Tiny update

[trinityofone]

I realized today that it's been more than two weeks since I last updated; I'm sorry for my absence, but I just really haven't felt very fannish or even all that social in general. It's no big deal: I'm okay, I'm living with my parents, I'm looking for work. It's also, as you can probably see, all intensely boring, and since my recently dull life has been coupled with my also feeling creatively dead, I just haven't been in the mood to post or even read LJ at all. This is something that happens to me two or three times I year; I'll hopefully get over it soon, but in the meantime, please don't think I'm intentionally ignoring you or anything of note that may have happened. (Has anything of note happened? *is out of the loop*)

I had two job interviews today; the second one was for a job I really, really want. I find out on Monday if I got it, so cross your fingers for me! *settles in for an anxious weekend*

I'm so behind on everything. I haven't even read any of the reel_sga fic yet, and I'm not sure if I should let myself until I *gulp* finish my own. But I'm really excited at the thought of finally having the time and being of a temperament to dive in there. And SGA itself starts up really soon! I'll be back by then for certain--I wouldn't miss that for the world.

Until then, I hope everything's going well for all of you, and I hope I can pull myself out of this funk soon, because I miss you guys. Wish me luck on getting this job--new employment would be just the kind of shaking up I need.

*wanders away, feeling nervous and wistful*

Comments

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

No, no fretting! Although I do think I win the prize for emo-est reaction to unemployment.

Thanks for the crossed fingers. It's, y'know, the job we talked about. *bites nails*

[siria]

Nearly a week since I heard from you! And you know how I am at the best of times. No more disappearing! Or I shall scowl at you quite fiercely come November.

And I shall not finish writing That Thing for you. (Wow, that's a lame threat)

*crosses fingers and toes* I have faith that you will get it. You will kick ass! And also correct that weird typo of theirs.

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

A week? Really? *hangs head in shame* I'm sorry, I have absolutely no sense of time.

You may scowl at me in November...but I realized last night that you're going to be here for Thanksgiving, which is just awesome. My family is going to kidnap you, sit you down, and give you a real Thanksgiving feast. Yay!

You have to finish writing That Thing, though. Please?

As for you-know-where's strange typos, man, their copy test was SO EASY. Especially after the one I took this morning at the other place. I hope I am not jinxing myself by saying this.

[siria]

Six whole days! I shall screencap your last reply to one of my e-mails of babbling insanity and Hewlett obsessiveness if you don't believe me. (I'm not at all angry or upset, you realise; I just worry)

I know! I am very excited about getting to see an Actual American Thanksgiving. I've seen them in movies; now I get to see one in real life!

Er. Tech'n'cly, That Thing is finished. Eliza and Notpoetry are looking over it for me. Either that, or they're running in horror from the monstrosity in their inbox, one or the other :)

And you are so not jinxing yourself. I have faith! Belief enough to bring back to life a thousand Tinkerbells! Even ones who have had their hearts broken by their abandonment by Julian Lodge. *nods firmly*

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Urk! No, I trust your accounting. That sounds far, far too much like me.

Your first Actual American Thanksgiving! I suspect my mom and my aunt will be all over you, flailing as your mother was at the thought of my never having had a proper Easter egg. But you shall have turkey and mashed potatoes and gravy and stuffing and yams & apples and cranberry sauce and German beans and pie. Apple pie and pumpkin pie and pecan pie and lemon meringue pie and key lime pie...don't eat for a month before you come, okay?

Yay! The Thing! I need to get back into the habit of reading (and writing, oy) fic, and that sounds like just the, well, Thing.

I hope you're right about the lack of jinxing. (And mmm...Julian Lodge. I need to finish that Julian/John thingy. If I can ever write again. Eep.) I seem to want to REALLY jinx myself because I am already looking at apartments...

Randomly: did you ever finish watching S2 of House? Because I have awesome love for that show now, and I need to squee.

[siria]

I have never even seen a yam up close before! It shall be a genuine gastronomical education. Also, German beans? I've never even heard of them.

I think I should stop eating now.

Yay! The Thing! I need to get back into the habit of reading (and writing, oy) fic, and that sounds like just the, well, Thing.

Haha. Do not get your hopes up. It is a thing of immense awfulness. Stupid Julian with his stupid issues. *shakes fist*

(And mmm...Julian Lodge. I need to finish that Julian/John thingy. If I can ever write again. Eep.)

Ha. I'm still waiting for the epic Julian/Nyles you promised. Though Julian/John makes me whimper a little bit. Evil woman, you know you shouldn't make me think of things like that when I'm hormonal.

As for S2 of House, no, I didn't. I take it this means I should bring some discs with me to Dublin on Tuesday and try to get as many episodes as I can while I'm getting the last of Traders? (Shall be up then in order to get my results. Eeeeeeeeep.)

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Heh. Yams are wicked funny looking. Like mutant potatoes. And German beans are...string beans done in a German manner? I don't actually know, I don't care for them, but everyone else in my family save my dad loves them, so you might too.

Yes, possibly both of us should eat nothing but celery until November. *g*

I don't believe you about awfulness. Although Julian certainly is issueriffic.

I do owe Julian/Nyles, but I need to find my copy of the David Rakoff book first. Actually, I almost want to write Julian/David Rakoff, except I think that would leave everyone in the world going, "Huh?"

Yes, yes, download House. I'm all bouncy about it right now, but all all alone. *sob*

Good luck on your results. I'm sure you kicked ass.

[siria]

Yams are wicked funny looking. Like mutant potatoes.

I am intrigued, and yet frightened.

Although Julian certainly is issueriffic.

He's not just got issues, he's got volumes, folios, libraries. He must be related to John, I swear. And it is awful. Thank heavens for Eliza's mad betaing skillz. When her skills have a Z, you know they must be good.

*makes note to get as much House as possible*

[amireal.livejournal.com]

1. ha, told you.

2. *crosses toes*

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

1. No, the first copy test, the one that we talked about, was super HARD. The second, out-of-nowhere surprise test was, in comparison, amazingly easy. But that's the job I really want, so...

2. What do I have left to cross? My legs?

[siria]

What do I have left to cross? My legs?

You could get the Hewlett to cross his arms? Mmm, biceps.

[darcydodo]

Don't worry, she was talking about you for a good portion of the time that she apparently wasn't writing to you. :)

[siria]

Er. Should I be worried or reassured by this?

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Terrified. It's clearly evidence of our forbidden love.

[siria]

We're like John and Rodney, in a way.

[trinityofone.livejournal.com]

Shit. Am I John? I'm John, aren't I. *worried*

[siria]

I'm too vapid to be Rodney, though. THIS IS A DILEMMA.