun police (Owen is a dog).
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
because you had to make the paper different standard sizes
I have been sending resumes to work while I am on my extended trip home. And I just yesterday had someone print it out for me. The formatting is screwed. One column on 2 pages. "I have great Microsoft Office skills" doesn't count anymore.
Who was the jerk that decided one of these countries would have a slightly different size of standard paper? I am giving that person the doigt d'honneur. Thank you for making me look like an ass. Was it not enough that I changed my eating, my speaking, my sleeping habits?! You must also screw with my professional abilities?
Who was the jerk that decided one of these countries would have a slightly different size of standard paper? I am giving that person the doigt d'honneur. Thank you for making me look like an ass. Was it not enough that I changed my eating, my speaking, my sleeping habits?! You must also screw with my professional abilities?
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Back in the game
I am back in my home town for an extended visit. And boy if I didn't just realize that I am crazy lady who talks to herself.
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Getting flogged
I am starting to hate the nice man that comes to my house to teach me French every week.
I actually started tearing up during our lesson today.
Let me say that again: I cried in front of my French teacher today.
30 seconds in, he starts explaining how "lui" could not be referring to a woman because it is the compliment of the direct object.
That's why he couldn't respond. Because it didn't make any sense. Even though, when used in a different context, it can refer to both a man or a woman (or apparently any other object: plants, dogs, couches, etc.)
I wish that my first reaction had been strong like a boxer and that I wanted to punch him.
But no.
And then he tried to be nice and tell me that I speak very well. Except clearly that isn't the case because he just got finished telling me that people should have been correcting me.
Right.
I do speak well. I speak better than all of the foreigners I know here.
but I am giving the French language the big "doigt d'honneur" today.
Did your mother ever correct you? Mine did. I hated her when I was 8, but then I was 14 and really great at English I liked her more.
Do you know what it is like to feel 8 again? I do.
But I still hate you today Phillipe.
On a positive note, it smelled like summer yesterday. It was really warm and someone must have cut some grass in the neighborhood.
I actually started tearing up during our lesson today.
Let me say that again: I cried in front of my French teacher today.
30 seconds in, he starts explaining how "lui" could not be referring to a woman because it is the compliment of the direct object.
That's why he couldn't respond. Because it didn't make any sense. Even though, when used in a different context, it can refer to both a man or a woman (or apparently any other object: plants, dogs, couches, etc.)
I wish that my first reaction had been strong like a boxer and that I wanted to punch him.
But no.
And then he tried to be nice and tell me that I speak very well. Except clearly that isn't the case because he just got finished telling me that people should have been correcting me.
Right.
I do speak well. I speak better than all of the foreigners I know here.
but I am giving the French language the big "doigt d'honneur" today.
Did your mother ever correct you? Mine did. I hated her when I was 8, but then I was 14 and really great at English I liked her more.
Do you know what it is like to feel 8 again? I do.
But I still hate you today Phillipe.
On a positive note, it smelled like summer yesterday. It was really warm and someone must have cut some grass in the neighborhood.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Regular daily thoughts
Every time I see flashing/flickering lights I think
"Epileptics can't do anything! watch tv, go to the gym (disco lights in rpm class), or even go in the metro (flashing Samsung screens)."
"Epileptics can't do anything! watch tv, go to the gym (disco lights in rpm class), or even go in the metro (flashing Samsung screens)."
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