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| 2012-11-06 14:22 |
| I call shenanigans |
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I am told by a coworker with a smartphone that the line at his voting location is at around 1500 people, and they're down to one working machine (from 3).
ETA: Turning off comments because of spam that keeps hitting this post.
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The very last thing I need today is for a guy I lived with for a little while (platonically) sending me a Facebook message:
1. Admitting that he lied about his age and only just turned 21, and
2. Professing his feelings for me (which I always knew about but ignored because he was already too young for me and I'm bad at confrontation).
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Googling "vascular lesion knee" is both largely unhelpful and mildly terrifying. Upshot -> to the orthopedist I go.
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I have a Google+ account now, and unlike Facebook, this one will include fannish content (though not necessarily a lot of it and along with the normal crap). I'm findable under my real name "Risha Jorgensen".
FYI, I'm unlikely to ever have chat turned on unless a special event is happening - something about it has always bugged me. I keep it permanently turned off on Facebook, for instance.
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OH MY GOD. Why do I have nowhere to wear one of these to?
I'm thinking this:

but I wouldn't kick this out of bed:

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According to Neil Gaiman, Diana Wynne Jones, one of the best fantasy writers of all time, has died. I knew she had cancer and had ceased chemotherapy last year, but it's still the kind of news you hope never to hear.
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I would say that I hope to look that good at her age, but I've never looked that good.

