Businesses Behaving Badly, Part 2

Wednesday, 17 September 2008, 18:01 | Category : Politics, Venting
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The next question is, what do you do when a disapprove of a business’ ethics?
As nice as it would be, sometimes, to live in a vacuum…we don’t.  Every tiny decision we make has an impact, and those tiny impacts can expand exponentially.
I don’t eat Domino’s Pizza because I don’t want to give money – even [...]

Businesses Behaving Badly, Part 1

Tuesday, 16 September 2008, 19:15 | Category : General Geekness, Venting
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There’s something interesting happening over on the Amazon page for Spore, the new computer game from Electronic Arts.
Specifically, there’s something interesting happening in the customer reviews section.
Two thousand, four hundred and fourteen people have reviewed the game as of this writing, and two thousand, one hundred and sixty-three of them gave the game only one [...]

Uncertainty

Wednesday, 10 September 2008, 14:12 | Category : Meatspace Life, Venting
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One of my awesome co-workers (all of my co-workers here are awesome, really) has been having a hard time of it lately – feeling sick, tired, and generally unwell.  Just a couple hours ago, she got a call from her doctor’s office: the results of her recent tests have come back, and she has a [...]

The Twist of My Panties

Thursday, 9 August 2007, 21:21 | Category : Knitting, In General, Venting
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In August’s Real Simple magazine there is an article called “Confessions of a Former Crafter,” by Jacquelyn Mitchard, which has set my teeth of edge.
If you happen to have a copy of the magazine, feel free to follow along.
It’s a well written piece, and if you have five minutes in a bookstore you might want [...]

Oh, woe is me.

Tuesday, 5 December 2006, 21:35 | Category : Meatspace Life, Venting
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I’m half tempted not to post this. I’m feeling a bit better now – not great, but better – and I’m not convinced that anyone should really be subjected to my existential whining.
However, the drivel contained below seems to be an ever-increasing trend, both with me and with a lot of people I know, [...]

Heightened Awareness

Wednesday, 16 August 2006, 16:38 | Category : General, Venting
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I’m not saying anyone was out to get me, but after last night’s dinner I thought that maybe I should go home and sit very, very still.
(There’s going to be some ranting whining here, and some less-than-appetizing descriptions of food. Feel free to wander off, but check out the picture at the bottom of [...]

Can we talk about my job for a minute?

Tuesday, 6 June 2006, 15:21 | Category : General, Venting
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Because really…it’s killing me.
I take it back. I take it all back. Give me the lower wages and the less responsibility and the copious knitting time, because this sucks.
I haven’t wanted to say anything, because I hate whining (no, really) and I hate being a wussie and I thought I was just new [...]

A little venting, a little knitting.

Thursday, 18 May 2006, 11:46 | Category : General, Venting
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Have you ever wondered how many posts you’ve written? Yes, I know that your blogging software probably keeps track for you, but if you really want to be struck by just how many posts that is, wait until a particularly persistent spammer picks you out as the lucky winner. When you have your [...]

Owie.

Wednesday, 23 November 2005, 17:23 | Category : Meatspace Life, Venting
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Owie ow ow.
Well, I was planning on waxing poetic about my socks (as if you don’t get the idea that I adore these socks), but…well, life didn’t exactly participate last night.
As I was driving Bradon and I home last night, I said, in passing “hmm…my back hurts.”
Within an hour I could barely move.
This is no [...]

And then the floor dropped out….

Wednesday, 9 November 2005, 14:52 | Category : Harry Potter Scarves, Venting, Work
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I’m afraid today’s post is going to be a bit short, both in length and in attitude. I was informed this morning by my contract manager that I’m to be moved full-time to another team…a team that I work for part time and loathe with every fiber of my being. The account they [...]