drollgirl: March 2011

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Happy THORSday!

GULP. HOTNESS!!!! I know this movie might be dopey, but I don't care. Senor Thor is HOT HOT HOT.

delicious

scrumptious

I wonder if THORAZINE would stop him?

I can't think of anything that would stop me from seeing this movie. YUM.

Thor

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Last week the boss gave me a scolding. SIGH. I guess I pretty much deserved it, but that really didn't make the process any more fun. SIGH. Knowing that anything I said could and would be held against me, I didn't say much as I got my little reprimand. Needless to say, it looks like I ~~should~~ HAVE TO modify my work behavior somewhat. SIGH.

The boss said I was moody. ?! Agreed. Isn't everybody? But I think his point was that I need to PRETEND to be more cheery. SIGH. I guess I can try. I should have asked the boss if he thought ACTING LESSONS or CHEERLEADING CAMP might improve my work performance. Grumble grumble.

The boss said I need to be MORE FRIENDLY AND ENGAGING WITH CLIENTS. Um, HUGE FUCKING GROAN. Our clients are exhausting. EXHAUSTING. Apparently it isn't enough to smile and be polite and efficient -- I have to put more energy into it. SIGH. Is anybody else picturing JAZZ HANDS right about now?! GROAN. But our clients' purchases pay my salary, so I guess I can try harder in this department.

This whole little talk took place because a couple of TOOLS from another gallery stopped by for a visit right before closing time. They are high maintenance. High energy. Very fucking chatty. Pretty much exhausting. And when 5:30 rolled around and I slipped out the door unnoticed (briefly) to hurry off to my gnarly commute home, they could not BELIEVE that I didn't say goodnight before I left. They allegedly complained and complained to the boss and could not understand why I left without saying goodbye. FERTHELOVEOFGAWD. So from now on I have to greet everyone and their grandma with huge enthusiasm (HURL), and make sure to say goodnight to anyone and everyone before I leave. What's next - cartwheels? Cappuccinos? Complimentary blowjobs?! Kidding. Kind of.

The MAIN reason I don't announce my departure every time I leave is that when I DO, I invariably get asked to do ONE LAST THING before I leave. My commute takes over an hour and the last thing I want to do is delay getting home.

But I guess having a job and getting paid requires some compromise on my part, so I will have to try a a LITTLE HARDER to cut the mustard. SIGH SIGH SIGH. Or win the lottery!

Guessing some of you have been scolded before? Bet you enjoyed it about as much as I did. :[

Monday, March 28, 2011

Stupid Ads

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Stupid ad, courtesy of French Connection

(as seen in the April 2011 issue of Harper's Bazaar Magazine)

Friday, March 25, 2011

Really?

Simon Wiesenthal Center Honors Tom Cruise for 2011 Humanitarian Award

Just received this invitation from the Simon Wiesenthal Center. They are honoring Tom Cruise with the 2011 Humanitarian Award.

Is he really THE BEST CANDIDATE AVAILABLE?!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Inked!

About a month ago I adopted a 7-year old rescue kitty named Inky. It has been a little t-r-i-c-k-y getting him to feel comfortable in his new home, but things have slowly and steadily gotten better and better. He is a nutter, but that is pretty much a POT CALLING THE KETTLE kind of statement as I am a nutter too!

Inky was petrified and hiding constantly when I first got him, and he would run from me any time he saw me. Sometimes he still runs away, but sometimes he cozies up to me (particularly around meal time!) for lots of petting, cuddling, head butting and belly rubbing. My favorite times are when he is purring out affection, and I just have to leave him alone when he is in a stand-off-ish mood. THANKFULLY the LOVE ME LOVE ME moments are happening more and more often. Whee! :)

Note: Sometimes Inky SCARES ME. He is big and strong and willful, and he could do some damage if he wanted to. But I guess you could say that about a lot of things. He really is a sweetie, but every now and again he verges into SCARY LARRY TERRITORY, and that can be a bit intimidating.

Side Note: In many ways me and my feline friend are A LOT ALIKE. Make of that what you will.

On a sad note, I had to put my problem child Leo down.

Leo had so many health issues over the last year or two, and it just had to be done. Fucking bawlfest. This happened weeks ago, but I couldn't bring myself to blog about it. Sometimes words of sympathy [not to mention pictures like this one - WAH!!!] just bring on too many tears. Wah. All good things must end, which pretty much SUCKS ASS. Leo was a great friend, and hopefully he and Peanut (and Bear, Jag, Tigger, Bone, Ghost and Gunslinger -- yeesh I have had a lot of pets since I was a kid) and all other fabulous perished pets in the world are frolicking off in the land of sunshine and fun.

Anywhoo, cheers to the pets that bring so much JOY to so many! :)