How I dearly wish I was not here, in a seaside town that they forgot to bomb

It's been one of those days where it feels like life is playing a practical joke on me. But instead of whining about it, here's my kitty Sputnik, playing with water.

In addition to getting my computer back, I also got this:





As Holly is fond of saying, we are with kitten. His name is Penelope, he's pocket-sized and seriously crazy. He likes to sit on our faces.

You know what I hate? American Apparel. I'm tired of seeing their skeezy ads all over my magazines and on the websites I visit. I don't want to MEET MESLISSA, and I don't care if she won their motherfucking wet t-shirt office contest. I don't want to buy their overpriced hipster versions of Hanes T-shirts and I'm tired of hearing about how they're great because they're sweatshop-free.

When the douche who runs the company stops (1) fucking women in exchange for making them models and employees, (2) running exploitative ad campaigns under the guise of being superhipstercool and with it, (3) saying things like “women initiate most domestic violence.” and (4) union-busting, then maybe he can act like a self-righteous asshole and I'll be ok with it.

Seriously, everywhere I turn I am being accosted by their ads. Please make it stop.

do any of you know of a font that is narrow and simple looking? I'm trying to put together my resume, and I'm having a hard time finding the right font to go with my design. Everything I have is either too bold looking or too funky looking.