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On The Crazy Bag People Inside of Us
I bring my totes to the grocery store but every now and then I do stock up on plastic bags because I use them to hold my cat litter when I am scooping the boxes. The litter boxes are far away from the garbage can, and just dumping the loose litter into the garbage is icky (and makes it smell bad), so while I am dumping my plastic bags i am at least re-using them first. As you can tell I still feel guilty about this, but I don't know of any other ways to dispose of cat litter in my current living situation.
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On Recruiting Via LinkedIn
@echolikebells I have one and I've fiddled with it to improve it a bit. I'm not currently looking for a job but I am sure I will be at some point in the next 3-5 years so I want to be prepared!
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On Recruiting Via LinkedIn
Any advice on what makes a good LinkedIn profile? Besides the general good resume rules, do things like testimonies etc. actually work?
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On I Hired an Esteemed Cat Photographer to Take Photos of My Cat
Can't. Stop. Laughing. This is the best. Everything about this is the best. Long live Mr. Biscuit.
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On Pro: There's a Place to Hang Clothes. Con: Everything Else
@cryptolect I'm not saying that crazy psycho roommates don't exist in places that aren't NYC (I lived with one in college in the dorms, that was fun, sharing a room with a crazy psycho!), I'm just saying that my sister has lived with so so so many crazy people in Manhattan, it just boggles my mind. Wish she weren't so hell bent on staying in Manhattan, as DickensianCat says.
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On Pro: There's a Place to Hang Clothes. Con: Everything Else
My sister found a beautiful apartment in midtown that came with a CRAZY PSYCHO ROOMMATE (seriously, I cannot even begin to explain and they've gone into legal proceedings), so really, you can't win in Manhattan (or NYC apparently, I know many people who have fled to Hoboken and Jersey City). You can't win you can't win (unless you are Mike Dang I guess who lives alone and not in a closet).
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On My Parents Gave Me Money, But They Also Gave Me Tools
Thanks for posting this. My parental situation and upbringing sounds very similar to yours. They still help--not regularly, but my mom likes to take my shopping, and they gave me a sizable chunk of money to pay off a credit card bill I had accumulated during a period of funemployment. I had a hard time accepting the credit card help, but I did, because I know they can afford it and because it enabled me to take the money I would have used for repaying the credit card to start a liquid emergency savings account. Your parents, and my parents, definitely gave us a big gift.
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On My New Kitten Ate My Bank Account
Spousal Elect and I have two all black male cats and we got them both as kittens, but about a year apart. Our first one was likely more expensive because we had to get food (expensive organic food duh and that is still all they eat and their fur is so shiny and they are healthy and not fat knock on wood) and a litter box and a cat bed and all the toys and also a baby gate that we used once because after night one he slept in our bed forever and ever. That's the first baby kitten in my little thumbnail, he's all black and sweet sweet sweet and is about two and a half years old. The second baby kitty was even cheaper than the first (the local SPCA was having a kitty sale, $20 for a kitten, and we knew we wanted a second one so we jumped on it) but he did require a second litter box and a second bed. He's also all black, about a year and a half, and is SO TALKY. Both cats were already neutered when we got them and had most of their early shots, they just needed a check-up and a few other boosters. That's the nice part about shelter kitties, besides that whole SAVING YOUR FURRY CHILD FROM BEING AN ORPHAN, they come with a lot of the costs already covered. First cat's name is Dexter and second cat's name is Minion. I love my cats so much. Spousal Elect and I are crazy cat people. I don't know what we talked about before we got cats. Cats forever. Oh also pet taxes are a thing they don't tell you about. I pay $13.00 a year for each fuzzy kitty.
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On My New Kitten Ate My Bank Account
@Meghan Nesmith@twitter BABY!!!
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On Zach and the Homeless Woman
Zach Galifianakis' uncle is an attorney in the same building that houses the company at which my spousal elect used to be employed. I went to a party hosted by that company, and they'd invited all the tenants in the building. Uncle Galifianakis (his name is Nick I believe) is an older gentleman who was also a congressman at one point and he was 100% charming and I talked with him for a long time. He told me all about Zach and how down to earth he is, and also bragged about some of his other children (evidently the Galifianakis family is a super family that has produced congressman, presidents of the red cross, and actors, just one of those things). So, from what Uncle Galifianakis told me about Zach, this is not surprising. Nice people.