~~~SANDBOX 77~~~

his gravestone says RIPEEP PEEP PEEP

Bestest wish, Abbott - take care.

There's no 'fuck cancer' thread on sandbox but ms mac's dad just got an all-clear after two years and i wanted to say

― Sad Banter (p much resigned to deems),

Thought about starting that thread yesterday -- my dad's not doing too well right now.

fuck cancer tho

otm. Also fuck sepsis and staph infections that get in through chemo ports.

i really dont want to wiki what that means now do i, sounds grim William :(

ignorance is bliss and all that ..

fuck all, of it, yeah

thoughts to both of you

just finished interview

jesus fucking christ

interviews are INTENSE, man

good lord

word

i always feel like there's this mutual awareness of the performative, pantomime element that is going on, something that could at any moment be ruptured by you breaking the fourth wall & saying CMON YOU KNOW I JUST WANT THIS, I ACTUALLY REALLY JUST WANT THIS JOB + COULD DO IT TOTALLY

you try to imbue your answers with that subtext like it's pictionary or something but it's incredibly frustrating to have to tip-toe around the kind of useful/sentimental/enthusiastic declarations that might actually offer some insight into yr reasoning

Oh your interview. Right.

I thought you were dissing someone here for a second!

co-sign with everything schlump said.

i think it went well! i did about as well as i can imagine doing, although a few of my answers were a little too long. but even if i don't make it to the final round, i'm not going to be kicking myself for not preparing well enough.

it's a lot like girl probs imo

Posting from Amtrak wifi

Were you wearing pants during the interview?

i was. and shoes!

no shirt tho, gotta keep it fresh

shoes, for that professional feeling

I meant "pants" in the British sense.

I'll just say it plainly. ZS, were you wearing panties?

i would do anything for this job, anything!

*hangs head in shame*

yes

lol

I can barely make rent, but I really want to buy tickets to the live John Waters Christmas show next weekend. Is this a dumb use of money, or will I be forever happy for seeing JW live.

feel like playing with those effects some webcam software offers would have been a winning skype-interview strategy, like they ask you about whether you're technologically literate & suddenly your head is on the body of a fish in a fishbowl

this is not the job pro-tips page, and i don't feel like creating a new one just for sandbox, so ww77d:

- i would like to send a thank you note to the interviewer. in fact, important interview guides printed out and laying out nearby reported say "Sending a thank you note is not an option; it is a necessity"
- "email is the standard form for sending a thank you note; always email your thank you note within 24 hours of the interview."
- cool. i can do this. *winky fingerpoint*
- BUT
- my interviewer never directly wrote to me, so she never gave me her email address. instead, a generic email address set up for this round of interviews has been used to correspond with me and the rest of the candidates
- BUT
- of course, it's the internet, and i found the interviewer's normal email address in about 7 seconds FLAT. 7 seconds FLAT, people
-BUTT

- i'm probably overthinking this, but should i write to the personal email address and risk looking like a creepy internet researcher?

i would probably use the generic address but put an FAO in the subject line

hmm, that sounds like a good idea, thanks!

try to find a home number z s

the only way you should be playing w/any FAO bullshit is if you're spraying something on the side of her house, which i guess now i mention it is maybe an option?, show you're keen &c

i better check out my skywriting options

handwritten note on a brown paper bag w/ poop inside, in flames, is the only acceptable way

Jumping in late to give support to abbs and mooks. One day we will all get together for ILX divorcee FAP and be all "been there, done that, sucks for a while, gets lots better, now lovin' lyfe rrobyn-style."

poopstepped my way into a lot of good jobs iirc

business is done on the golf course, & you only get to the golf course if you do business on someone's front step

lovin' lyfe rrobyn-style

^^^how to live imo

my feeling EXACTLY

-three days of being broke with an overdrawn account and no dog food, bread, milk....

-was finally able to borrow some money from my sister-in-law and told her to put it into our account for us as cash

-she put it in as a check, so we can't touch it until tomorrow

-fuck. We have bills to pay.

-some money came in from my crowdsourcing efforts, so I could get some dog food, people food, gas, and rum

-am drinking said rum with coke

-also, we spent the day getting my brother-in-law's stuff cleaned up and out of the house so that he could pick it up and take it to his new place in St. Petersburg

-he used a friend of his, the guy I've mentioned before who beat up his ex and her boyfriend with a bat, to carry and load all of the heavy stuff even though he had just gotten out of back surgery a few months ago. The friend later went straight from here to his doctor to have the damage that was just done taken care of.

this song came up on random and i'm basically sitting here crying

what the hell is wrong with me

no shame in weakerthans tears! <3

Oh mookiep- I'm sorry you're feeling low.

We care about you, Mookie.

That song gets me, too. xoxo

-in bed getting warm under the covers, snuggling up with doggies*, half or three-quarters or whatever drunk, smoking an e-cig, reading SandILX.

*The bed in this room is a single, so my husband has been sleeping on a pile of blankets and sheets and dog beds on the floor in the TV room. My brother-in-law gave us his old mattress, so we should be sleeping together again tomorrow night. Yay!

You may remember I posted about a nu metal looking dude in my apartment complex who was yelling "I WANT TO PUT MY DICK IN YOU" over a Smiths song. Today I took my dog out at 6:48 a.m. and he was in a different apartment, door open, no inflatable penguin this time, yelling "I WANT TO PUT MY DICK IN YOU, IT'S THE SAFETY DANCE" over "Safety Dance," which was playing pretty loudly. A woman was saying "fuck you" in a lot of different colorful ways, like "fuck you with a fork" and "fuck you with a rusty pipe." What the fuck??

not uplifting

i ended up telling that story to someone bc i thought it was so funny, & it ended up additionally complicated by the added layers of it being my remembrance of the story, of it being from ilx/the internet, of me having to aloud rather than in text pronounce the guy's alternate lyrics, etc.

the apartment roulette is such an interesting extra dimension. i feel like there is more room in this example of it for it being those guys' crazy inside joke, but wasn't he alone last time? harrowingly alone?

alone except for the inflatable penguin
there was a crying child in the apartment this time, too