Friday, 6 March 2009

You Left Some Stars In My Belly

Friday Faff: Contracts, Cakes, Creepiness and Cuteness Edition

Without going into too much detail, my employment situation is as follows:
I went for three interviews with the new company and was offered the job on Monday. I was working on a ridiculously long pros & cons list until my current boss increased my salary by 25% to entice me to stay. One of the new job's cons was the pay cut so it was an easy decision to make. If Shawn's situation was more stable, or if he hadn't just taken a pay cut, the decision would have been more difficult to make but for now I'm a sellout and I'm okay with it.

Wolfgang agrees.

Last week Shawn and I made a list of luxuries we would need to do without if I were to take the job with the lower salary. Talking about how we're going to spend my raise (after we take care of a little thing called Credit Card Debt) is much more fun. At the top of my list? Laser eye surgery. To which Shawn replied, "Fuck laser eye surgery. Let's get lasers!" How could I argue with that?

Wolfgang would like some laser eye surgery too, please.

Actually, Wolfgang would just like for his stupid asshole puppy teeth to fall out already.
Oh no wait, that's me and my poor, punctured hands.

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I have a confession to make: I hate black forest cake. I made the cake because it's my dad's favourite but I didn't actually eat any. I'm not sure if it was tasty or not. I have to admit, I don't think it was as tasty as it looked. Turtle said the frosting made it skanky (but in a loving way) and Shawn said it was too sweet. Bing, I used this recipe.

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Thanks for voting in my poll! The Over-Thinker made a surprise comeback last night and I'm taking all the credit. To the 6 cheeky monkeys who voted for Answer 5, I have decided that Answer 5 = send Hillary a present. So. I like chocolate and books and money.

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And now for the cuteness! I saved the best for last.

Wolfgang's newest favourite pastime (besides chewing hands and air-humping) is to lie on my legs and have his tummy rubbed.

Wolfgang has a very difficult life.

He becomes very annoyed when I stop rubbing. You can just file that under "sounds dirty but isn't intended as such."

Rub mah bellllyyy, woman!

Happy Friday everyone!


  1. During these difficult times, you're definitely being a sell-out. Most people would do exactly the same (I know I would).

    I wouldn't mind rubbing Wolfgang's belly. He's sooo cute!!

  2. Oh my god! You have the cutest dogs ever. I want a Wolfgang now!

    Yay for getting a raise by threatening to leave. That's always a plus, even if it's not the job you wanted.

    Thanks for the recipe. Maybe when I stop being lazy I will try to make it!

  3. What about books and money made from chocolate?

  4. Hey! Congrats on a raise and an easy decision on the job front!

  5. Wolfgang is cutie cutie cute!

    I'm glad you got a pay raise - more money makes stress more worth it. And your boss made it very clear that you are valuable. That's nice.

    Have a great weekend!

  6. Congrats on the raise! I don't blame you - I totally would have sold out too, if I was in the same position. Nothing wrong with that!

  7. The raise means you get to have a cocktail hour WHENEVER YOU WANT.

    I, too, hate Black Forest cake, but didn't want to say that on the cake post :)

  8. Do people call him Wolfie?

  9. YAY for the raise!!

    Wolfgang's pictures are VERY cute but can we have some Stella pics too? :)

  10. i'm glad the raise made it an easy decision. i always am a teensy bit relieved when decisions like that are made for me, by one becoming much more obvious/viable.


  11. Your chocolate is in the mail. (Hehe!)