Five hour lunch

May 26, 2013 :: 9:34 PM


yeah, kripke. don’t think we don’t know what you do in your free time!

Remember the days when fandoms were exclusive clubs and the show runners and actors had no idea what the fuck was going on?

*shakes fist at the internet*


I went out to lunch today with a woman I used to work with in a previous life. She’s kind of like a surrogate mom to me. (Her daughters are my age, so it’s not so farfetched an idea… and she would have LOVED my father.) As we do, we talked, and talked, and talked. About everything and about nothing. It was nice. I needed some ‘mom’ time and it’s been over a year. Stoopid life kept getting in the way. On both sides.

I talked about my issues with interviewing for the job at Sig Sauer and why I don’t have an opinion on gun control. We talked about gay marriage, abortion… weird shit that we normally don’t talk about, but I opened the door to that when I mentioned the interview with the political place. 

We talked a lot about my job search and how I might have a chance to work for a CPA firm again… she thinks I should get my CPA license. I’m still not sure that’s what I want to do, but it would make my job search easier. It’s one of the biggest things I’m missing on my resume. *sigh* I have the education requirement. I need the work hours and I need to pass a four part exam. (I couldn’t even get myself to take the two part CMA exam and I really want my CMA more than I want my CPA.) Two years at a CPA firm. I’m pretty sure my first year at HWG doesn’t count, and even if it did I’d probably let it slide just so I could have consecutive years.

OK. That last sentence pretty much proves I’m screwed in the head.

That or the fact that I would work two years, get licensed and start looking for a job again that’s NOT in public accounting…


Here’s where my hunt is at so far:

1) CPA firm mentioned above - Tony the Pimp says they want to meet me this week.

2) Collection law firm - interview on Wednesday

3) Payroll funding place - my resume is being passed on to the controller. I think I’m too expensive.

4) Political place - hoping to hear back this week. Already did an email interview and a phone screen.

5) Retirement community - hoping to hear back this week. Already did a phone screen.

6) IT company - hoping to hear back. They were the other one with the email interview questions, and a web survey.

Out of all of them, I think I’d like to work at the political place the most… but I don’t know if I should. It’s in Boston - an 80 minute train ride from Newburyport, which is about a half hour from here. And that’s one way! *sigh* There’s no way in hell I’d be able to find a place to park near Downtown Crossing, plus you couldn’t pay me enough to commute into the city by car.

I have no fucking idea what to do. I suck at looking for jobs.


I posted this on Facebook last week:

Netflix: Because you watched [really crappy horror movie]... here’s Dirty Dancing and What to Expect When You’re Expecting.

Me: I can’t argue with that logic.

I now have two friends in a gross-out competition. Right now, it’s tied one-all. I’m not sure what’s worse: that they found something even more upsetting than Ron Jeremy’s killer penis movie or that I’m amused enough by this to make it a competition and keep score. 


I don’t think there’s any more I can do with my Johnlock fic so it’s on it’s way to the proofreader. I’m so nervous! It was weird when I made J read it, and now it’s in the hands of a friend of a friend.

I think I want to puke.

That would be exactly why I DON’T write for a living.


May 25, 2013 :: 9:09 AM


you are still missed, mr. adams

Do you know where your towel is?

HIM: That means I have to carry a towel with me all day. Do you think Martin Freeman’s carrying a towel today?

ME: Martin Freeman is such a BAMF, the towel carries HIM.


Holy shit. It’s one of THOSE nights.

May 24, 2013 :: 9:39 PM

Let me set the scene: I’m in the middle of discussing - again - my fascination with how gay sex is written in fan fiction…

HIM: What was that term you had to look up?

ME: I don’t know. I’ve looked up lots of them.

HIM: Rogering?

ME (really loudly): OH! GOD! YES!

Fifteen years, folks. Fifteen years…

I am two kinds of people

May 24, 2013 :: 9:19 PM

ME: What? You’ve never seen me give a popsicle a blow job before?

HIM: So…you’re telling me I need a grape flavored penis?

ME: (laughing hysterically, literally crying) You bastard! Now my hand’s going to get all sticky!

It’s a bird! It’s a… oh wait, he’s just “Bird”

May 22, 2013 :: 3:12 PM

the lives of dexter peterson: my favorite songs live!

Matthew’s intros will make more sense if you’re familiar with his latest work: The Lives of Dexter Peterson.

The gist is that there’s this kid who jumps from life to life (like Quantum Leap) and he’s followed by this girl. There’s a novella, a web comic, and the album.

He’s fucking brilliant. And talented.

I’m so glad I’ve crossed paths with him and discovered his music.

And a bonus (not from The Lives of Dexter Peterson) - The song forever known MOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

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