i am not going to make it to january… *shakes fist at bbc*
I don’t even want to talk about how the BBC has the right to air Sherlock first, well in advance of the US air dates (on fucking PBS. PBS!) I’m definitely not going to talk about the lengths I’m going to go to watch it live in the UK. And I won’t even go into how UNBELIEVABLY pissed I am that they’re showing the first episode in a movie theater, and how that sold out like the second the tickets were available.
I swear to Dog, if one of those lucky assholes posts ANYTHING, I will hunt them down.
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I withdrew myself from consideration for a position. When the girl called yesterday to have me interview for a third time, I told her, flat out, why it was a no. “But you sounded so interested in working here!” Yeah, well, that was Thursday. I’ve had almost a week to think about it.
I have no idea if I’m getting an offer from a different place, but if I do, I’m also going to “thanks, but no thanks” that one too.
I want a full time job. I NEED a full time job… but every time I’ve changed jobs, I’ve left one to jump into the new one without thinking about the consequences.
Needless to say, those consequences are hard to explain and they’re all over my resume.
I don’t want to be unhappy and looking within 30-60 days.
I don’t want to be bored and looking within a year.
I know where I want to be, and I’m hoping like hell that I at least get a second interview… in the mean time, I have a part time job with a CPA to keep me busy.
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This is, without a doubt, one of the best things I have seen lately. It’s stuff like this that really made me fall in love with Matt Smith’s Doctor… he’s so perfectly manic and childlike.
Hashtags on kittens! They’ve all disappeared by 2014. A bizarre incident with a chicken put an end to them all…
I have a lot to grumble about today, but I’m going to focus on two tiny little bits of happy:
1) I have a temp job for a CPA. 2 or 3 days a week to help him get ready for tax season. Depending on how long it takes to find a job, I could theoretically work for him through tax season. Who knows. Maybe there’s 40 hours of work there?
2) “Little Favour” (Benedict Cumberbatch, short film), was released yesterday. I’ve heard that it’s available in the US iTunes store, but I haven’t had a chance to check it out yet. Tonight or tomorrow, it will be mine.
(And a bonus: PARIS and HARTFORD are still getting hits and kudos. The interest in the Cabin Pressure fic is also driving traffic to the Johnlock fic. Whoo! I guess I’m a decent writer after all. *giggles*)
The problem with jumping back and forth from fandoms that center on the same actor is that you get very confused as to whether or not he’s got ginger (auburn) hair or ebony hair, whether or not he’s taller than his partner or shorter… DAMN YOU, BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH for being so chameleon like!
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Had an interview yesterday that was weird. I can’t go into details, but I think - if they offer me the job - I’m not going to take it. I’d rather hold out for the chance to get a second interview with a restaurant…
I need the money, badly, but I don’t think I’d last long there.
I do have an interview today with a CPA for a temp job. The money is better than most temp jobs, and it will keep me busy through the holidays. The recruiter seems to think it’s a slam dunk.
Who knows…
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Fucking BBC is airing the first episode of the third series of Sherlock on December 15th. IN A MOVIE THEATRE. Tickets go on sale November 12th, but how can I justify to the hubs that I need to take off to England for the shortest weekend trip in history?
*grumbles*
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My friend, Jesse, from the Ameros (Albany band), is running for Mayor today. I wish I could vote for him. He’s a Republican, but his politics mesh so closely with my own, that I’d love to see him in office. He really has the capability to change the world if people would take a chance on him. He’s smart. Well spoken. Really, really, really has an excellent head on his shoulders. You don’t find most people his age to be that mature…
Shall I say it again? I’m so damn lucky to have my Albany family, and that it’s ever expanding.
I am ridiculously happy right now. Using a real killer for inspiration has kept me from getting bogged down in the details, which is awesome. My killer has an unique voice and an unique way of taunting the world’s most unambiguously gay superheroes. Oh, sorry. Heroes don’t exist and if they did, Sherlock wouldn’t be one of them.
That said, the story has already gone off the rails.
This one will definitely not be published anywhere. It became cracktastic, and a whole lot of… I don’t even know what to call it… but it’s a new level of crack that I’ve never come across. (Yet.)
I swear, it doesn’t matter how hard I worked on this prior to 1 November, how I adjusted the timeline to attempt to fit BBC canon, how amazing the reveal of the killer is, I’m at the beck and call of the voices in my head.
The next 26 days or so are going to be pure hell if I can’t make the boys behave.
That has to be one of the best tags I’ve ever seen.
Oh, Sherlock fandom, when you’re not absolutely killing me with the feels, you’re making me laugh until I cry.
Thank you for the distraction, and the inspiration, and the reminders of what Sherlock and John REALLY sound like as I work on the casefic.
And, OMFG, I figured out whodunnit already and have changed the Zodiac to be a more annoying, but better educated, prick.
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I got sick this afternoon, so I couldn’t go to New York like I wanted to, but I did get ahead on my word count, by almost a whole two days… I’ve also had verbal diarrhea in emails and text messages. I really apologize if you’ve been on the receiving end of one of those today.
At least they’re coming easy. Unlike John and Sherlock.
