This just in: this site is totally the #1 search result on Google for “extinct dog breads”
Victory is so sweet.
jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.
Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.
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This just in: this site is totally the #1 search result on Google for “extinct dog breads”
Victory is so sweet.
Holly’s incredibly sick, and i’m starting to lean in that direction myself.
Lisa’s last day at work was yesterday. i will never see her face again for the rest of my life, and this gives me a very bittersweet feeling. Bitter, because, y’know, and sweet, because, y’know: it’ll just be so much nicer and fresher to be in a space that doesn’t contain her foul airs. So long! And that’s that. I feel like the book is finally closed, the Bookmark That Wouldn’t Go Away having finally gone away.
Been researching beat machines. I think i might like MadTracker, but what’s i’d really like is something physical, with buttons and knobs. I really need something versatile. It’s hard to believe, after all these years, that my old TR-707 still has the balls to rock, has independent outputs for 8 instruments, MIDI, and can do odd time signatures, while nothing else i’ve been playing with in the virtual domain can do any of those things. Unfortunately, i’m limited to the otherwise strong samples that came with it, and only 3 levels of dynamics. I need space for a drum kit, but i just don’t have that luxury.
I still hate work. I just noticed on my stats that i’ve been outperforming everyone else this week. By a long shot. Including the blowhards who think they’re “Bob”‘s gift of SLACK. And unlike many of them, i’m not getting replies from customers that start off with “Did you even read my email?”
almost got into it bad with the boss lady yesterday. Here’s a kinda-how-it-went fictionalized excerpt:
“Jeremy, your Aux* time is a little high; why’s that?”
“I dunno. Too many calls last week?”
“Yeah… but…?”
“I dunno, it’s always really bad.”
“What can we do to impr–“
“It’s not gonna happen.”
“Um. ?.”
“It’s been 8 months, 50 hours a week now, and i’m not getting any better, no kidding! It’s too much and i can’t do it anymore!”
“I don’t like your–“
“I’m trying, and i’m overworked and burning out, and it’s been 8 months, 50 hours a week, and i just can’t do it anymore! It’s just not working, and that’s just how it is. I can try all i want, but it’s not getting any better, and it never will, so that’s just that!”
And on and on. I was animated; truth be told, i was shaking with rage and nearly hyperventilating. The adrenaline kicked in and i was this close || to just saying to hell with it and standing up and walking out.
She was surprisingly cool about it, too, i must admit. I worked the rest of my shift anyway.
*AUX time: putting ourselves on hold between calls. We get ~15min/day. I’ve been just under the “Meets Expectations” line for a while now.
I’ve been working 50 hour weeks for ~8 months now, with about 3 weeks break (40-44 hours).
When anyone complains, the standard mantra of “business needs” is repeatedly chanted at us until we go away. Our HR department has completely forgotten what the ‘H’ stands for. When you see them about anything, they act as if their own mantra is “when you take advantage of your benefits, you take advantage of your company”.
I also recently found out that my yearly $200 donation to the United Way for various charities was not spread out to help AIDS or breast cancer charities, but was all given to Hospice instead. A worthy charity, but i wanted to spread it out a little bit. They don’t care.
It’s completely burning me out. I’m exhausted all the time, and on my days off, i never get anything done anymore. My off hours are spent vegetatively reading the news online.
I’ve been getting fat again, and my mood has been crappy, so i’ve decided to start taking SAM-e again (mood), and Stacker3 XPLC (metabolism).
Good news: Lisa is moving away in like a few days.
130 years ago, a genocidal maniac was finally put down. Long may Gen. George Armstrong Custer rest.
NDNs pwnd U sucka!!1!!
If this video of what would happen if a giant meteor were to crash into the Earth doesn’t give you lifelong, recurring, and probably increasingly violent nightmares… nothing ever could. My god, did you see the ___ed up _____ ___ at the end? Chilling and creepy.
Our dog bit me today. But good. Father’s day my ass. He was defending his right to eat toilet paper.
After the scolding, he looked like he was going to cry.
So now my hand is all bandaged up. It wasn’t stitch-worthy, but it wasn’t very far from it.
Bad dog.

My dpg bit my hAnd copmletely off.
Fpr teh right to eat toiletpaper.
Good thinb i fret w. left, but now wtf an i gong to strum w/?
Badbad snarldog.
He looked sso distraugt adn scared abd submissive afterwarf. Poot thinb looked likw he wad cryinb.
Stupid baddog.\
Blood is funnt. Tastytasty bloodd.
