Yeeee HA! My boss is gone today. So I can finally get to updating my blog, surfing, figuring out how to do that cool ass “acronym defined by hover” thing that D has on her new site, and possibly finding a spell check plug in that will actually work (if anyone suggests ajax I am likely to snap, just FYI). Oh, and I need to shop for wedding presents and mittens later as well (which, MITTENS?!?! already!?!?!? I hate Iowa.)
This rebellious glee I’m feeling is stupid really. Technically, I don’t have a boss. I’m “self-employed”. I am 100% commission based. And my “boss” really doesn’t give a shit what I do one way or the other. If I make money, he makes money too and that’s dandy. And if I don’t? Well, he’s not going to starve regardless.
But. Well, I feel guilty if I’m not busting my ass every minute of every day. It’s insane the way I let unsubstantiated guilt affect me. I do stupid things like stay until 5 – and pay for child care – even if I stop working at 4:30. I know it’s dumb – and more than a bit childish – but I continue to do it anyway.
But today I am guilt free to work or fuck off at my own discretion.
And I choose fuck off.
Which reminds me, one of my friends recently logged into my blog – I gave her the link, it’s OK 
– and she said that I swear a lot.
I was surprised because I assumed that since she talks to me multiple times a day, she would anticipate the swearing. I was pretty sure that I swear a lot in “real lif”. In fact, all the men I work with are constantly blushing at my profanity.
People always say to “write like you talk”. But in all honesty, I don’t blog like I write. Blogging for me is different then other writing. Apparently I don’t blog like I talk either.
I blog like I think.
Which is fucking scary. Apparently the inner voice in my head is a sailor mouthed truck driver with a chip on her shoulder.
That explains the road rage.
blogging at work is da BEST.
I like the way you think. What profanity?
If I couldn't blog at work I'd never keep up.
if you find the "acronymn definer thingy" will you share with me… p-p-p-pllease???
and I use google tool bar for spell check and like it… but I find it hard to believe you didn't know about that one…
You don't talk like this? Do you blush and giggle when you accidentally say "darn" in real life?
hello I am the crazy friend she is talking about. she does talk like that in real life, but it seems so different when your reading it. Her sailor mouth is what I love about her though. It wouldn't be her if she didn't.
Dawn: or at least it WAS until I got transplanted to Open Space Hell.
Mist: and I you
Tug: yeah, the home life isn't exactly conducive to meaningful blogging!
Ricci: actually, I did NOT know about the google spell check thingy until today. and now I'm using it! I found the acronym thingy from d – have yet to install though.
avitable: yes, and I bat my eyelashes demurely as well.
Erin: I was thinking this morning, "THIS from the girl who taught me Rock Out With Your Cock Out or Puff Out With Your Muff Out". LOL
You forgot jam out with your clam out!!!!! Ha ha I find myself very funny as you already know.