It took me forever to realize that I accidentally had comments disabled on my last post. *is lame*


I love SPN fandom. I really really do. I don't check my flist for like two days, I come back to find that someone started a huge SPN hate thread, and within about a day pretty much the entire fandom has collectively gotten over it (well, most people were never really "under" it to begin with) and moved on to discussing other, more important things. Like the new HOTASS pics of Jensen ;-)

*snuggles fandom*


So I have less than a week of training left before they drag me kicking and screaming back to the phones. Fucking customers... I'm already plotting my escape. Apparently there will be lots of opportunities for promotions on this new contract, so I'm going to get in on that if I can. At this point I don't particularly care what they have me doing, hell, I don't even care much about a pay raise (though that would certainly be nice), just OMG get me OFF the fucking phones! I'm already working myself into a panic at the mere thought of dealing with asshat customers again.

My friend Jo sent me this video and it captures the complete and utter ridiculousness of my job pretty much perfectly. I get this exact same call at least 50 times every single day. *headdesk*


Anyway, here are some random pictures of my dog being adorable because, well, he makes me smile:




( and a few more... )

Oh sweet Jeebus.

The "Half Blood Prince" wank is getting WAY the fuck out of hand!!!

People REALLY need to chill the fuck out!

Though I must say, reading all this wank has provided me with several hours of entertainment. So I suppose it's not ALL bad ;-)