My stunp hurts. I feel liek layng doen. Swirly fairy colors, npw.
Sttangely peaxefu;. Tierd.
Goos nihgt>

Henry Rollins: A Love Letter To Ann Coulter
“But mostly, Ann, you will shut the fuck up.”
Priceless!
Here’s where dreams go to die: auto repairs. Instead of getting a $400 Casio digital piano, or a $600 Roland synthesizer, i got a $300 passenger window re-seating, a light bulb for the assplate, and an oil change. Basically.
All needed, but damn, i thought it’d be $50-150 and i’d have the rest to spend on gear, and then the next paycheck (whatever not spent on utilities and rent) was hopefully going to get me some car insurance of my own so i can take my Dart back.
$300. And it’s not done yet, so that figure can change, natch.
Also: i rue the day i was born, it’s so hot out. Can anybody gi’ me a liff up innis muhuggah? Bigger to Alex Bell. It’s an hour to walk! I ain’t had no sleep yet neitha!
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Stephen Hawking in the news: “It is important for the human race to spread out into space for the survival of the species… Life on Earth is at the ever-increasing risk of being wiped out by a disaster, such as sudden global warming, nuclear war, a genetically engineered virus or other dangers we have not yet thought of.” – He’s also working on a children’s book a la Harry Potter, sans magic. Dude!
Footage of meteoroid hitting the moon.
Court orders Bob Taft (Governor- OH) to disclose potentially scandalous records. Corrupt Bob must give up. What a loser.
Aussie lyrebird is like a freaking dictaphone of nature! I’ve heard wild stories about this bird, but hear it imitate – perfectly! – a buzzing chainsaw, and two different camera shutters!
After the Rodney King riots in South Central, the city gave residents a plot of land in good faith. How nice! They’ve since turned it into the largest urban farm in America! Unfortunately, it is at this very moment under corporate and police attack. It seems the land was dubiously sold out from under The People to developers. Shame, shame, shame! This is outrageous, and reeks of the kind of “indian-giving” that white people are most famous for.
Don’t even try to cancel AOL. They’ll just give you the runaround and, erm, ask for your father. WTF.
Sexy ro-bots having sexy sex.
An even weirder video: “dancing” Japanese girls teaching defensive English. I guess. Don’t make fun of them.
EFF‘s The Corruptibles!
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EQ tips – excerpt from “The Mixing Engineer’s Handbook” by engineer Bobby Owsinski
Here is our future. This is what we have to look forward to. Not exploration of space. Not eradication of communicable disease. Nuclear war. This is eventually going to happen. It is inevitable. The ball has been set into motion and has been picking up speed since 1945, since 1963, since 1980… Every living thing on this planet is going to die horrifying deaths – and there is absolutely no hope whatsoever, unless we as a world utterly and completely abandon the very idea of nuclear arms and stop bickering amongst ourselves over whose infallible, one-true-god can beat up whose. How likely do you think that is?
OMG i’m totally friends on MySpace with my friends Travis’ and Krista’s lil’ ten(?) year old son! That’s kooky. i haven’t seen him or her or their kid in forever. G’s a totally cool kid. Last time i saw him he was wearing a towel-cape and killing invisible dinosaurs as Batman. Fucking awesome!
Really weirded me out when he friended me, but his momma say iss alright so that’s cool. I gotta try to be somewhat of a non-asshole on MySpace though. So i’ll just save my freaking out and ranting for this place.
So weird, man. I’ve been pally-wals with several cool little kids (all friendspawn, don’t get any sick ideas you freaks), but good gawd they’re making e-mails now – that’s just crazy.
So tell me… should i buy this? My Juno has a bad chip in it, and i need 88 piano keys for a couple things anyway.
…or should i drop a couple extra on this one?
Here’s an idea: DIY impeachment!
If you don’t think there’s enough evidence to mandate an impeachment of George W. Bush, you might not have been aware of the facts. That’s okay. We don’t actually blame you.
You don’t want to miss Jon Stewart skewering conservative Bill Bennett over gay marriage. Way to go, Jon!
Stewart: So why not encourage gay people to join in in that family arrangement if that is what provides stability to a society?
Bennett: Well I think if gay people are already members of families—
Stewart: What?!
Bennett: They’re sons and they’re daughters—
Stewart: So that’s where the buck stops. That’s the gay ceiling.
Bennett: Look, it’s a debate about whether you think marriage is between a man and a woman.
Stewart: I disagree. I think it’s a debate about whether you think gay people are part of the human condition or just a random fetish.