We had a bit of a mini-crisis this morning concerning the title to our broken-down 2000 Ford transport van, which involved me texting my boss while we searched through the file cabinet + server (result: nada). So I had to call the BMV & then the closest title office.
After everything was all cleared up, she was like “oh thanks for figuring everyrhing out this morning.”
Point of this post: IS IT WEIRD that I find it weird when she (or any supervisor I’ve had) goes out of her way to say special thanks for this stuff? It was only a little stressful and I’ve dealt with crazier since working here.
I don’t mind being thanked, but it she makes it sound like somethinf special. Duh, it’s my job???
i wish more people said that being single is normal
and you’re not going to meet and marry someone
and that’s fine
and if marriage happens, it happens. and it’s not the next big ticket to check off in life’s checklist
because not everyone meets someone they want to marry. and that’s normal
you’re not broken or unfulfilled if you are single
"Two years after the Aboriginal Tent Embassy was raised on the lawns of Parliament House, a storm destroyed the encampment.
The embassy, which started with four Aboriginal activists in 1972, had swelled to over 70 protestors at the time of the storm. Re-established in October 1974, the group has weathered more than four decades of political change, demanding the recognition of Aboriginal legal title and land rights, the preservation of sacred sites, and economic justice from successive governments. On May 26, coinciding with National Sorry Day – and 40 years after that vicious storm in Canberra – another lot of tents were pitched in Sydney’s inner west.
The Block sits wedged between Redfern Station and Eveleigh Street. It’s a sparse green oval resting on a grey concrete slope. On first glance it’s as unassuming and ordinary as its namesake would suggest. But the tents have only catalysed the political discontent and community activism that has boiled below the suburb’s surface for years.”
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[Images were taken by the article writer/s with the consent of tent owners.]
The thing about Mary Magdalene and Jesus being married, o anonymous fan club, is not that it matters one way or another if Jesus were married or ever had sex. It’s never mentioned if he was married or not and that suggests he probably was married because at the time it would…
Happy Birthday, James A. Baldwin, born 2 August 1924, died 1 December 1987
- You write in order to change the world … if you alter, even by a millimetre, the way people look at reality, then you can change it.
- Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.
- You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read.
- Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced.
- The most dangerous creation of any society is the man who has nothing to lose.
- It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.
- People pay for what they do, and still more for what they have allowed themselves to become. And they pay for it very simply; by the lives they lead.
- I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.
- I can’t believe what you say, because I see what you do.
- Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time.
Baldwin was an American novelist, essayist, playwright, poet, and social critic. He is well known for his essays, collected in Notes of a Native Son, and his first novel, Go Tell It on the Mountain.
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i love the term “partners”
are we dating?
are we robbing a bank?
do we run a legal firm?
are we the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies and are members of an elite squad known as the special victims unit?
hey tumblr I am baaackk
Here’s what I’ve been up to during the last month:
—> work, obvs, which has been cray busy bc I planned/executed a small fundraiser, started working on grants, made my first trip to the Foodbank, & y’know the regular boring stuff
—> bought my first proper car! Like from a dealership and everything, with a small car loan from the credit union!!!!!
—> started student loan payments. Shoot me in the face, please.
—> re-watched all 3 seasons of Roswell of Netflix
—> in typical spur-of-the-last-moment Sara fashion, I applied for a director position at a local historic site & got called for an interview on the 14th
—> enjoyed a whole sister-free month of freedom only to have her move back in last week after her roommate turned out to be a flaky thief and they got evicted
—> got eaten to death by bugs the other night…like forreal, in the past 3 days, I have acquired at least 20 different bites and it is HELL
&& I think that basically sums up all the highlights…????