People who are stressed because they procrastinate about doing their jobs? Yeah, those people should be BANNED from trying to make you feel guilty about not being more helpful solving their (THEIR) problems three hours before the deadline.

This grumpy post brought to you by my (all too) real life.

*stomps away*

It's less dramatic than it sounds, but the fact remains that I'm abandoning my church job for the questionably greener pastures of full-time work with my choir organization. It sounds like I'll be an administrator/conductor/whatever else they need, 40 hours a week. It's kind of terrifying but I think it will probably free me up to do more stuff I enjoy, like maybe artistic/creative stuff. Maybe? I hope? I sure didn't go into music to become a bureaucrat, guys, so here's to hoping that I haven't just given up my (boring) artistic autonomy for the confines of a desk and computer. GAH.

It's less dramatic than it sounds, but the fact remains that I'm abandoning my church job for the questionably greener pastures of full-time work with my choir organization.  It sounds like I'll be an administrator/conductor/whatever else they need, 40 hours a week.  It's kind of terrifying but I think it will probably free me up to do more stuff I enjoy, like maybe artistic/creative stuff.  Maybe?  I hope?  I sure didn't go into music to become a bureaucrat, guys, so here's to hoping that I haven't just given up my (boring) artistic autonomy for the confines of a desk and computer.  GAH.

Wow, so it's been very much a non-starter year for fandom over here on my LJ. About a year ago I posted warning that this would likely happen and it seems I was right. The crazy thing is that said boss will be returning from his year-long break in five days, whereupon I anticipate I will have a little more free time again.

I've been a fandom lurker the past year, truth be told. There haven't been many weeks (although they did exist) when I didn't skim my flist. I fell upon and devoured many new fics by my favorite authors, and often (though not as often as I should have) even left comments. It seems everyone and their cat is now leaping on the Merlin bandwagon. Last time this happened on my flist, it was SGA, and it took me about a year to catch up. I've tried watching Merlin but can't get past the first half of the first episode before my ADD kicks in and I lose patience. But judging by all the lovely people now migrating there, I can guess it gets better?

In any case, about three weeks ago, working off pre-big-event work-related stress, I sat down and wrote, seriously, like 30 pages of John the gay!virgin porn. So it's safe to say I still have the writing itch. Whether it ever produces anything better than that crap, I can't say.

Anyway -- *waves* Hi fandom! I miss you!

I just wanted to pop in and say "Hi! OMG HI."

RL is very busy and I seem to be taking on more responsibilities in, oh, TWO DAYS when my boss is literally leaving the continent on a year-long study leave and I am stepping into his capacious shoes and DUDE.

*breathes into a paper bag*

I can't believe I'm about to say this, but I have a sneaking suspicion that I.

Will not.

Have time.

For writing.

*breathes again*

Okay, that's out there. May the gods prove me wrong.

Love you all -- it's totally not you, it's me.

I love that you can now change most contact info for accounts online, it's lovely and convenient and sidesteps all that unpleasant waiting on the phone listening to godawful hold music and then trying to decipher interesting accents of call centre workers from Louisiana who have never heard of your city or province or possibly your country.

That is, assuming the stupid online account sites work.

I just spent ten minutes trying to convince my (ostensibly Canadian) wireless service provider's site that Alberta is, in fact, still a province, and is not, in fact, 'invalid'. Finally gave up and sat through the painful phone call procedure instead.

Dear (faux-patriotic) Company,

Is it so hard to contract out the automated menu messages to a Canadian voice actor person? We Canadians say 'ad-dress, not ad-'dress, for the noun form of the verb. Like 'a-dult instead of a-'dult. Yes, Rodney Mckay, like 'zed' instead of 'zee'.

Maybe it seems insignificant, but these little slips MAKE US AWARE THAT YOU ARE AMERICAN and your careful campaign of fooling us into thinking you're Canadian? -- with all your little '.ca's and 'Canada Inc.'s and sponsorship of CFL football -- IS WASTED AT THIS POINT.

Distastefully yours,

Plor

Not the call to serve the lord, thankfully -- the call from Acceptable and Semi-Interesting Boy. We are meeting for coffee and jazz on Friday. I couldn't hear a lot of what he was saying on the phone -- I think it was a cell-to-cell issue -- but got tired of saying "Pardon?" so started saying "Hmm? Yeah!" until I understood the cadence of his speech and started actually catching most of what he said.

So far - ambivalence. I look upon this as a chance to practice my hetero social skills, which have been moderately stunted by years working in the arts. *nods*

Of the good:

- he likes dogs
- he has a job
- he has two nieces and two nephews and likes kids
- he called the same day as we got our 'matches' in the e-mail
- he can carry a conversation even with someone saying only "hmm, yes!" for minutes at a time

Of the interesting:

- I got the Friday slot. Either I'm the first person he called (go me) or the first to agree to a date (go...me?)
- from Victoria; I like Victoria
- he likes Karaoke but needs 'a few beers' first. He was amused that I, a supposed singer, don't do Karaoke

Of the "hmm":

- random idea haver - he seems to be somewhat excited by his own weird thoughts on subjects of money-making ventures, both for profit and fun. May be more funny than bothersome, but I'm calling it a 'hmm' at the moment
- not telling me much about himself at the moment; being chivalrously interested in me, or is he hiding his past life as a turtle fucker? Curious.
- he called the same day as we got our 'matches' in the e-mail
- he can carry a conversation even with someone saying only "hmm, yes!" for minutes at a time

Still sick. But yay! Boys!

Anyone feel like filling out mechanical licensing forms for CD production? Anyone? No?

I can't say I blame you.

*grumbles and gets back to work*

On the other hand? My iPod touch now sends e-mail. E-mail! HOW IS THAT NOT MADE OF AWESOME. We live in the future, my friends. We have come a long way from my first pink plastic cassette tape Walkman in 1988.

Happy birthday, black_siren!!!

I'm drinking coffee in your honour. Also, I GET TO SEE YOU IN ONE WEEK OMG.

YAY!

You'll get your birthday present then, you needy bitch. *hugs*