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(originally posted to Diaryland.com, 2003-10-01 - 12:09 a.m.)
I just got back from seeing "Lost in Translation" with my husband (a great movie, by the way, delightfully ambiguous on many levels, vertiginous, AND with a feeling of culture-shock that really captures what encountering alien artifacts and customs is like), and have paused to take stock of what the next couple of days hold:
1) "Captain Canuck"! Lots of Captain Canuck! 11 pages to finish ASAFP, and the futile spark of hope that says "yes, I CAN do them all tomorrow, and still be able to do the 4-11 shift at Ipsos-Reid on Thursday!" NOT! If I'm sane, I'll call in tomorrow to cancel my shift before the 24-hour magic deadline. (paint, paint, paint! paint, paint, paint! paint, paint, paint!)
2) Chat with MR tomorrow (this, Wednesday) evening, for the AI RP. Good stuff, and I'm gladly carving out a couple of hours for it. Am I addicted to RPing? Film at 11!
3) Samhain. Yes, that's technically at the end of October, but it's time to start thinking about the feast and the ritual. This will be Laurie's 7th Annual Samhain Ritual, so it's time to fire up the Laurie's Rituals group on Yahoo and begin making arrangements.
4) Paying the rent. Oh, lord, the rent. George and I are still playing financial catch-up from a comic contract that went desperately wrong early last year, and the rent will be a few days late. The agency has been generally very good about it, since we always pay the amount and late fees on it, but ethically it irks me at a deep and indelible level. It impinges on my sense of personal honor. I hate that. Who doesn't?
Well, maybe only four directions. Hey, things are looking up!
I just got back from seeing "Lost in Translation" with my husband (a great movie, by the way, delightfully ambiguous on many levels, vertiginous, AND with a feeling of culture-shock that really captures what encountering alien artifacts and customs is like), and have paused to take stock of what the next couple of days hold:
1) "Captain Canuck"! Lots of Captain Canuck! 11 pages to finish ASAFP, and the futile spark of hope that says "yes, I CAN do them all tomorrow, and still be able to do the 4-11 shift at Ipsos-Reid on Thursday!" NOT! If I'm sane, I'll call in tomorrow to cancel my shift before the 24-hour magic deadline. (paint, paint, paint! paint, paint, paint! paint, paint, paint!)
2) Chat with MR tomorrow (this, Wednesday) evening, for the AI RP. Good stuff, and I'm gladly carving out a couple of hours for it. Am I addicted to RPing? Film at 11!
3) Samhain. Yes, that's technically at the end of October, but it's time to start thinking about the feast and the ritual. This will be Laurie's 7th Annual Samhain Ritual, so it's time to fire up the Laurie's Rituals group on Yahoo and begin making arrangements.
4) Paying the rent. Oh, lord, the rent. George and I are still playing financial catch-up from a comic contract that went desperately wrong early last year, and the rent will be a few days late. The agency has been generally very good about it, since we always pay the amount and late fees on it, but ethically it irks me at a deep and indelible level. It impinges on my sense of personal honor. I hate that. Who doesn't?
Well, maybe only four directions. Hey, things are looking up!
