I take it back. Fuck.
The minute things start looking up (or less down) it all goes to hell again.
The minute things start looking up (or less down) it all goes to hell again.
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Well, the last time I was on the verge of tears for days at a time, there was Prozac and a job change and WOW good riddance to snotty network boys who think we were all born knowing how to pick The Alarm That Counts out of 56,000 that maybe don’t. They’re making it up as they go along, I just know it.
No, wait. The really really last time, I did in fact melt down enough to cry in public. Not very much, and I hid in the bathroom for most of it, but it shook the entire department to its foundations and scared the crap out of my supervisor. I got his undivided attention in discussing What Made Lithium/Ion Woman melt down, which mainly consisted of other people not reading what I wrote or, even better, reading it and telling me I was wrong when I so very clearly was not and they so very clearly were.
What it takes to put me on the verge of tears is not throttling the living crap out of three or more jackasses who desperately require it. I can go as high as three, but four makes my lip quiver and five put me over the top.
Also, it’s nice when your Very Young Supervisor then does the Little Brother thing and goes and beats up the jackasses for you. Cheered me right the hell up.
If High School Musical does it for you, though, I won’t judge
out loud.Pru, SPEAK UP. Tell the guys in charge exactly what you need and why you need it, and tell them that if they wish this internship to be successful on both sides, they need to PONY UP. If you do not feel strong enough to do so, tell me and I will do it for you. I’ve been through death threats and two Federal Strikes with evol scabs, and I can deal with any asshole that gets up in my face.
Nobody’s fault: my car broke down. Again. They say trouble comes in threes — maybe this will be my third?
Generally the “three law” is written in stone, so hopefully this will be it. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you. :)
PRU!
http://www.glitterati.talkoncorners.net/log/2007/05/07/sometimes-i-love-fandom-i-really-really-love-fandom/
LOOK AT THE ART! LOOK AT IT!
Remember, you don’t have to be alone.
You don’t know me, or my friends, but this made my life better when a friend wrote it for me, and I hope it may do the same for you.
A puppet all in black, with beret, enters stage left
Jean-Paul Sartre Puppet: Life is pain. I have ennui. Ennui Framboise. Black raspberries, black like the unending suffering that is existence.
A second puppet, this one in leg-warmers and a high blonde ponytail, worn to the left side of her head as though the mirrors in her house are all tilted the same direction, enters stage right. She sits down a miniature puppet boombox. Gloria Estefan plays.
80s fangirl puppet (Chloe): Do you need your socks rocked, Jeepee?
JPSP: No. And don’t call me Jeepee. I am one of zee greatest philosophers of the 20th century.
Chloe: produces a chipmuk puppet from beneath her oversized turquouise sweater. Would you like a chipmunk, then?
JPSP: I love chipmunks! I had a turtle when I was un petit enfant, and his name was Chipmunk! The presence of the tiny rodents always reminds me of the completely dissimilar reptile. You do love me, Chloe!
Chloe: (rushing to his arms) Yes! Yes!
JPSP: All my raspberries are gone! (they embrace)
FIN
I know I don’t know you very well, but I can say that you are an amazing person who is definitely going places, and you know what? Sometimes life sucks and everything goes wrong and you don’t want to get out of bed, but the world keeps turning and you keep going, and as bad as it gets, in a week, things will probably seem much better. Be good to yourself, because you’re so incredibly far from a failure or a mess that even (almost) total strangers can see it. Eat lots of chocolate, it helps, and try not to worry too much about the car. They’re ridiculous pieces of machinery that inevitably cause more trouble than they’re worth.
I’m sorry, something went wrong with my first comment. I normally lurk, but I just had to tell you to hang in there and to let you know that I log in during my lunch break just to read your Gazette. So if anyone challenges your skills, tell them to stick it, you have readers in Europe.
And about the car, believe me, if technology lets you down it sucks on ANY day. Hope you can get it fixed.
(BTW, when I need a cheer I read SGA quotes: http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Stargate_Atlantis
I’m sure there are better sites, but these are so conveniently grouped together. Hope it helps a little.)