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On a night when I'm feeling crappy for a couple of reasons, I definitely think picking up some Pratchett was a good idea. To wit:
a key to the understanding of all religion is that a god's idea of amusement is Snakes and Ladders
with greased rungs.
For a long time I thought nothing could top Rincewind, but I think I'm going to like the Witch books. *hugs Wyrd Sisters*
a key to the understanding of all religion is that a god's idea of amusement is Snakes and Ladders
with greased rungs.
For a long time I thought nothing could top Rincewind, but I think I'm going to like the Witch books. *hugs Wyrd Sisters*
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When I started the new job I finally got around to asking someone about Fringe Tax Benefits. In Australia, if you work for a non-profit you can get your employer to pay a certain amount of your wage directly to certain things, like rent or credit card debt. That amount of money is considered tax free. It's a way to make up for the relatively low pay in the sector.
So I've set things up so that they'll pay my rent directly, but there's still some room. In fact, from January to March you can put in more than normal. I decided I needed to get some credit card debt quickly, so I finally got around to buying a TV.
The new TV is 32 inches of big, black shiny shining shineyness. It practically has its own event horizon.
Now if only I could work out how to turn it on.
*headdesk*
So I've set things up so that they'll pay my rent directly, but there's still some room. In fact, from January to March you can put in more than normal. I decided I needed to get some credit card debt quickly, so I finally got around to buying a TV.
The new TV is 32 inches of big, black shiny shining shineyness. It practically has its own event horizon.
Now if only I could work out how to turn it on.
*headdesk*
I went to a deafblind Christmas party today. I've been thinking about my progress with Auslan in terms of bit-by-bit, very slow advances. Today I realised I'd hit a turning point of sorts when Miss J came into the room and I was able to act as an interpreter both ways between her and someone else, even though it was just for a basic conversation. *is happy*
Then I was talking to someone about how sad I'd be to leave my current job. I made the sign for 'sad' just as I'd noticed the REAL CHERRIES NOM NOM NOM and she stopped me dead in my tracks. "No," she signed. "You've got the sign right but you can't make the sign for 'sad' with a big grin on your face."
Still a ways to go then.
Then I was talking to someone about how sad I'd be to leave my current job. I made the sign for 'sad' just as I'd noticed the REAL CHERRIES NOM NOM NOM and she stopped me dead in my tracks. "No," she signed. "You've got the sign right but you can't make the sign for 'sad' with a big grin on your face."
Still a ways to go then.
I don't usually post links to YouTube fan videos because of the access issues, but this clip of women from some of my favourite shows is too good to pass up. For the interested, they are: Alias, Battlestar Galactica, Buffy, Firefly and Veronica Mars.
I really only have two complaints: No Kaylee, and NO AERYN SUN. I mean, how could you do something like this without Aeryn?
I really only have two complaints: No Kaylee, and NO AERYN SUN. I mean, how could you do something like this without Aeryn?
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Via Cute Overload: This is what happens when My Little Ponies Go Bad. I'm especially fond of My Little Cthulhu and My Little Batman. Aw.
For the blinkies among us: it's all very visual, but basically someone has taken My Little Ponies and... remodeled them somewhat. The Cthulhu one, for instance, is painted green all over and has tentacles as per the Lovecraftian version.
For the blinkies among us: it's all very visual, but basically someone has taken My Little Ponies and... remodeled them somewhat. The Cthulhu one, for instance, is painted green all over and has tentacles as per the Lovecraftian version.
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It's really easy to be on your high horse when you're not in a certain situation. I haven't spent any significant amount of time single for a long time, and I'd developed some prejudices about singledom and how single people act or think. I'm now discovering just how many. In the five weeks since I moved out of the house I shared with Matt I've managed to kick myself so, so, so many times for all the internal eye rolling I've done previously over things that 'should be simple' to deal with. To wit, I have:
- Wondered why the good ones are unavailable.
- Thought of myself as that bitter and twisted old person with no family.
- Practiced saying "You kids get off my lawn!" in the privacy of my own home.
- Been deeply paranoid over an unrequited crush.
- Wished the happy couples in public places would stop looking so fucking happy.
- Felt bad about all of the above because I was, after all, the dumper (...*sigh*. No, not in the scatalogical sense). I don't get to feel like this, do I?
- Sniffled at the fact that I will more than likely be alone for the love-fest that will surely be Valentine's Day next year. When I'm in a relationship, VD is a crass, artifically inflated attempt by commercial interests to exploit the inherent need for people to express their love, and I don't require anything of it except an (extra) excuse for more hugs.
- Compared myself to other women and thought "I'll never be as loveable/good looking/proficient at walking in stilettos as she is. CLEARLY SHE IS COMPETITION AND MUST BE ELIMINATED AT ALL COSTS." The fact that I have absolutely no desire to wear stilettos is, in these moments, irrelevant.
- Wanted a hug and been unable to find a proficient human. Resorted to hugging heart-shaped pillow.
- Wanted a stimulating conversation and been unable to find a proficient human. Resorted to talking to stuffed purple sheep.
- Wondered how dim my prospects will be while my bedhead holds a stuffed toy puppy, a stuffed purple sheep, a teddy bear, and a dancing, singing transvestite bull in a dress.
- Worried that my prospects might not be dim in spite of the above.
In spite of the lonely bits and the sad bits, I'm actually not doing too badly at this singledom thing. It helps that I really do feel like I need the space to clear my head for a while, to learn and relearn things about myself and to send my life in a direction I want it to go in.
- Wondered why the good ones are unavailable.
- Thought of myself as that bitter and twisted old person with no family.
- Practiced saying "You kids get off my lawn!" in the privacy of my own home.
- Been deeply paranoid over an unrequited crush.
- Wished the happy couples in public places would stop looking so fucking happy.
- Felt bad about all of the above because I was, after all, the dumper (...*sigh*. No, not in the scatalogical sense). I don't get to feel like this, do I?
- Sniffled at the fact that I will more than likely be alone for the love-fest that will surely be Valentine's Day next year. When I'm in a relationship, VD is a crass, artifically inflated attempt by commercial interests to exploit the inherent need for people to express their love, and I don't require anything of it except an (extra) excuse for more hugs.
- Compared myself to other women and thought "I'll never be as loveable/good looking/proficient at walking in stilettos as she is. CLEARLY SHE IS COMPETITION AND MUST BE ELIMINATED AT ALL COSTS." The fact that I have absolutely no desire to wear stilettos is, in these moments, irrelevant.
- Wanted a hug and been unable to find a proficient human. Resorted to hugging heart-shaped pillow.
- Wanted a stimulating conversation and been unable to find a proficient human. Resorted to talking to stuffed purple sheep.
- Wondered how dim my prospects will be while my bedhead holds a stuffed toy puppy, a stuffed purple sheep, a teddy bear, and a dancing, singing transvestite bull in a dress.
- Worried that my prospects might not be dim in spite of the above.
In spite of the lonely bits and the sad bits, I'm actually not doing too badly at this singledom thing. It helps that I really do feel like I need the space to clear my head for a while, to learn and relearn things about myself and to send my life in a direction I want it to go in.
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