Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Phew

It turns out that the interview with CBC radio is live after all. And it turns out that another one of the girls really wants to do it. Excellent. That means I won't vomit live for thousands of listeners to hear.

9 comments:

Jen said...

Glad you are relieved, although I would have loved to see you doing it. ;)

x said...

because, as you clearly have neither the balls to stand up your asshole professors, or to any type of authority, thats exactly what would have occurred.

welcome to the jungle.

but keep it up sister, the world can always use more proles to slave quietly in the background.

x said...

23 and reading harry potter?

adult enough to like lip gloss, facile enough to like desparate housewives.

but with just a tiny weeny cunty streak that allows the forbidden joy of eating the last chocolate chip cookie.

rebel rebel, your face is a mess.

geeksters said...

Thank you for your thorough reading of my blog and your apparent interest in my life.

After considering your comments on CB's blog regarding my potential fraud situation, I realize that you do indeed have a valid arguement. What I am going to do now is ask A to write seperate receipts for the difference between what she charged me and what B was willing to pay. Then I will send a letter detailing the situation to C and see if they are willing to help.

In reponse to your above comments: I am, in fact, appealing my mark on the documentary and have the full support of my classmates and another professor. So I am quite optomistic that a fair grade will be given.

And, together with two of my classmates who witnessed the unprofessional behaviour of the instructor, I wrote a letter explaining the facts to the department head. That letter was then given to the dean and will be discussed, I'm sure, along with my formal appeal.

Contrary to what you seem to assume about me, I am a left-wing socialist type, fully content with the ideosyncracis in my personality. I am the first to admit my love for simple pleasures and am not about to give up my childish delight with pink nailpolish and the magical world of Hogwarts.

While I enjoy seeing the comments on my blog and am always glad for another reader, I would appreciate if you could try to be a little less critical and use more polite language.

Thank you.

x said...

j'adore!

so serious darling! we love it when we hit the nerve!

"try to be a little less critical"
no fun then, though, is it?

"use more polite language"
oh? moshiwake gozaimasen, where i come from this is considered being on ones best manners.

"I wrote a letter explaining the facts to the department head"
this is, granted, one course of action.
in my family, back in the day, they had a somewhat different approach.

but i think perhaps i'm just a little old fashioned like that.

x said...

one last thing sis,

"So I am quite optomistic that a fair grade will be given"

and if it ain't, honey, just wait 6 months an go for that good old standby, "sugar in the gas tank"

in the event of being unable to access said gastank, (pesky locks), then find out where the dude lives, climb on his roof, feel back a few roof tiles, and throw in several nice big fresh fish.

you can jam them into the muffler with a broom handle too, but you gotta use smaller fish. mice will do in a pinch.

trying to find out where the smell is coming from it would drive anyone to madness.

revenge is a dish best served cold.

(oh, your mate jen really keeps that stick jammed nice and deep up her ass, don't she?)

geeksters said...

My friends are like I would hope everyone's friends are: sweet, considerate and very defensive when it appears that another of their friends is being attacked.

While I don't mind most of the comments you've posted about me -- and even find some of them funny --
I would appreciate if you could leave my friends out of this little war of words you've got going.

My prof lost his contract with the school and I think that's bad enough without rotten fish and mice too. But interesting ideas nonetheless.

x said...

ahh, justice from on high. praise the lord.

cunts. god gets em every time.

(well, nearly every time. the bible also says that god helps those who help themselves. so its always good to have backup in case they've got bigger fish to fry upstairs that day)

hallelujah.

yes my mates are like that too, although perhaps a little more extreme.

my (real, gorgeous looking, hard, northern england, romany) gypsy girl mate glassed a chick in the face (it was crystal, actually, but i digress) at a versace party once coz she told one of my clients i was a junkie, so they gave the job to her instead.
i kinda was, but it's just poor manners to discuss those kind of things with clients.

we thought we'd all get thrown out but they sort of quietly encouraged that kind of behaviour at versace in those days.

not satisfied she had made her point, she fronted at the chicks house at 3am and held a meat cleaver to her face and told her she had a week to get out of town.

funny, the chick moved away shorty after that.....

(oh, and, for the record, she started it)

Anonymous said...

Very nice site! 89 buick century voice over ip telephone service with cheap international Proper paintball guns levitra viagra price comparison Email lists freeservecouk Northstar ice machine buick top ten in customer satisfaction Generic version of oxycontin college need scholarships now Fioricet recall Motorola accessories for lexus es330 Toyota boshoku america new office in michigan Surveillance investigator zoloft parody Low phentermine price buick 1907 model d Benefits distance learning liberal arts degree Honda xr200r http://www.national-rv-engine-battery.info/houserbuick.html http://www.botox-alternatives.info/Clothes-mart-maternity-wal.html