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this week has not been one to write home about [although it was stressful enough that i called my mum just to hear a friendly voice]. there are times when your stress level gets high enough that you can't concentrate on anything other than your own stress, including getting through the mountain of things you have to do, which is the main reason you're feeling stressed to begin with. it's nice that our brains are biologically programmed to shut down like that. sort of makes you wonder how me managed to evolve this far.
it's certainly one of those weeks when i needed...
good news :: stuff i can't make up from around the internet
remember how republicans said it was just an anomaly that one of their candidates used the phrase "legitimate rape"? the guy they put up for vice president thinks that rapists should be able to sue their victims if those victims seek to have an abortion. because jesus.
just because you're ten feet tall and green doesn't mean you don't have a woman's needs, according to marvel.
are you a better writer than a second grader? if you're in the nfl, it seems unlikely.
still trying to shed those extra holiday ounces? lose fat that natural way through moosing! [via me-fi]
what's more comforting in winter than a grilled cheese on toast? a grilled cheese on cheese, my friend. [this might require a moose cleanse afterward.]
"Now is the winter of our discontent"- shakespeare, richard iii
although the phrase actually means "now is the time when we are least miserable", which is a really emo kind of sentiment for the sixteenth century, it does seem appropriate to have a quote of the week that features both the words "winter" and "discontent", since i think there are a lot of people discontented with winter at the moment. plus, of course, the historical richard iii turned up under a car park this week. in another five hundred years or so, they'll find jimmy hoffa.
a very powerful piece that dominic did...
follow-up and shameless self-promotion
after my unpleasant run-in with an stm bus driver on monday, i did send a polite, firm letter to them indicating that i didn't think that it was cool to give their drivers free reign to scream at injured customers. i haven't received any kind of official response [and since i didn't request any specific action or ask a question, i may not get one], but i did speak to the transit worker to whom i tried to complain just after the incident. he says that he spoke to the driver and that the screaming was because he [the driver] thought someone- not me- had tried to bang on the door of the bus and it startled him. case closed. unless you consider that the guy specifically yelled at me about running, not at anyone else and not about banging on the door.
i realise that lives aren't going to be lost or saved because of this, but i find it funny that there is clearly an attempt to convince me that screaming at customers is a completely acceptable way of doing business. on the other hand, perhaps i should take that as a cue that i can behave the same way...
i still have a scraped up hand and a sore knee, which serve as a reminder that running is always a bad idea and i shouldn't attempt to do it under any circumstances.
today, this same bus driver got impatient with the vehicle in front of him and started frantically sounding the horn. i'm sure we've all felt that kind of frustration, but most of us don't go batshit with the honking when the vehicle in front of us is a snow plough in the process of clearing the road. someone needs to switch to decaf.
something i forgot to mention when i posted our play lists from the caustic lounge yesterday was that the next lounge will be on march 6th and it's our second anniversary party! please consider coming along to usher us into the terrible twos!
kitteh of the week
simon, drilling for cuddles...
that's all for this week, folks! stay warm, dry and safe and remember it's never a bad idea to cuddle your cats! unless the cat is a tiger. then it's possible that it could be a bad idea, but you'll never know until you try it.