#otterbiography

[ellieotterbean]

Me: *formatting a list of 48 links* There's gotta be an easier way to do this. Me: Oh right. *opens up Excel*

[ellieotterbean]

I woke up an hour ago and didn't remember that: a) it was Wednesday, not Thursday, b) that I had already gone to work today, c) that I had come home after work and crawled back into bed.

I though it was Thursday and I was almost 4 hours late to work and since my phone is out of commission at the moment, they have no way of contacting me so I jumped out of bed and ran into the living room and as I'm grabbing my boots I realize that my roommate's blanket is still on the couch from where one of our friends used it last night. I don't know why this tipped me off and not the fact that I was already dressed.

[ellieotterbean]

Apparently New Supervisor Lady was fawning all over Boss's desk, isn't comfortable opening at 5am, and "was really only looking for part-time work to make a little extra for holidays." I shit you not. The amount of fucks I give at this point is statistically negligible. Until I find other employment, I will continue to do my job, but I'm not doing anyone else's. Particularly not hers.

[ellieotterbean]

Roommate had to run off to the grocery store to pick up a friend's schedule when she called out sick.

He came back and brought me lunch.

Now I have tortellini salad AND baby dragons. Yesgood.

[ellieotterbean]

All I Want For Christmas is a KitchenAid Standing Mixer.

A Hamilton Beach Eclectic is also acceptable.

[ellieotterbean]

This just in:

We have chimney swifts. Glad that for once it's not my bedroom that's butted up against the chimney. :)

[ellieotterbean]

It sounds like my landlord's dog Duchess has been trying to sing karaoke downstairs for the last three and a half hours. I think I would be able to handle the noise a lot better if it was ACTUALLY her, and not my mostly-deaf landlord. edit: oh thank god it's finally stopped. that was the worst rendition of Hotel California I've ever heard.

[ellieotterbean]

I grew up in Maine, which is, or was at the time, (and I quote) "the whitest state in the country". So as you can probably understand, much as I love my home state, we as a culture don't have a particularly good grasp on what is (or isn't) racist.

Example- go to any ice cream shop and order jimmies on your ice cream. 

Seriously, as a kid, I did this. Right up into college, I did this. My mother taught me this. Everyone around me knew this- "sprinkles" were the rainbow ones, "jimmies" were the chocolate ones. It was not until I went to college and met people from south of New England that I was made aware of the fact that that might be kinda really racist and why.

So, that being said, and combined with the fact that I grew up as a Mormon (who, as a culture, are also REALLY BAD about dealing with race) feel free to call me out if I say or reblog something racist. I never close my askbox. Just kindly pop me a note and I'll be like, "K. Fixing. Now."