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[wombat]

...be thankful for the diligence of our new overlords.

You know how Gmail has that function that asks you if you maybe forgot to attach an attachment? I thought that it did something obvious like, say, look for the word 'attachment' in the text of the email. Well, I was answering an ad for a writing gig and when I hit Send, that reminder box popped up. In fact, I had not intended to send a resume or attachment and had not mentioned one - in fact the word 'apply' and 'job' weren't in there either. And it's never done this the zillions of times that I've emailed friends and mentioned that I had applied for a job or that I was revising my resume or anything like that.

Now, you think this is creepy enough that it figured out that I was applying for something like a job and might have wanted to send a resume even though I never used any of those words. But then... I had second thoughts. Ads for writing gigs don't always want you to send a resume, which was why I hadn't mentioned or attached one, but I decided to go back to the ad and double check. At which point I found that Gmail was right - they had wanted me to send a resume.

[Doc]

Google knows everything.

[theinevitable]

"Surprise, change of plans, we are spending the first half of the day at the Shoah (holocaust) museum!"

Our guide was this kind of cheerful british man and it was very upsetting.

[Lister]

...stay up waaaaaay too late playing cards with people at work and have nothing cogent to say about holocaust museums, other than this:

Those places elicit the kind of anger in me that desperately wants there to be a Hell, and wants it to be special for every resident.

[theinevitable]

spending a pleasant saturday afternoon/night writing essays instead of going out and enjoying Paris. BOLLOCKS TO THAT. At least it's kind of gross and rainy outside?

The Centre Pompidou is very cool, but made me realize the extent to which I am not someone who enjoys spending a long time looking at art. Far too short of an attention span. I ripped through that sucker at basically sprint pace, with a few stops to gawk at pieces I recognized from my Art History class.

Calder, though, he is freaking awesome. His stuff was so good and cool.


The shoah museum also made me think a lot about my roommate here, who is an incredibly intolerant gay jewish man.
"some people just shouldn't be allowed to have children."
Also, hates on immigrants who "don't put america first," then talks half an hour later about his super over-the-top zionism.

also, there was this one propaganda poster at the museum that was the most ayn-rand-y thing I have ever seen. big dude like this getting weighed down by jews and weaklings who live off of his aryan power like parasites.

also, so many dudes are putting moves on me. I keep having to have conversations like "no, don't be upset, it is totally fine with me that you are gay, just don't squeeze my ass.  It does not make me uncomfortable that you are gay, it makes me uncomfortable that you express it by squeezing my ass. Have you noticed how I don't walk around hitting on girls by grabbing their asses? It is the same."
Although, also, french dudes are into hitting on my friend by... walking up and grabbing her ass. I am amazed that none of them have ended up with broken noses/fingers/testes.

[CortJstr]

...stay up waaaaaay too late playing cards with people at work and have nothing cogent to say about holocaust museums, other than this:

Those places elicit the kind of anger in me that desperately wants there to be a Hell, and wants it to be special for every resident.

If it makes you feel any better the security guard's wake and funeral had a really large attendance and were pretty big news around here.

[Ruta Bagas]

I graduated yesterday.

That's technically neither "today" nor "gonna" but I thought it was pretty nifty.

[theinevitable]

Today: reflect on the fact that I have created mega drama in my trip-group by not wanting to smooch a person who is obviously issue-having.
Somehow the scene where she started screaming at me in the middle of the street, accused me of stealing her money, etc. only confirmed that my decision was correct.

Oh my GOD how did I manage to forget this wise decision so quickly. Shit shit.

[wombat]

I graduated yesterday.

That's technically neither "today" nor "gonna" but I thought it was pretty nifty.

While you really should have posted 'today I'm gonna graduate' on the morning of the event, we'll let it pass. Congratulations.

[jaydub]

I graduated yesterday.

That's technically neither "today" nor "gonna" but I thought it was pretty nifty.

Congratulations.  Enjoy the moment, as I have great faith that you will.

[Arachno-capitalist]

As some of you read, a spot in my life opened up recently. And I figured with the time, money, and energy now available, I can do the CFA. Hundreds of hours of study and then a grueling 6 hour exam in December for my Level 1. Yay life!

"Am I prepared to study between 10-20 hours per week for four to five months?

    * If you cannot study for at least 10 hours per week for four months you have a low chance of passing the exam. The CFA level 1 has a 65% failure rate.

Do I have the will power to study this much? How will this commitment affect my life?

    * The time you put into the exam will greatly take away time with friends and family."

Good, I didn't like them anyway!

[jaydub]

What's the payoff for that kind of effort?

[Arachno-capitalist]

What's the payoff for that kind of effort?

The same as any other degree/professional certification: three letters after your name, recognition of the hard work and knowledge that it involves.

[jaydub]

recognition of the hard work and knowledge that it involves.

In the form of cold, hard cash?

[Arachno-capitalist]

In the form of cold, hard cash?

How dare you sir. The personal growth and increased depth of knowledge in the field will surely be its own reward.