TalkLeft: Abstinence vs. Education
Creek Running North: White Rock Canyon
Whirled View: Peak Oil
Culture Kitchen: Sharp As Steel with Discontent
Alas, A Blog: Involuntary Joint Custody Is a Bad Idea
The American Street: Great Question
Outpost Nine: My Kids Are Perverted
11D: The Punishment Fits The Crime
Waveflux: The Legislator of the Year
Absolute Must-Read: “Payment” at Nyarlathotep’s Miscellany
And required weekend diversions: Mister Husband at Ground Control provides much fun for his wife at work, and at least thirty minutes of open-mouthed stares at the screen for me.
And the requisite diversionary quiz:
You are ‘Gregg shorthand’. Originally designed to
enable people to write faster, it is also very
useful for writing things which one does not
want other people to read, inasmuch as almost
no one knows shorthand any more.
You know how important it is to do things
efficiently and on time. You also value your
privacy, and (unlike some people) you do not
pretend to be friends with just everyone; that
would be ridiculous. When you do make friends,
you take them seriously, and faithfully keep
what they confide in you to yourself.
Unfortunately, the work which you do (which is
very important, of course) sometimes keeps you
away from social activities, and you are often
lonely. Your problem is that Gregg shorthand
has been obsolete for a long time.
My guiltiest pleasure this evening entailed surfing through Livejournal and Photobucket accounts of people I know from around town and don’t particularly like. Despite my veritable attempts at being a nice person, these people inspire all sorts of mean commentary to fly out of my mouth unchecked in their presence.
But after a good hour of indulging myself, I realized I wasn’t following my own internet rules and felt dirty. Bad Lauren.