Relevence. Please.

oh, toledo, i almost miss you

So, the phone screen I had today led to three online assessments:
1) Another fill-in-the-blanks one / personality one
2) An accounting one
3) A how well can you learn new software one

I’ve only done #1 because I want to be able to concentrate on #2 and I’m not in that head space right now…

It’s just so confusing to me. I don’t get why my ability to place a word in a sentence is so important in determining whether or not I can get an interview.

I’m also totally surprised that the duality of my personality didn’t screw me over in the personality portion.  (I’m an introvert masquerading as an extrovert… it’s hard to choose answers that don’t make me sound completely Jekyll and Hyde-ish.)

*sigh*

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I found another timing error with my fan fic. That anguished wailing you heard earlier? Yep. Me.

*grumble grumble grumble*

I should just label the freaking thing an AU and get over it.

Do you have a boyfriend? Which is fine, by the way.

truer words were never spoken

There are 3 major components to human sexuality: biological sex, sexual orientation, and gender identity.

Each of these 3 components offer multiple variables and the variables with which you present comprise your sexuality.

Asserting that any one set of these variables is any better than another is ludicrous.

LOVE WHO YOU WANT. IT’S ALL FINE

(Still celebrating the fact that DOMA and Prop 8 are dead.)

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I have a phone screen today with a company based over an hour away from here.  They have clients that hire them for accounting duties and then they assign clients to their accounting staff… I’d be part of that staff and after some training at HQ, I’d be able to work from home.The pay’s not the greatest, but I think I can offset that by not having to commute.

Can I work from home? That’s the magic question, isn’t it?

I’m terribly lonely right now, but I’m also sitting on the couch, doing absolutely nothing after I do my few hours of job searching. Part of that is because I know I’m no fun right now (wicked, wicked, wicked, deep dark depression) and part of that is all the people that I’d hang out with don’t live around me. If I wasn’t depressed, I’d probably be doing some projects around the house. But I can barely get out of bed to get Guinness to day care… and the only reason he’s even going is because we prepaid in January for the year.

If I were working, I’d have contact with people. I’d have a reason to get out of bed. I know I have the discipline to work from home…

Let’s hope the screen goes better than that assessment earlier this week, because that completely set my mental state back quite a few notches.

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Playing in John Finnemore’s sandbox and writing this Cabin Pressure fan fic is KILLING me.

The series is set in real time, so Series 1 took place in 2008 and it goes all the way through Series 4 which takes place in 2013. (The only oddity is that Arthur stated to be 29 in the first three series… Considering that Finnemore plays Arthur, you think he’d catch that. *sigh* At least that doesn’t screw up anything because I couldn’t remember how old Arthur was in Series 4 so I said he was in his early thirties.)

I have this great story, but the timeline fell to shit when I realized that possibly the most important part of my story takes place in 2013. Everything kind of hangs on the events of “Yverdon-les-Bains”, which is the last episode in Series 4. The other important parts I’ve squeezed in between series… Part 1 of the trilogy takes place in October 2009, Part 2 in 2011 (which - the way I wrote it - included the resolution of Y-L-B’s cliffhanger), Part 3 was scheduled to fit around Christmas 2012, and Part 4 was pushed out to 2014 to make something important make sense in the canon timeline.

Everything in the first three parts references Y-L-B and I knew the reference didn’t really belong in Part 1, but I had to write the next parts to see where it would fit better. EVERYTHING in the second part happens because of Y-L-B,  but since the second part kind of needs to happen before 2013, I’m totally screwed.

The only good thing is that Part 1 is Martin’s story, which while dependent on Douglas’ divorce in 2009, doesn’t need Y-L-B in it. The only problem is that I like having Part 2 in Paris, and Paris was aired in 2011… I think I may have to find a new city for that piece of the story to take place in. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck…

Being unemployed right now is not good, but at least I have this to distract me and keep me busy. VERY busy.

That. Sucked.

who knew?

I don’t know whether to be amused or scared that if I were to get into a fist fight, the women I knit would would bet on me kicking the other person’s ass.

My dad’s the one that taught me how to fight (and I had practice when I was younger), but I haven’t had to in years. Is that like riding a bike?

You know what? I don’t really want to know.

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I’ve noticed that Gordon Ramsey’s Kitchen Nightmares is two different shows depending on what market it’s aired in… If it’s the US version, he always does a make over. If it’s the UK version, he almost never touches the design of the restaurant.

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I finally made the jump to EE 2, so this really isn’t anything more than a test entry. Woo!

For every happy, there is a sad.

every day should have a little tennant on barrowman action

BUH-FUCKING-BYE
“In recent years, California’s Proposition 8 and the discriminatory Defense of Marriage Act became symbols of anti-LGBT discrimination around the country and around the world. Today, both crumbled. In a watershed moment in the fight for equality, the United States Supreme Court today ruled to return marriage equality to California and to strike down DOMA.”

That makes me cry tears of joy… you have no idea how bad I’m bawling right now.

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Of course, for every happy, there is a sad.

Like the interview I blew today.

This company makes you do an online assessment thing before they even consider you for an interview. You do it at home, comfortable, relaxed… and it’s easy. Relatively.

I’m not quite sure why it’s important to know which triangle comes next in a series, or what the counterpart of “bread is to food” is, but they stake their whole recruiting process on this test.

After you pass it once, you have to pass it AGAIN on site, before you get brought in for the actual in-person interview.

There is a big sign that basically prepares you to fail: You won’t finish this in the time required. Your score must be around the same as the at-home assessment or you can go straight home when you’re done. (Paraphrased, but it’ll do.)

I don’t do well at timed exams. I definitely don’t do well when I’m being set up to not do well. (Apparently, they have a very low pass rate.)

My on-site results were so vastly different from my at home results, they couldn’t be sure the same person took the two exams. 

So I got walked out before I could even talk to anyone and prove that I’m more than competent for this position.

There aren’t enough words in ANY language to describe how bad I feel…

You know you watch too much TV when…

twelve jammy dodgers… and a fez!

I had no idea I’d ever become THAT emotionally involved in a cooking show, but I’m sitting here crying at the finale of MasterChef UK.

I’m also starting to really get into Aston Martins. (Damn you, Top Gear!) I didn’t think I was really into cars - other than my beloved BMW 3 series - but I’m starting to really care about what May, Hamster and Jezza have to say about cars. I’m even getting less upset every time they insult Americans, the States, and Hammond. *grin*

It’s so bad, that every time they give a price in pounds, I’m doing the conversion to USD.

The sad thing is, I’m not really WATCHING the shows. I’m barely listening to them while I focus on my job search or fan fic.

I really think that I need to quit looking at local companies and focus 100% on companies with UK offices.

I guess I am really supposed to be in the UK during this phase of my life.

The magic question is how the fuck do I do that?!?