@Meow I don't think it's elitist to be bummed about taking a job to pay the bills that isn't what you really want to do. It sounds like she was depressed and was dressing sloppy but that the earnings made her feel a little better about herself. I know when I worked retail in between working jobs more in line with my goals, it made me fucking depressed, but of course, there are people who thrive in retail and restaurants. That was not her situation.
@LiterarySara YES the movie that gave me my forever-boner for Rufus Sewell (or Googly Eyes as a friend with NO TASTE OBVIOUSLY calls him)
@LiterarySara Whelp, I'm clearing my weekend calender now.
@LiterarySara I love Rufus Sewell SO MUCH in that version, but I never understood why Andrew Davies and co didn't stage the final scene with the rain in the library the way Eliot wrote it! What a tease.
@LiterarySara Well, that and also the rest of the Masterpiece Theater series, which lingers on Rufus Sewell's slightly open mouth throughout and also on his flapping wine-colored coat as he strides into Dorothea's garden full of feels.
By ru_ri on Friday Open Thread
@siniichulok Oh man I am totally going to make this. Your friend's blog is great--makes me want to visit Central Asia. I have never been there and I want to gooooooo!
By farowl on Friday Open Thread
Ick I feel so terribly cliche asking this, but: Has anyone else dealt with terribly messy significant others? I've been living with mine for 2 years now, and it's not negatively affecting our relationship too much, but he is an absolute MESS. I'm the messiest member of a very neat family, which means I'm a bit scattered but fine by most people's standards: I might not clean up immediately following dinner, but I don't go to bed with dishes in the sink, that kinda thing. And he comes from a family where he never in his entire life was asked to/taught to make a bed.
I'm fine cleaning up after myself, but I'm terrible at cleaning up after other people. Plus, his perpetually messiness makes me a much messier person. And I'm okay with this level of messiness right now (okay being the operative word -- I'm hardly delighted) but at some point I feel I/we're gonna have to become slightly more legitimate adult people.
A gentleman of my acquaintance has the surname of Mandick. This was bad enough, but much worse for his sister, who got called Womanpussy enough times in high school that she changed her name promptly after getting married.
Thanks 223. Maybe I can wear the hat while working online. It sounds too good to be true!