Yesterday I had a fistfight with the copy machine at my work.
I was trying to get it to print names on a special sheet that had little name tags on it. I tried every place the paper could go in, but it didn’t seem to pick up the special sheet and I got normal copying paper instead.
I called tech support, who didn’t have any useful tips, and asked two people. 1 nice lady finally gave me the right advice: select the paper drawer on the pc beforehand. After which I FINALLY got my name tag sheets.
I love your Acceleration story :) So glad I saw a link to it thanks to SpecialAgentEmily... Anyway its so amazing and cute and omg I squealed so much in chapter 10 that it was redicolas... please continue :D x
Thank youuuuu :D So happy that you like it, it makes me so motivated to write more about those two <3 Squee Troffy~
Why would you intentionally eat olives like what in the fuck? are you okay? is someone forcing you to do this? You need me to call the police let me know so we can help you
Dude. Let me tell you about the heavenly food that is olive. It is absolutely wonderful, unlike anything you have ever eaten in your life. They vary from soft to strong, bringing with them a glorious, sunny mediterranean aroma, as if you can almost taste the salty sea or the fertile fields. Personally, when I eat olives, I am reminded of the best dishes and the best summers I have ever had. Olives. My own private walhalla.
Ross: Those buildings are very phallic, aren’t they? Trott: I was not gonna say anything… But yes. They look like giant penises. Trott: Spinning and bulging out the ground. Alex: Trott loves a bit of penis, don’t you Trott. Trott: No. No I don’t. I like my own one. It’s not bad. Trott: It’s really small though. Trott: Mine is an innie instead of an outie.
The team is on their way to the north, where the national trials championships will take place. Chris’s lacking focus seems to have disappeared altogether. Doubts about him and Alex take up most of his energy.
I applied for some recruitment/consultancy vacancy in Amsterdam that required someone fluent in Japanese and English. I spent about 15 minutes on it, got called almost immediately and received half a job interview over the phone. I guess the company is going to call me back tomorrow. Well that went fast. I don’t even know if I’m fit for this job (its focus is very commercial and they need new costumers). On the other hand: salary. And I could talk with Japanese costumers, which proves to be interesting. Well… tomorrow it is, then.
women do not exist just to be judged by your standards.
We exist because we are human beings just like you.
I know it’s very difficult to imagine, but really, we are approximately half the population of the planet.