03
Oct
2008
Kameron Hurley
“Men are taught to apologize for their weaknesses, women for their strengths.”
-Lois Wyse
Archive for the ‘wacky’ Category
03
Aug
2008
A Gallon of Gas is still Cheaper than a Gallon of Airline Water
Airline travel has been degenerating steeply since 9/11. It’s not getting any better.
At least they still think that drinking from the bathroom tap is “just not classy.”
I mean, they have *some* standards!
I’m not looking forward to my next plane trip, on any airline.
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Aug
2008
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Jul
2008
Blog Review
You know, I’m not actually a very brutal person, but I seem to play one on the internet:
“Kameron seems to be a very active and independent person. She does what she wants and does not care too much about what people will think of her. She may have relationship issues. Some of her posts talk about how she needs to be more in touch with her feelings and how she needs to be more open with people.
Brutal Women was a very interesting blog and I’m glad I read it. I just hope I never come across Ms. Hurley and get her mad because I will get my ass kicked with her martial arts/boxing skills and then she could potentially shoot me. That would prevent me from further posts.”
I almost laughed til I cried.
01
Apr
2008
April
There have been a lot of seriously not funny April Fool’s jokes today.
The one at work was the least funny of all.
Stop, people. Just stop. When you’ve had a lot of wacky, crazy shit happen to you over a very brief period of time, you’re primed for more wacky badness. It’s like mild PTSD.
I don’t like it. I start getting jumpy and twitchy.
Please stop.
Thank you.
27
Mar
2008
Daytonism of the Week
Was at an apartment showing tonight, and the subject of Dayton and why I moved here and my job came up.
“I’m a copywriter,” I explained. “It’s really great, I love it. I write all of our brochure copy, promotional stuff, web copy, that sort of thing.”
“Oh, you’re kidding!” the bubbly leasing agent exclaimed. She was a couple of years younger than me, plump and pretty, with a daughter in daycare. I was kind of surprised at how much she seemed to appreciate what I did.
“That’s really wonderful!” she went on. “I’m writing a children’s book, and I’m trying to figure out how to copyright it. It’s so great to meet a copy-righter!”
No, I didn’t correct her. I neatly changed the subject.
All of my roommate’s stories about people here are true.
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2008
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2008
Novels
