Mmmm… a day with the Cumberbabe

as julian assange in 'the fifth estate'

Yesterday, after my interview with another recruiter who has nothing I'm a fit for (surprise), I decided to go to the movies.

Of course, I HAD to see "The Fifth Estate" because Benedict Cumberbatch, that's why.

I didn't think it would be my kind of movie, but I went any way because if anything, two hours of Benedistraction Cucumberpatch would keep me from the tears that have been threatening. (We're at the fun part of my depression cycle - the one where everything makes me cry.) He was definitely worth seeing. There were some Sherlock/Benedict mannerisms that I picked up on, but for the most part, he got lost in his character, and I thought he killed it.

After the movie, I was a bit shaken. They discussed some POWERFUL things and still - even after my own wikileaks research and paying attention to the leaks when they were made know - it left me unsure of where I stand and how I feel about what happened 'on the inside' if you will.

I like things that make me question everything I know, so woo! good movie.

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15 kudos. Everything else is holding steady.

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Found 30+ prompts for my 30 Day OTP Challenge and have decided to do one for each fandom. I'm probably going to spend today working out the UK/US differences for the Zodiac case fic and get that ready to go for November 1st.

It's not like I still don't get quality time with Marlas - I need to do a serious proofreading of Paris and Zurich and get those queued up in AO3. I reread those and Fitton last night while I was eating dinner and I see a lot of ideas in Fitton that were rushed through. I'm glad I decided against publishing Fitton and rewriting Zurich.

A lot of the Fitton stuff is so disjointed, it will make an awesome basis for the 30 Day OTP Challenge.

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Guinness and his sprained wrist are home one more day because my headache is back. I'm currently not in a position where I can drive him. And that sucks for both of us.

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STILL no answer from the German Consulate, so I'm filling out their paperwork and sending it out tomorrow.

So scared that I'm going to get approved... that makes this so real.

I want it - oh Dog, do I want it - but moving across the ocean? Leaving behind the Albanians and the BU hockey team? Those are some pretty important things to leave behind. If those are the only things holding me here, I think I can survive. I can hear BU games streaming over the internet, but leaving Black Mountain Symphony behind is a lot harder than I originally thought it would be.

I do still have friends in the States, and I'll probably miss the shit out of Logan and his dad, but they can come visit. Or I can. I guess it depends on what happens...Between the headache and the nerves, I think I'm going to vomit.

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Welcome to Thursday.

WTF did I get myself into?!?!

two for tuesday! the martin freeman edition

I’m taking some really bare bones notes on the Zodiac from the information supplied by The Crime Library. There’s also a few other websites, and the Graysmith book “ZODIAC” (which the movie was based on), that I’m looking at to fill in some of the blanks. There have to be some interesting bits that TCL hasn’t covered.

I am so OVER this psycho with his bad spelling and his ego, and his empty threats.

After all the time I’ve spent with him, I think I can make my version more interesting.

I’m already thinking about how he’s going to fit in London, and holy fuck there a lot of things to think about… the differences between the US and UK police systems, postal services, locations, there’s a lot I didn’t take into consideration. That’s really going to suck. I do have 10 days left to research those differences, though so it might not be too bad.

If anything, the timeline of the Zodiac might help me make this a reunion fic. Zodiac can start while Moriarty is still alive and the gap between letters can be explained by Sherlock’s absence after “Reichenbach”... (Oh, Dog, I’m going to have to watch that episode again. I’m going to need a nap, a cookie, and a hug after that. Maybe even a grocery store’s worth of Kleenex and Hagen-daas. I HATE that episode with a passion. The feels are too epic for someone with the level of depression I have right now.)

*sigh*

This is what I get for trying to stretch myself as a writer and get away from the terrible chick-lit lite I’m so good at writing.

Standardized tests and racial profiling

and now I want to write johnlock again

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10 days, 2 hours, 38 minutes until November 1st.

Not that I’m paying attention or anything…

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I found my GMAT study guides from 2007/2008. At one point, I thought it would be a great idea to rush into grad school right after I earned my accounting degree.

Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking either.

When I did finally attempt to get my Master’s in accounting/finance, I went back to SNHU because, as a continuing student, I didn’t have to take the GMAT.

I don’t know why I’m so terrified of these big tests (I had to forfeit my entrance fee for the CMA exam because it was causing too much anxiety), but I am. Maybe it’s because my attempt at the LSAT a thousand years ago left a bad taste in my mouth. I studied so hard for that and barely got what I needed to get into the law schools of my choice. I was so disappointed - and suddenly disillusioned with being an attorney - that I didn’t even bother to apply. I did apply to UConn’s sports management graduate program and deferred my admission because I got a job in pro hockey that year. That admission also did not require a GMAT score.

So… with London as the goal, it’s time to put on my big girl panties, suck it up, and study the fuck out of those old guidebooks.

Somethings are worth the abject terror and anxiety.

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Still no word from the German Consulate, so after another careful perusal of their website, I think I’m going to send in my paperwork blind and see what happens.

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My friend, Jesse, the lead singer of The Ameros (another Albany band - big surprise there) is running for mayor of Albany. This kid has a great head on his shoulders. I’d vote for him in a heartbeat.

They had a debate the other night and the topic of racial profiling came up. One of his competitors said, and I’m paraphrasing here, that people profile themselves by their actions. I’m not quite sure what that means, but Jesse’s response was basically profiling comes from fear and why are we still afraid of each other? ( Listen to it here.)

Screw racial profiling. It seems that fear informs every major political and societal decision, like gay marriage.

It is time to stop being afraid of each other.

I can’t say it enough… I’m lucky to have these kids - this ever expanding pool of Albanians - in my life.

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Sinus headache from hell is back. I suppose I should thank it for giving me yesterday off - I got a lot done in terms of both the job search and the grad school search.

I think that means it’s time for a nap.

I’m pathetic and I’m OK with that.

so cute

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“This week: HARTFORD” is only two chapters in and has exactly as many kudos and one more comment thread than “It Was Always There” has and that’s been on AO3 since June 6th…

(But I’m not obsessively tracking my stats. Nope. Not me.)

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I had an offer from a British friend to be a brit-picker.

And a body dump place finder.

And he wonders why I love him so much…

PUPPIES!

doesn’t it look like the perfect place to find a body?

(I “borrowed” this pic from Wikipedia… if it’s yours, email me and let me know so I can give credit where credit is due!)

A recruiter is trying to get me an interview for a contract accounting position at a “pet store”. I’m just going to leave it at that, although they neither sell nor manufacture pets.

It’s a six month contract, which is something I’ve been against, but six months gives me something to kill time with while I try to figure out the German citizenship thing, study for the GMAT, and / or continue looking for jobs in the UK. Or, you know, focus on looking for a permanent job in the US…

I’ve already sent my resume there once, on my own, and it remains a place I’d like to work at.

I guess we’ll see…