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I’m so tired of junk mail. I wouldn’t care so much if the whole identity fraud thing hadn’t reared its ugly head in this generation. Why is it some people’s nature to try to get something for nothing, or to find fortune at someone else’s expense Today I received a platinum equity card with the promise of bazillions of dollars. The card enclosed looks like a credit card. It’s plastic, has my name and a number stamped on it, and an 800 number to call for activation. I cut it up, but this looks dangerous to me, should it fall into the wrong hands. How easy would it be It’s sickening. I get these almost every day.

[Rambling, possibly or probably selfish and very lengthy whine deleted, but off the chest now, after an hour of writing. Phew.] Suffice it to say that I just think people need to understand there are consequences for choices made in life, and they should be responsible for those consequences, whether they’re seven or seventy. [The selfish part: it shouldn’t be my burden, to shoulder the damage control. Like that guy on Survivor said, Sometimes you just have to man up. I man up (when needed).]

I’m going to scream! I have a pet peeve. (One of many.) That text message shorthand crap annoys the hell out of me. I’m guilty of some, like the smiley faces. I can live with those. But the LOLs are driving me nuts. Like fingernails on a chalkboard. Those and the URs. Those are the worst. And anything that uses a numeral for phonetic equivalence. GR8. H8. B4. U2. (Okay, as a band, Yeah Baby! In lieu of ‘you too’, no thanks.)

LOL is the absolute worst. Laugh out loud or lots of laughs or something like that. The first thing I notice is that almost everywhere I’ve seen it used, the preceding expression wasn’t funny enough to warrant a chuckle, let alone a laugh. NOT FUNNY.

OK is okay. It’s been around a long time. SOS is OK too, but I wouldn’t use it unless stranded on a desert island, and that’s not likely to happen any time soon. SOL. Now that one is fine. As with CYA, they come up frequently, especially at work. I’m actually tempted to use BTW and WRT, although I always reconsider and type the full phrases out, just in case the recipient isn’t prepared to translate.

Phonetic equivalence in other use is often annoying to me as well. Karpet King. Kwik Kleen. What is UP with that Not clever. Not clever at all.

Okay, the root of the problem is that I’m sleep deprived, as usual, and today have junk in my throat that’s making me cough. It won’t come up, it won’t go down. I hate that. My throat is raw and my bottle of Robitussin has an expiration date of 12/03 stamped on the label. I took a double dose, but I don’t think it did anything.

Today’s theme – What you’re wearing

I was going to cheat and wear something reasonably nice today, but I was actually called in to the office, so I donned something other than the stay-home-sloppy clothes that I usually end up in. I planned on a nice combo with a silk blouse and a skirt — even costume jewelery. But I decided that I’d get too many questions at work about who I’m interviewing with and when I’m planning to leave. Fridays are casual at the office. So I went with the old standby that I usually wear when I go to the office, as every office day is casual for me. Things have slid in the last several years, and we can get away with much with regard to wardrobe. Shall we begin
My wardrobe consists of black basics and a colorful coverup of some sort. Here we have the turquoise microsuede jacket. I love microsuede because it has a nice suede-like texture, comes in vibrant colors and can be thrown in the wash with no special handling or ironing. Hooray, no ironing!

I wear black boots almost every day. My last pair were Redbacks from Australia. Not the best looking, but very comfortable and very durable. I wore them every day for three years, and now the sole is compromised. I just got these, and they’re a bit clunky. I clod along in them. They’re alright. Not optimal, but they’ll do.

This is the fall lineup. On the left are several black turtlenecks. On the right are microsuede shirts in a variety of colors. Most are plain shirt style and I wear them like jackets. They cover my many lumps nicely. Only a couple are more fitted, like the turquoise one featured today. I was feeling bold.

This is more realistic to my present lifestyle, working from my home office. I was wearing this until I got the call that my attendance was needed in person.

And of course the comfy fuzzy fucschia socks. They’re sort of like a chenille. Very soft. Very comfy. But they attract fuzzballs.

This is what I wish I were wearing. I kiped this from my sister’s giveaway stash. I am two of her, so this is a fantasy skirt. Pleats! I envision myself wearing a form fitting black turtleneck with this skirt, along with black tights and some funky black ankle boots or shoes.

I have these shoes, and they would work. They used to fit, before I got pregnant. They might fit again, in the unlikely event that I can fit the rest of me into that skirt.