Imaginary Gardens

Today was sprinkled with suck, apparently. Consider that it started with my not getting out of the elevator at warp speed, so that it flew right back up to the very top floor when a neighbour rang it. "But I saw the button go dark," he said, referring to the "I'm free! Call me!" button. Yeah, but dude, you have to give me time to get out once the elevator lands.

Then there was work. Work was frustrating because I'm editing the format of a bunch of articles for a collection, and by gods are the articles in some serious need of formatting. Some only give half their references, others throw in copy/pasted lists, and still others decide that one-line paragraphs are teh awesome. Why can't people do things right the first time, or at least be consistent in their own article?

But that wasn't it, either. The office is cold. Like, very cold. Like, I wear wool sweaters and fingerless gloves and sit next to the portable radiator while the heater is rumbling on in the background. That's cold. But my co-worker - the substitute secretary who's from round-about my generation - insists on forgetting to close the door behind her whenever she leaves the room. ( Rant is ranty )


Also, my mother's back, as I might have mentioned, and we're back to me sucking and me not being able to breathe without being a rude daughter and obviously not even trying to get out of a house I'm just leeching off of which I am trying to keep my head together and not die a little support would be nice. ( Oh look, another rant. )


I think you can see why I'm not really up to posting or writing or anything at all these days. Like, I have a queue list on YouTube from October, and a fanfic I haven't touched in almost four months, and fanmixes that have been live for two months and still haven't been pimped, and it took me like two weeks to revise my CV ( and rant continues )

AND I KEEP GETTING SPAM COMMENTS ON MONTHS-OLD LIVEJOURNAL POSTS WTF.


Meme: Good Things:

Day 13: I had the house to myself for the almost-three hours between internship and German. Also, there were cookies.
Day 14: I watched New Moon with Rifftrax. What, it made ma laugh.
Day 15: ...I'm going to watch John Simm and Philip Glenister and other people be awesome on mad Dogs 1x02 and it will be good.

Quote of the Day: cleolinda quotes her mother, here

"Your job," she says, "is to call for help."

Links of the Day:
Supernatural: ( Read more... )
Doctor Who: ( Read more... )
True Blood: ( Read more... )
Human Target: ( Read more... )
Other Fandom: ( Read more... )
Multifandom: ( Read more... )
Random: ( Read more... )


* cleolinda, Twilight in Fifteen Minutes

Zumba today was awesome, although I was uncoordinated again for the bits where left arms and right feet have to do things together. I dripped sweat, and I'm not the sweating kind! I've failed in my google-fu to find my favorite song of the class.

Einstein yesterday was pretty brilliant. ( Sociality! )

My Childhood Squee on YouTube! ( Read more... )


Music For the Masses:

I've discovered Mademoiselle K. I love Jalouse (and the video's brilliant). I also think I should take Ca Me Vexe as my retroactive battle cry, back when I was feeling that way. Embedded below is a song about not knowing whether you're more an XX or an XY.

( Embedded Song: Maman XY )


Links of the Day: ( Read more... )


* Tom Stoppard

*sips delicious hibiscus infusion* *admires blood-red infusion* *sips again* *congratulates self on most excellent purchase*

I saw a flexible piano keyboard today. *covets*

I'm going to put the Sylar&Spike stuff (with one new comparison) on a single post so as not to overwhelm the nice folk at ninth_wonders. Ditto for the Science Stick FGJ.**

( Today in class, we watched a film )


Links of the Day:
cleolinda helps out projectdownload by offering The Golden Compass in Fifteen Minutes as a Megaupload download on Erin's account. Rememeber that it's one IP address per day that counts towards projectdownload, so click appropriately and enjoy. (Unless you're like me and have yet to see the film, then click and postpone the enjoyment for later.)
El negre de Banyoles, "a controversial piece of taxidermy of a bushman", now buried.
N!Xau, from All the Gods Must be Crazy


* Bushwoman-whose-name-I-didn't-write-down, Film-whose-title-we-never-saw
** I am a filthy, filthy liar. And lazy. But neat.