Wait, wasn’t this supposed to be Gratitude day? Can I do a WTF and a Gratitude? That will work. But it must be in equal measure. Ay! There’s the rub.
Here we go!
WTF: Tweeting. I don’t get it. I do it, periodically and I like the ones I read from those attending Cookie concerts but mostly it’s just sorta gay.
Gratitude: working internets – I love you and kiss you and make you my boyfriend forevah (or at least until Cookie assumes his rightful place in my
WTF: When I answer the phone at work and the
idiot person on the other end of the line says “Who is this?” I want to say “Lisa. Who the fuck are you?” but I don’t. I just say my name (but in a p/A pissy voice that lets them know I did not like that question.)
Gratitude: Still employed and spend most of the day alternately faxing stupid crap to a place that’s ridiculously overwhelmed by all the faxed stupid crap and surfing the web. Plus! Pad Thai! Love it!
WTF: Yes, it’s true. The pets at my house know that love = food and they totally play on that theme until I want to shoot them. They follow me around as if I am the pied piper who may, at any given moment, open the magical closet and give them a treat (mostly because that’s what I sorta do). It drives me crazy and yet, it was of my own making. WTF, Lisa??
Gratitude: They provide me love and snuggles and company and that’s a pretty big payback for a few treats. I’m the lucky one here.
WTF: I watched a documentary on that horrible “Westboro Baptist Church” cult and it was completely WTF central. (They’re the ones who picket soldier’s funerals with the “God hates fags” signs and all.) It is so beyond appalling to me that someone could think this is doing God’s work.
Gratitude: I am so thankful that this was not the path I chose to walk in this lifetime. It’s not an easy one as they truly seemed to reap what they were sowing. If I’m gonna be reapin’, I’d rather be sowin’ some love, y’all.
WTF: I swear to God I saw a Palin/Coulter 2012 sticker on a big truck today. Oh my. That was really all I could say.
Gratitude: I have some awesome sisters of the woo over at Democratic Underground ASAH forum. Intelligent, warm and so so open to all kinds of ideas. It’s really a safe haven in what can be a tough environment some days. (Some will even volunteer to be your confidant if you ask them!)
How’s that for a Libra? A dash of WTF sprinkled with the fairy dust of gratitude. :) What’s your pair today?
MY WTF?! On my other comment I put in a wrong blog name. I am so losing my mind. Which I do on a daily basis.
Gratitude: We have just been ok’ed for overtime in my dept. Now I don’t have to get another job just work OT. The Universe hears–just wish they would work a little friggin’ faster :)
Like you I’m soooo ambivalent about Twitter. It’s hard to tweet — make just a short, pithy comment — when you have to long onto a program and remember yet another screen name and password. All that work for a sentence? I’m too busy/lazy.
Let’s see, what my Gratitude? EASY! This is my last working day until vacation! I don’t leave town until Tuesday, but when I leave this office this evening, I’m gone until April 6.
My WTF? I feel like Marie Antoinette, going off to a spa when my oldest friend is struggling financially. She’s made some dumb financial moves but still. I deserve a vacation. I have both the money and the vacation time. But still … So to assuage my guilt I had (I’m not kidding) one case each of Wisk, Scott PT and Scott TP. Is that too weird? I’m just trying to give her breathing room with her monthly budget … I’m blathering.
Signing off now!