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| 2010-11-28 12:52 |
| I kept forgetting to do this |
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| concert!, mcr |
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Assuming the unlikely scenario that anyone my friends list doesn't already have it:
By the time I bought my concert ticket (Atlanta! 3 hours away, but completely worth it), I had already pre-ordered the deluxe version of Danger Days. Buying a ticket, however, came with a free album download. First come, first served, on the understanding that:
1. I make no guarantees, since I haven't wanted to click in to see if you need to enter my credit card number or something to redeem it, and
2. If you win the drawing for the Meet and Greet with the band and you're not attending the Atlanta show, you let me have it.
Comments screened so that I can cut and paste the link and code and such without anyone else seeing it.
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| 2010-11-03 12:28 |
| (no subject) |
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| me, work |
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(Will Journalfen ever fix what broke for Dreamwidth's crossposting tool? I can't be the only person who wants it. It would be different if it had just never worked because the code is too old over here, but it used to be just fine.)
We had a mandatory meeting at work today, to review our corporate policy on harassment and abuse. Apparently, it has been happening on our team recently, and they wanted to remind us that we’re required to report any that we see and to promise that they’ll take every report seriously.
It reminded me of my old job, a couple of years back, about something I had actually completely forgotten about. For a short period of time, I had a manager (two levels up) that used to do to me what would apparently fall in my new company under the “demean and belittle” clause. This was back when I was in a major depressive cycle, so I guess it had gotten lost in the general haze of my memory of that time. (And even my normal memory is more strainer-like then swiss-cheese-like. Everything streams right out.)
I freely admit that I was a horrible employee at the time, and it’s a miracle I wasn’t fired for completely legitimate reasons. I was burned out after 10 years at a job that the typical person only lasted 3 years at, was distracted because I was having fertility issues and desperately wanted a child, and was deep enough into depression and my GAD to be having panic attacks every time I went to check my work email.
Still, this had been happening for awhile, and this is the only one of my managers that I ever had a problem with. Sure, I had had meetings with the others about my performance, and I am extremely sensitive to criticism in certain contexts (see: GAD), so those hurt. But none of those other managers ever made me feel like this. I internally cringed every time I had to talk to him.
When I finally talked to other managers about it, and eventually reported him to HR, I was (reasonably, and I don’t hold that part against them) asked for specific examples of his behavior. Problem was, it was hard to come up with concrete evidence, as it was 95% tone of voice, body language, etc. And I am pretty much deaf to body language, so it had to be very blatant for me to feel threatened. But other people present at our meetings hadn’t noticed anything (or, more likely, didn’t want to say anything negative about a Very Important Person).
So they said that he was just “direct”. No one else had ever made a complaint, they said. I was being too sensitive. (The primary person assuring me of this, by the way, happened to be one of his best friends.)
With a couple of years distance, I can look back and evaluate his behavior more dispassionately.
You know what? He was fucking abusive.
I hope someone else eventually reports him too, and they take that person seriously now that my complaint is on record. Fucking asshole.
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You hold off posting the next story in your fest until the previous gets a set number of comments? Are you fucking kidding me? How is that at all fair to that next author?
Telling me something like that is the surest way to make me not comment. I don't reward asshole guilt trips, even, as in this case, when it's not actually the author's fault.
Fuck you, Secret Angels mods. I didn't care about (or really even notice) your fic fest until now. Now I actively dislike it. Congratulations.
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I GOT THE JOB!!!
Starting at substantially more than I asked for, and in the three weeks I asked for.
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| 2010-08-03 16:01 |
| Random Recs - the (old) skippyfic edition |
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For no particular reason, I decided to troll the sodamnskippy archives this morning and reread some of my favorites. Skippyfic, if you're not already familiar with it, features Mike Carden (TAI...) and Kevin Jonas (The Jonas Brothers). As befits a crack pairing, a lot of it is light and fluffy, but there's also angst aplenty to be found.
For my money, some of the best recent bandom fic has come out of this community. It has slowed down a lot in the last couple of months, which makes me sad. :(
In the Lost and Found by starflowers
Also known (to me) as "the one that always makes me cry", it features a homophobic gay Kevin and no easy answers. That last scene is a killer.
“No, seriously, Kevin. Do you like Mike? I don’t think this is healthy for you.”
Kevin scowled and said defensively, “I don’t like him,” he snapped. “Not everyone’s like you and Spencer.”
Brendon frowned, looking hurt. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“That not everyone is... is good together! Or meant to be with someone! Or good, despite... despite what they are!”
( The rest found under the cut. )
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Kelly was on Craig Ferguson again last night! I ♥♥♥ him.
Kelly, you can be on there being cute and snarky every night as far as I'm concerned.
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| 2010-07-15 01:55 |
| How cliched, LJ. |
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I just realized that this LJ newspost actually has kind of been an interesting social experiment. Within, what, a couple of hours?, my friends list filled up with about dozen posts about it, from BNFs, communities, and various random people. And in that time, there was at least one petition written up, a community for saving old fannish content created (and now deleted), and a zip archive started up. If that's just on my friends list alone... I'd be interested in knowing just how far it spread in the time frame between the initial post and the clarification.
(The actual problem hasn't been completely solved, of course, since as of this second it still sounds like they'll be deleting comments on other journals that were made by purged inactive accounts - which would hit various RP communities hard, for one. But it should spare the majority of old content.)
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| 2010-07-14 13:47 |
| White Collar is back - never leave me again! *desperately clings* |
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(a.k.a. 02x01)
( very minor spoilers )
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Did I miss another bingo controversy?
I'm drawing a blank on what the problem could be - radical childfree folk can't stand to write about them? People don't think those topics fit into their personal definition of schmoop? Hurts too much for the infertile? (Actually, as someone who has had fertility issues, I'd totally understand the last. If I were currently trying, I wouldn't be up for writing about it either.)
Off topic ETA: I shouldn't, but I kind of love it when the dachshund tries to start shit with the beagle.
Because the dachshund is a 13 pound mini, and the beagle is a 60 pound mix.
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Put a pair of glasses on him, and Mike Carden goes from "serial killer" to "amazingly hot to me".
http://thewilliambeckettblog.com/post/794124450/writing-4-photos-by-courtney-beckett-july-2

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Your characters probably aren't giving "weary" looks during dangerous situations, unless they're from 24.
weary 1. physically or mentally exhausted by hard work, exertion, strain, etc.; fatigued; tired: weary eyes; a weary brain. 2. characterized by or causing fatigue: a weary journey. 3. impatient or dissatisfied with something (often fol. by of ): weary of excuses.
wary 1. watchful; being on one's guard against danger. 2. arising from or characterized by caution: to give someone a wary look.
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