Oh, how I love those corporate moments when the fact that I screwed something up becomes an asset to the company and means I *don’t* have to do something ALL OVER AGAIN. Ever better, I had some bullshit excuse as to why I just “decided” not to update those particular dates, “Seeings as all of […]
My back-porch garden is growing. It is most excellent. The older I get, the more I start to take pleasure in the little things again. The little things add up. One of the cab drivers in Indy asked me if I was 22 or 23, because I looked “too young” to have a Master’s degree.
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Anybody in Chicagoland looking for a really good Admin/Executive Assistant/Contract Writer/Project Coordinator? Honestly, I can do just about anything for 40-50K a year. I’m not really picky. Just don’t send me to Indianapolis.
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First major pass of edits are done for The Dragon’s Wall. The book is going to fucking rock. Printing it out tonight or tomorrow and doing line edits on the whole shebang. Inputting line edits, then it goes to the next round of readers for feedback. At least this book will go out on time.
I’ll revisit this when I’m 40
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There is totally someone vomiting in the hall right now. I’m going to bed.
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My boss wants me to maintain my purgatory here in Indy every week, preferably 3-4 days a week. I tried to get him to compromise at 2, but it turns out our client just canned the person who does the equivalent of my job for them, and now I need to help out until everybody’s
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Enjoy the power and beauty of your early career. Oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your early career until they have faded and you can barely eke out a few three-act short stories a year for semi-pro magazines who just want your D-list name on the cover. But trust me,
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The instructor for my Friday yoga class was a woman who trained in India, the sort who could turn herself into a pretzel at will. “And this is a preparatory exercise so that eventually you’ll be able to do this!” and then she proceeded to contort herself in a Cirque de Soleil fashion. I’m enjoying
“People shouldn’t fear their governments. Governments should fear their people.” “Don’t give an inch.” “When you no longer fear, you are free.” Jenn and I went out and saw V for Vendetta on Saturday – fantastic show, highly recommended.