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Find my LJ Mojo!

That cool quotient is a little too high for me to be comfortable.  I think I may have confused it by joining a bunch of groups and not having them appear on my f-list, so it looks as though they've got me friended but I didn't friend them back.

In more important news, I want breakfast. 

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Just got back from the dentist's - had a small filling - and half my face is numb.  Our dentist (Eor goes to him, too) is so funny - he asked me what I was reading and I told him, "Philip Pullman, His Dark Materials series.  'The Golden Compass' -"

"And 'The Subtle Knife'!  I loved those ones!"

As I was leaving he asked me to wait a few more minutes so he could look up the name of an author he wanted to recommend to me - Robin Hobb, and he also had to write down George R. R. Martin. :)

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I happened to meet up with our downstairs neighbor at the mailboxes this afternoon and got talking and started telling her about some of the ways in which we're treated like dogs at work - part timers especially, as some of them have been conned into working 39-hour weeks and not getting the benefits of a 40-hour worker, and forced to do seven hour shifts with only a fifteen minute break.  ("But they have to give them a break to eat!" she exclaimed.  Nope.  Seven hours of work, one fifteen minute break.) 

And then I walked out into the warm afternoon and the rapidly melting snow and thought to myself, "Midget strippers."  'Cause, y'know, they might treat us like dirt at work, but there are midget strippers out at our local redneck ballet tonight, and we intend to go see them. ;)  yaaaaaay!  *waves arms in the air like Kermit*  (*glances sideways at current music*)

I been robbed!

They weren't midgets, they were dwarves.  Now, I love Legolas/Gimli slash as much as the next girl, but when I'm hoping to see midgets dance and they turn out to be dwarves, I've got to be honest, that's a little disappointing.    Also, the place was just amazingly packed - I've never seen so many people in there.  I couldn't see the main stage at all without standing on a chair.  Apparently a lot of people want to see dwarves dance, so I didn't feel as though the headliners lost anything by the lack of my adulation.  Also, a LOT of women.  I don't know if it's just because more women go these days then used to (in my experience) or also that women particularly were interested in seeing the dwarves. 

I should write a real review - really bad music, horrible sound system with the bass turned far far to high (when it makes your clothing vibrate and you can't recognize the song without plugging your ears it's too much), dancers who just sort of strike poses and twitch their butts with no relation to the music, the worst DJ on the east coast and people who assured me they would be there and then just didn't show (>:P) - but you would think I didn't have a good time, and actually I did.  I put it down to the company and the fact that whenever I can freely scope girls I'm kind of happy.

Oh, well, I suppose I wasn't totally robbed. There were some lovely very short girls, there - in fact just about every shape of body, most of them looking natural (unenhanced).  There was a girl who seemed to be one of the regular dancers (I'm guessing, since she recognized my co-worker who was sitting with us) who probably legitimately WAS a midget, and I was delighted with watching her, but whether it was that my timing was off or she's...maybe a bit homophobic?  - I can't tell, but she just scooped my bill and didn't acknowledge me.  Story of my life - women never notice me. ;)