Happy Thursday, LilyOnTheLam.Com Readers!
There is a guy who does videos on Buzzfeed and each week he posts on his Facebook page: "Man. This fucking week. Am I right?"
And sadly it's not repetitive to me even week after week after week, I just want to say back "YES. YOU ARE RIGHT."
This new job of mine has been chewing on me like a rabid dog, but in the past couple weeks I have started to get into the rhythm. There's this tiny voice in my head that keeps saying "You're a scrapper! You're a scrapper!" The voice is getting slowly louder and more convincing.
There are two tech guys who are doing a particularly misogynistic job of trying to undermine me. They keep saying "Oh Lily just doesn't understand ...." and pretend I am not even on a call or in the room whenever I disagree with something they are saying. As if it is more plausible that I am an idiot versus them being wrong. And I want to say "Your development work is three months behind schedule, WHAT DON'T I UNDERSTAND?"
But I don't say those words because frankly in matters of technology development, I need more friends than enemies. In this particular matter, I'd rather swallow my pride several times than burn a bridge I will need to have in my back pocket to be successful. So I tell myself "Suck it up, Little Camper!"
This guy I barely know - let's call him "Mr. Fuel Additive Salesman Wannabe" read my blog where I mentioned a guy who was in sales and was a big liar. He automatically assumed I was talking about him ... which I can absolutely understand why.
I guess I need to be more specific about which particular lying male I am referring to in my blog ... that or stop associating with so many men who LIE! Ahhh, what a Sophie's choice that one is! LOL!
"Man. These fucking men. Am I right?" should be my weekly Facebook post!
Side Note: Why do guys I am no longer interested in dating continue to read my blog? Probably for the same reason people I don't want to be friends with read my blog? Click on some ads while you're here, ex-boyfriends, people I don't want as boyfriends, ex-friends and people I don't want as friends - I could use the ad revenue dollars!
My horoscope for August said that I wouldn't have to chase anyone this month, that romantically men would be pursuing me. Which has been shockingly true, but what the horoscope neglected to say is that I wouldn't be interested in 90% of those who are chasing me. Sigh!
I have 10,001 pictures from my latest adventures and zero drive to post them and write about anything! But perhaps eventually when life slows down, I will actually take a moment -- I have a post called "Three Nights of Udon in the Twin Cities" that is just begging to be written. BEGGING!
But until then, I will wish a belated Happy Birthday to my favorite "dirt farmer." The Matt Nathanson song "Birthday Girl" makes me think of lovely Mr. Indiana in many ways ...
Happy Thursday, LilyOnTheLam.com readers! I am happy the weekend is almost here ... are you?
There is a guy who does videos on Buzzfeed and each week he posts on his Facebook page: "Man. This fucking week. Am I right?"
And sadly it's not repetitive to me even week after week after week, I just want to say back "YES. YOU ARE RIGHT."
This new job of mine has been chewing on me like a rabid dog, but in the past couple weeks I have started to get into the rhythm. There's this tiny voice in my head that keeps saying "You're a scrapper! You're a scrapper!" The voice is getting slowly louder and more convincing.
There are two tech guys who are doing a particularly misogynistic job of trying to undermine me. They keep saying "Oh Lily just doesn't understand ...." and pretend I am not even on a call or in the room whenever I disagree with something they are saying. As if it is more plausible that I am an idiot versus them being wrong. And I want to say "Your development work is three months behind schedule, WHAT DON'T I UNDERSTAND?"
But I don't say those words because frankly in matters of technology development, I need more friends than enemies. In this particular matter, I'd rather swallow my pride several times than burn a bridge I will need to have in my back pocket to be successful. So I tell myself "Suck it up, Little Camper!"
This guy I barely know - let's call him "Mr. Fuel Additive Salesman Wannabe" read my blog where I mentioned a guy who was in sales and was a big liar. He automatically assumed I was talking about him ... which I can absolutely understand why.
I guess I need to be more specific about which particular lying male I am referring to in my blog ... that or stop associating with so many men who LIE! Ahhh, what a Sophie's choice that one is! LOL!
"Man. These fucking men. Am I right?" should be my weekly Facebook post!
Side Note: Why do guys I am no longer interested in dating continue to read my blog? Probably for the same reason people I don't want to be friends with read my blog? Click on some ads while you're here, ex-boyfriends, people I don't want as boyfriends, ex-friends and people I don't want as friends - I could use the ad revenue dollars!
My horoscope for August said that I wouldn't have to chase anyone this month, that romantically men would be pursuing me. Which has been shockingly true, but what the horoscope neglected to say is that I wouldn't be interested in 90% of those who are chasing me. Sigh!
I have 10,001 pictures from my latest adventures and zero drive to post them and write about anything! But perhaps eventually when life slows down, I will actually take a moment -- I have a post called "Three Nights of Udon in the Twin Cities" that is just begging to be written. BEGGING!
But until then, I will wish a belated Happy Birthday to my favorite "dirt farmer." The Matt Nathanson song "Birthday Girl" makes me think of lovely Mr. Indiana in many ways ...
Happy Thursday, LilyOnTheLam.com readers! I am happy the weekend is almost here ... are you?
