Quidditch cat! I’m on ur broom….
I’m tired, and it made me laugh.
Word counts and progress report forthcoming.
Category Archives: Ephemera
What Have I Done?
I sent the link to the Making Light LOLcats thread to AustenBlog, and I think I broke something:
and also more oh noes
(I am particularly amused by the “Prejudice” demotivator, and the “im in mai parlour $t33lin yr bf”.)
Working Hard…
(… as you can see:)
I Can Has Cheezburger now has an lolwl!
Also:
Literecy Cat amuseth me.
And my newest installation of Firefox has a nifty dotted red line underlining words that it doesn’t recognise, which means it catches the letter juxtapositions that occur when I type too fast and never seem to see when I skim the text before posting. Of course it also underlines every UK spelling, which is mildly sigh-inducing.
Right. Back to finishing the interview. (It’s been a long day, okay? I needed some LOLcats.)
It Never Gets Any Easier
Today I’m working on a set of interview questions, and as always when I do something like this I’m staring at the screen and wondering what on earth to say in response to questions I’ve answered elsewhere, or how to encapsulate huge philosophical rambles in a paragraph or two. And to my amusement I just found this in an online horoscope today:
You may feel as if you are right, but explaining your point of view can be quite a challenge. It’s not that you are an ineffective communicator; it’s just that your feelings are outside the normal sphere of language. There just aren’t any words to describe the subtlety of your emotions. Talking about them can actually alter your mood and change the direction of your day. Act on what you know now, but don’t try to justify yourself until after the Full Moon tomorrow night.
The deadline is Friday, which is after the full moon. How convenient.
Interviews make me fret, because they represent a very narrow and static slice of an author’s philosophy. I’m never sure when I sound grounded and confident, and when I sound mildly delusional or out of touch.
LATER: There, four pages of first draft: all questions except one answered (one of those only in point form, but the outline is there) and the missing question is one that needs research in the form of going back to one of my books and checking to see what I said the first time so as not to completely repeat myself. Now, off to see a movie with HRH.
Erm
Okay, I know I don’t see movies very often and so am out of ye olde movie listings loop, but when did the Paramount get renamed as Cinéma Banque Scotia Montréal?
“Im in ur pilgrymage messin with ur cortly luv paradigme”
LOLpilgrymes, over at Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog. (The post is titled “I Can Hath Cheezburger?”, which amuses me so much more than it ought.)
(“LOL vincit omnia” was a close second for the subject of this post, but the Miller’s caption won.)
Present
Shock of shocks: I am actually at my home computer. Liam is napping, and I have a review to write, which is due… yesterday? — WHERE has the this year gone? I don’t get a chance to be here often; I don’t have the time in the mornings and I generally fall into bed directly after dinner these days, which in turn follows dinner for Liam, his bath, and putting him to bed. (I was asleep at 8:30 last night. Seriously.)
So naturally, I am hopping about on the net while I think about how to phrase things properly.
(Later: If you run the questionnaire and the daemon’s form shifts, do me a favour and let me know what it morphs into so I can track the changes? Thanks!)
It is very odd to be working with an ergo keyboard again, because of course, my keyboard at work is a regular one. Speaking of work, as of Friday I have been on this contract for one whole month (see above re. ‘where has the time gone’). I got to invoice for another very nice amount.
We did a $250 grocery order today. It feels very, very good to have a full pantry and fridge, and even overflow in the garage. And HRH has headed off to the hardware store to buy a French door for my office, because the cats have officially demonstrated themselves as untrustworthy in it and I’m tired of how dark it gets when the office door is closed, as it shuts away the light of one of the few windows we have. We’ve been talking about a French door for this room since we moved in; it will be nice to finally follow through on it.
The general feedback I’ve been getting from people is confirming my suspicion that the Shorter OED is more useful, so that’s the one I’ll end up buying. This is fine; it means that I can buy myself an older edition of the Compact for the geek factor at some point in the future as a completely unnecessary gift.
I have a babysitter for the gig night, which means both my parents and my in-laws can come to the show! (Thank you Sam, and thank you Scarlet for suggesting her!)
Back to the review. This is the first bit of writing I’ve done in, well, a month. (Yes, that means exactly what it says, for all of you who have asked for work from me. Full time work plus toddler equals no time for anything else.)