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March 14, 2006
magically delicious
Shimm shimma umm interviews ahem sumpthin sumpthin Ireland *cough* computers shamrocks Dublin. That's all I'm saying.
Since I've already succeeded in succumbing to my primary blogging pet peeve, I figure why not check off number two by writing about something that I can't really write about? OK! That's off the list, what's next pictures of my cat and bible quotes? Actually, those aren't pet peeves they are just, um, dumb. Maybe not if the cats are cute.
Speaking of dumb things, how badly does this suck? I mean, thanks for the coupons and the fricking god quotes, but I HAVE WORK TO DO and a CHILD TO RAISE. I was hoping that they would have trusted the Lord to keep the domain name sacred and thus didn't have dibs on the URL for long but no. Somebody put down the god juice long enough to register it for the next decade. Anyway, I am hopeful that very soon, somebody somewhere will come up for a term other than "working mom" or "mom who works outside of the home" or "forsaker of all that is sacred in pursuit of the mighty dollar". Actually, maybe that domain name is available. But listen people; "working mom" is for the fricking oysters. Meaning that that term sucks bilge water through little hairs on its lips.
Wow, I am all fired up tonight! Perhaps it was the gardenia body butter I rubbed on my hands just before starting this entry. Nothing says atheistic ex-pat feminist revolution like floral hand cream.
So my friend, ah, Martha, is being recruited by an overseas company and while this is exciting and great and everything, especially because the place where she lives now is like Stepford without the cute outfits, the concept of uprooting her family YET AGAIN to schlep them over into an actual foreign culture while starting a new job that invariably is going to stomp a mud hole in her ass with its "internationalabilty" is kind of making her freak right on out.
If anyone lives in Dublin or has lived in Dublin or has thoughts about Dublin or listens to U2 who I think are from Dublin, please drop a line. At this point, advice from virtual strangers is as good as anything else. Literally.
Posted by Max at March 14, 2006 11:15 PM