I may have bitten off more than I can chew

Charlie Burgess from Black Mountain Symphony - acoustic performance of “Shipwreck”

THIS is why i drive to albany (and other places) as much as i do.

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NaNo starts on Friday, and I have a very busy weekend so it’s not going to get off to a great start.

I think the Zodiac storyline is going to be difficult to pull off and maybe I should stick to the 30 Day OTP Challenge. I’m so frustrated by my indecision that it’s disgusting. I haven’t done a thing to prep more for the Zodiac fic other than doing some quick one shots and 221Bs to get back in the habit of writing Johnlock. ARGH!

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In other news, I have two interviews tomorrow, Frankenstein (staring Benedict Cumberbatch!!!!!!!) that night, BU hockey on Friday, and Black Mountain Symphony on Saturday. PLUS another interview on Monday.

(When it rains it pours, but I’m not complaining.)

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The title of the last entry (“I write because I don’t know what else to do with myself”) came from a diary entry I wrote during a very bad time. If you couldn’t tell, I write kind of balls out when I get all deep and personal. It’s worse when I write offline because I know no one will ever see that.

I love that line so much that I can’t even… It’s so true.

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Off to go look for more jobs. And do laundry. And proofread “PARIS”. And research the two companies I’m interviewing with tomorrow.

I don’t think my life could get more exciting.

I needed a pick me up, and I got one!

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5 comments (and resulting responses, for a total comment count of 14 - but that includes my ‘thank you’ comments.)

The comments I’ve gotten are really sweet and the ones I got today put a huge smile on my face.

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Still pissed about not finding my grandparents’ stuff, though…

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By the way, writing 221Bs is a bitch! (221 words, last one begins with a ‘b’ - it’s a Sherlock fanfic thing.)

Fuck. Me. (And not in the ‘good way’)

yeah. that.

I cannot find my grandparents’ social security applications.

This is important because when they applied for their SSNs, they had to list their places of birth.

That is important because without their places of birth, I cannot establish lineage or determine if that lineage is eligible for Polish citizenship.

That is extra important because the location of their births may or may not actually be considered Poland due to three different citizenship acts, one of which refers to the shifting borders due to WW2.

Of course, the fact that my grandfather became a US Citizen in ‘55 and that my grandmother and mother followed in ‘66 might make all of that null and void…

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While looking for their stuff, I came across my parents’ divorce paperwork.

Choice bits I don’t want to forget (and can’t figure out why I feel compelled to post here):

1) Well, she got, Helen got up and threw her books from the coffee table and then kicked her in the head. [‘her’, of course, being me]

2) Question: Was there a point in time during your marriage that your wife, in your mind, began to avoid her parental duties towards your daughter?

Answer: Again, I think looking back, probably when (she) was 8 or 9 or somewhere in that age. 7 or 8. Then it just got worse and worse. Towards the end, the two of them just couldn’t be in the same room. [‘she’ being me]

3) Mrs. N is quite argumentative, difficult to deal with… [Letter from her attorney to the court. Apparently, my mom when apeshit on her attorney after the divorce was finalised. There’s another letter to a new attorney from when she decided to try and sue the first one because of the judge’s decision, but her handwriting had degraded so far, I couldn’t read half of it.]

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I’ve got a post that I’m going to write sooner rather than later. (I hope.)

It’s not all gloom and doom and, like everything else lately, I want to put it here so that I don’t “lose” it.

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Poland… POLAND!

this is not a manip. i repeat, not. a. manip.

I don’t remember the last time I laughed that hard. Simon Pegg fucking rocks.

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So.

Simply being born in German does not make one a German citizen, which means the child of someone born in Germany doesn’t have any right to claim citizenship.

Nazi bastards.

However, Poland is also among the group of UK approved countries that gets easy border crossing privileges.

I know one of my grandparents was born in Poland and the ship manifest from when they fled Germany lists all three of them as Polish, so…

I don’t know where the day has gone, but I’m going to research Poland citizenship requirements while listening to the BU game tonight. If all I need is a birth certificate and proof of citizenship, I can probably pull it off. I just need to figure out how to get a birth certificate.

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In other news, I wrote a Johnlock one shot to get back into that fandom (OH! That’s what I’ve done all day so far. Whoops!). That was fun.

Bathroom lemons… I crossed a line even with myself.

It’s not my fault Benedict went on Top Gear and said that he’d rather give than receive and that he’s the dominate one.

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I can’t remember the last time I dressed up for Halloween, but if I’m going to the Black Mountain Symphony show tomorrow, I’m going in costume.

I have the perfect costume. I just don’t know if / how I’m going to fit into it.

Wish me luck!

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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.