I was at a Chinese buffet once and the person in the booth next to mine had brought in a Happy Meal for her son. Which he was eating while she was at the buffet.
The waiters said nothing.
VIPoo? Really???
This could be very likely! I’m on city water; every now and then they send out a water quality report, including details on the chemicals used in the treatment process (apparently they vary the amount of chlorine used throughout the year, for example).
For your ‘devil’s donuts’. 
Uhhhh … this is a common problem?
What, the ring-shaped poo?
The frequent need to plan ahead WRT lingering reminders.
That’s not the only product like that.
Oh
dear
I fear for humanity.
Can I blame Trump?
God yes. It’s Trump’s fault I have a headache right now, and fuck him for today’s stupid cold weather.
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I understand that it’s my job to sign and address the holiday cards. Even though the company name is long and a bitch to write over and over again, I’m okay with that. I will sign, seal, address, and mail without a peep. As I said, it’s my job.
But why do they have to be fucking covered in glitter? All I did was take them out of the box, and I look like a goddamned unicorn sneezed on me.
I FUCKING SUCK.
My agent just sold a bunch of books. Written by her other clients. I feel like her only client who hasn’t sold. To make it fucking worse, I gave her a new manuscript in September, SO proud of myself, and her response was “this needs to be a completely different book.” We have basically trunked it; according to her the rewrites it needs are so massive, it’ll be like writing a completely new book all over again.
Suffice it to say, my muse is waaaaaaaaaaaaay the fuck off in left field these days. And you know what? I have to be okay with that. I have to be okay with writing MORE books that she’ll reject. Because it’s the only way I’ll write any goddamn books at all.
I guess I’m building up fodder for the inevitable day I give up on trade publishing and just throw it all on Amazon myself.
NM
Or you have been visiting the ‘gentlemen’s club’.
Just updated my work iPad, and of course Apple fucked around and made all sorts of changes nobody needed or wanted.
Most people would consider me pretty liberal, politically. But when it comes to computer updates, I’m William F(ucking) Buckley, standing athwart “progress” yelling, “Stop!!!”
Every time Windows 10 updates itself, it seems to reset all my file associations.
Buddy, if I wanted to use Cortana or IE or whatever the hell you’re calling it these days to look at pictures or read PDFs, I wouldn’t have changed those associations to begin with, now would I?
Anyone know how to stop that from happening? I’m about to find out who the bright boy was who came up with this idea and take an axe to them.
Er, Cortana and IE are entirely different things. And IE is passe, the Microsoft browser of choice is Edge.
This is weird, because I have never had a single problem since upgrading to Windows 10, except for it losing track of my printer, which I resolved easily.
Right. Edge. I don’t use it, so I don’t pay attention to it. 
All I know is, I change the file associations for PDFs from Edge (hey, its icon is very similar to IE) to Acrobat Pro. The next time I look, they’re back to the Edge icon. Same with graphics files; I change their association from whatever Microsoft’s current picture viewer is to IrfanView. Next time I look–not IrfanView. It’s annoying.
Generally, I like Amazon and have been a loyal customer and Prime member for years. But today, fuck them all to Hell. I ordered a Kids’ Kindle for my nephew and need to send it to my cousin in Europe so he gets it for Christmas. It’s one of the smaller former Soviet (ptooey) republics, so Amazon doesn’t deliver there, and shipping will take a couple weeks. I need to get this package in the mail. Those assholes sent me some stupid oil diffuser!! I didn’t even know what it was until I looked it up on the site!
I’m so pissed. I could understand the wrong Kindle model or something but how do they screw up THAT badly??
That reminds me of the guy who ordered a vial of castor oil and got a half-eaten pastry.
Whoa that’s weird! I’d call them. Someone transposed a bin number and unless that gets fixed, you’ll just get the same thing again.