::looks out at falling rain:: damn, maybe the capri pants i was going to wear won't be warm enough. how vexing.
so did i mention that work yesterday sucked? no, i think i was trying to be positive and so just mentioned the happy part - getting the text messages. but it sucked. it's sooooooo tedious. and it's boring but not because i have downtime (which would be fine with me - reading, beta-ing, all that good stuff can take place during down time) but because i have one brainless task after the other. like opening every single piece of mail that comes in. yes, i have to open it all. and there is a lot. it takes forever and requires not one ounce of brain. and the whole... money thing. even when i can begin to recognize the letter-number jumble that is their mode of communication, i still don't fundamentally know what they're talking about. i almost teared up yesterday saying to E, yes, i hear you but i don't know what you mean!
woe is me. i know, it pays, i need it, i should stop whining. whatever. i'm grateful for income but no one said i had to like it.
so today i'm just going to close my eyes and think of the farm. just make it til 5 and then i can pick veggies. the farm. the farm.
and maybe also i'll spend some time thinking about this harry/snape, recced to me by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
glitterdemon. as i started reading, i was all, is it? no, it couldn't be. but oh yes, it is. a HP/QaF crossover. bwahahahahaaa!!! and now i'm totally hooked.
so, remember, folks: texting is fun! ::wink wink nudge nudge::
*subject line courtesy ofhackthis
so did i mention that work yesterday sucked? no, i think i was trying to be positive and so just mentioned the happy part - getting the text messages. but it sucked. it's sooooooo tedious. and it's boring but not because i have downtime (which would be fine with me - reading, beta-ing, all that good stuff can take place during down time) but because i have one brainless task after the other. like opening every single piece of mail that comes in. yes, i have to open it all. and there is a lot. it takes forever and requires not one ounce of brain. and the whole... money thing. even when i can begin to recognize the letter-number jumble that is their mode of communication, i still don't fundamentally know what they're talking about. i almost teared up yesterday saying to E, yes, i hear you but i don't know what you mean!
woe is me. i know, it pays, i need it, i should stop whining. whatever. i'm grateful for income but no one said i had to like it.
so today i'm just going to close my eyes and think of the farm. just make it til 5 and then i can pick veggies. the farm. the farm.
and maybe also i'll spend some time thinking about this harry/snape, recced to me by
glitterdemon. as i started reading, i was all, is it? no, it couldn't be. but oh yes, it is. a HP/QaF crossover. bwahahahahaaa!!! and now i'm totally hooked.so, remember, folks: texting is fun! ::wink wink nudge nudge::
*subject line courtesy of
hackthis