Product Placement in my Dreams....

So I had a really weird dream the other morning. Basically, Bil was leaving me for some other woman, which you know, is weird. And so I chased him to a parking lot. A parking lot attached to a very large, evil multinational fast food giant. So there were the fucking golden arches mocking me as I tried to smack some sense into my stupid bastard of a cheating husband. And then I went back home and grabbed my cats (who had multiplied from 2 to 10), collected all of them, got onto a bus furnished like a crazy granny's attic, and went to work.... where I got a call from a doctor who said I had cancer and was going to die. So, I left work, called a friend and went to Konak at 10 in the am and got drunk. So basically, a crappy dream made crappier by the fact that I got dumped essentially in the parking lot at that damned fast food joint (who I won't name here because they've gotten enough free advertising in my skull while I'm trying to enjoy a sick and twisted dream). What the hell does that all mean? So, I'm boycotting that evil fastfood giant.

Also, a note to those who would mock my sick and twisted love of a certain AlabaMAN silver-haired singer: at least I'm not subjecting you to my nostalgic appreciation of say, Rick Astley, or worse, Chris DeBurgh. Be good, Hollywood.


This boy's pretty cute.....

That is all.

For Fuck's Sake! or How I learned to stop being anal retentive about bad grammar. But not really.

So here's the thing: I don't care what degrees that you have, if you have been in school for a minimum of 20 years, you should know that there is no comma in the following sentence: "She is an excellent presenter, who is engaging and warm and really connects well with students." This is an unneccesary comma. Gah! And how about this gem: "Writing a letter of recommendation from an excellent teacher like Dr. X; who is highly regarded and respected is one of the few things in life that makes you realize how certain teachers have a lasting impact on your career development." Obviously, this one's English teacher was not one of those that made an impact.
Perhaps I'm anal retentive to a fault, but what happened to respect for language? I'm sure it's not just English that is being beaten in a dank warehouse and left to die there. Are we so entrenched in a text-message/e-mail/chat-room anything goes society that we have forgotten the basic tenets of our language? Yes, English is a fucking difficult language, but it's not like basic grammar rules are the difficult aspects of the language.
Ok. I should get back to work. Really. (That's a fragment, you know, and so is this.)

That, peevish readers, is all.