12 posts tagged “mobile”
Have you been to a movie lately? If so, was the song "Warrior" by Kid Rock one of the previews?
First, am I the only one surprised he allowed one of his songs to be used in - much less wrote one especially FOR - a National Guard recruitment video? He just seems so anti-establishment to me. It creates an interesting dichotomy in my mind.
Anyway, Warrior is a tough-driving aggressive song. A great choice by the Guard. Heck, makes me want to sign up. And the "subliminal" messages are not subtle.
Actually reminds me a lot of the song used in the intro to The Ultimate Fighter on Spike.
Dreary day in PA. Half-assed snow/ice storm. Bad enough to be annoying, not bad enough to stay home.
Yet I have somehow managed to lose TWO winter hats in one week.Grrrrr... I hope at least they are keeping someone else's head warm and not in a trashcan or gutter somewhere.
Pitched a minor hissy fit at one of my cats last night who insisted on sleeping on my feet. Poor thing. She was probably just cold, but it kept waking me up and I got a little...ummmm...cranky as a result. At least I did not send her flying in the midst of my tantrum.
Finally, looking for a lawyer to take me through foreclosure or bankruptsy. I've pretty much given up on my house. Boooooo....
School is good though. Love my classes. Getting some positive feedback which is encouraging. Submitted some stuff to national conferences which shouls result in interesting rejections next month. I'll post if they are entertaining.
So... Everyone in my office Twitters. They twitter for fun and they Twitter for work. They Twitter to network with other PSU peeps and they Twitter to network across the country. Lots of Twittering going on.
Being the good girl that I am, I am attempting to Twitter too. Largely unsuccessfully, I might add, but trying.
Yesterday morning as I got to work I was on the phone with the car repair shop because my car is making a lovely noise. Now, I work in a cube farm office. One giant room of cubicles. Zero privacy. So I was sitting in the hallway talking to the car place instead of at my desk.
That morning as I was dutifully trying to force myself to think of something to Tweet I notice one of my co-workers had Tweeted a very snarky, unkind, message which reads : "Woman at "private" table at end of hall discussing her car problems to shop. Note: I don't care." (silence) (pin drops)
Wow. Really quite snarky, right? I wasn't bothering her. I wasn't talking loudly outside her office. I was just in the hall so as not to broadcast my business to the whole cube farm.
Well... You can see it coming can't you? Guess what little miss snarky-pants is Tweeting about this morning?
Wait for it...
Dramatic pause...
Car trouble! HA HA HA. I feel strangely vindicated. I do not wish car trouble on anyone but her comment yesterday was like kicking a puppy. No reason for it. An unprovoked spout of bitchiness.
She did not know it was me and probably would have self-censored a bit more if she did because we get along just fine. But still...
The real irony and ultimately unbelievable funny part... Guess what her name is...her real life name... Stevie!!!!!!!! Yep. Which makes it that much more Twilight Zone eerie.
So... To real life Stevie... I say meet my friend Karma. And Karma's a bitch.