Thursday, June 06, 2013

Nice to have choices


one of my friends said something about my job search being confusing…

Got a call back for a second interview at the widget makers.

Turned it down.

As I told the recruiter from the very beginning, I didn’t think I was a good fit. I thought I’d be bored.

The interview didn’t make me feel any better about the boredom, but I wasn’t going to make any decision until I had to.

Since I have a second with a company I like, an interview for a job I’d really like, and the possibility of a second with a company I really like, I’m not going to waste anyone’s time going through a second interview when I’m really not interested in the company.

For the first time during this round of staycation fun, I feel like I have hope.

The sun keeps shining brighter through the clouds…


Posted by Matty on 06/06 at 06:18 PM
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The sun is fighting through the clouds


john barrowman and a banana. oh. em. gee.

I have a second interview with one of the companies I interviewed at last week. Next Wednesday. The wait is going to kill me…

I applied this morning for a position with a tech company that makes a product I used (and LOVED) a thousand internet years ago. After I sent out my resume, I discovered they have an office in the UK.

No word from Jimmy the Pimp this morning, but I’m looking forward to the interview I have tomorrow.


My little baby is out in the world - both on FFN and AO3. Slow growth on FFN, but there are two kind reviews and a handful of followers/favorites.  I’m hoping the combination of the two sites gives me enough kindness to keep my happy moving in a positive direction.


The husband has finally given in and started to listen to Cabin Pressure. Big surprise. HE LOVES IT.

I can’t wait until he gets to “Qikiqtarjuaq”!!!! (I’m going to apologize to all my English friends: This is my most, most, most, most favorite part of the entire series and I always recite the lines while they’re playing. As a result, of course, I’ve developed the habit of saying ‘polar bear’ with an English accent. Or I use ‘bear polar’ in Cumbercutie’s terrible French accent. Equal opportunity offender over here. LOL)

DOUGLAS: Right. I’ve looked it up on my phone. It’s a tiny, isolated settlement in the Arctic Circle! Why on earth are we going there?

CAROLYN: Because that is where the polar bears are.

DOUGLAS: And where do the polar bears want to go?

CAROLYN: The polar bears don’t want to go anywhere. The polar bears just want to be left in peace and quiet. But that is where the polar bears find themselves bang out of luck. Because we are picking up a dozen tourists from Unbeaten Track Travel and flying them past every polar bear we can find between Toronto and Qikiqtarjuaq!

ARTHUR: What? Are we?!? Polar bears?!? We’re going to fly over polar bears?! And see them and look at them and be with the polar bears?

CAROLYN: Yes, we are.

MARTIN: No, we’re not.


Posted by Matty on 06/06 at 02:59 PM
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Proud to be a Whovian


kicked me right in the feels

I haven’t been on tumblr much lately, but some of the best bits are making it to my facebook newsfeed. I’m a little surprised by the backlash poor Matt is getting. No matter what he was contracted for, no matter what he was on record saying, I’m not sure it was ultimately his decision. He talked about leaving Who, but it never sounded like he was going to run off in the middle of his contract… I’d hope he was better than that.

What I’m proud of this fandom for is standing by him, THANKING him for what he managed to do.

I’m not a “Classic” Whovian. I can’t get into the older stories, so Nine - Christopher Eccelson - will always be my first. I had a hard time with him and Rose, until I started to see their chemistry and just what a sassy bitch he could be.

Ten - David Tennant - will always be my favorite. For one, he wears that really cool trenchcoat and Chucks. Plus, he’s funny, and cute, and it’s so obvious that the boy who grew up wanting to be the Doctor cherished every. single. minute. of his time on the show. For a man who’s catch phrase was “allons-y” (french for let’s go), I was surprised by his plaintive plea that he didn’t want to go. And he really didn’t want to go… that line supposedly wasn’t scripted… and I know I bawled like a baby when he said it.

Eleven - Matt Smith - it’s always hard to move on from someone you love so much, and while he wasn’t a perfect replacement for Tennant, in many ways, he took the best of Nine and the best of Ten and created something wholly unique and definitely his. From his fish sticks and custard, to the bow ties, fezzes, and stetsons, and even the fact that you start up a triceratops by karate chopping it, there was a lot to love. He could be creepy. He could be sassy. He could be childlike. And most importantly, he could do blood chilling evil.

Now at the end of his reign as Eleven, I only have two more episodes to look forward to. And it’s going to hurt to say goodbye.

I know, I know, I’ve been obsessing over Benedork Cucumberpatch and Sherlock and Cabin Pressure lately, but I’m still doing two to four hours of Who a day. The stories in Who hit me in places that nothing else can… except for SPN’s season gr8… and it’s powerful. It breaks through the dark a little bit. Not a lot, but a little.

I hope that Twelve can live up to the hype surrounding his naming. There’s going to be a lot of negativity, curiosity, and possibly some instant love.

Thank you, Matt, for everything you brought to the role. I’m definitely going to miss you, and I wish you the best in your post Who career.

Posted by Matty on 06/06 at 10:43 AM
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