snacky: (snacky smash)
1) I have no idea what's going on with Livejournal, but it's become next to impossible for me to use at work. Strangely, this is not any of work's doing. There seems to be some problem with Firefox and LJ not playing nice with each other. I can't comment on entries, nor can I read long comment threads (can't expand). I've followed LJ's suggestions, but none of them work. Basically, I'll have to use another browser just to read LJ. SIGH. LJ, I want to keep using you, but you make it so hard. ETA: If you comment on this entry on LJ, I can't reply, it won't let me. :(

2) If you follow me on the Facebook, you will have seen this already, but if not, here's Snacky health news: I am having an MRI today to determine a diagnosis for my back and leg pain. The x-rays already showed arthritis (severe facet arthopathy was the term used), so the MRI is to figure out why I have terrible nerve pain and numbness in my legs (spinal stenosis is a suspect).

So I have to lie flat and unmoving on my back for 35 minutes for the MRI. Aaaaaand due to the pain, that's one thing I have a lot of trouble doing. I've been practicing for a week, can only make it to 12 minutes without moving. So my wonderful doctor has given my a combo of sedatives and pain pills to take, in the hope that I will be able to make it the entire 30 minutes.

Basically I will be doped out of my mind. :D Which is probably good, since I've been having massive anxiety about this whole thing.

3) So I think my new boss is a bit of a flake. First there was the whole review thing where she tried to give me a review for a year when she only supervised me for 6 weeks. Yesterday, she sent out the new edition of our email newsletter, and asked me to link to it on the website, FB, and Twitter. She asked me the same thing last month, and I said I couldn't link to an email, unless she had a link to give me, since I can't just link to inboxes. But she didn't have a link, since she builds it as an email in Constant Contact. So I suggested that I would make a news post on our website and FB and Twitter about it, and link to our sign-up form, so people could sign up to receive the email. And she said, "Oh, that's a great idea!" So that was what we did last month.

I reminded her we had this conversation last month, and she was like, "Oooooh. Right. Well, can you recreate it on the website?" I told her I could, but it wouldn't look exactly like the email, since she's using Constant Contact's templates, but I could recreate it the best I could. "Won't that be too much work?" she asked, and I said, not really, if that's what she wanted me to do. But then I reminded her that the reason she wanted an email newsletter was so that people would sign up and give us their contact info, which she wants for funding/donor campaigns, and if we put the newsletter on the website, aren't we defeating that purpose? "Good point!" said she. "Keep doing what you're doing!"

I'm wondering if we'll have this conversation again next month.
snacky: (narnia susan the gentle)
So on Friday afternoon, I went into my boss's office to discuss some things with her - nothing big, just updates on a few things I was working on. The door was ajar, so I knocked, and she said, "Who is it?" and I said, "Snacky!"* and then she yelled, "No, don't come in, don't come in yet, you can't come in!"

Why, are you looking at porn online? )


The problem with watching Game of Thrones is the same problem I had with reading comics and watching Supernatural: I have to sit through awful shit that I then have to ignore to be able to really enjoy the stuff I do like.

I gave up reading comics a while ago. I stopped watching SPN too. After last week's spoilers )

snacky: (snacky princess snax)
Things are going well at the new job! I keep getting high praise from my new boss, for things that I don't think are particularly deserving of high praise? I don't know, maybe I am just too hard on myself, or maybe my predecessor in this job was kind of incompetent.

Or a combo of both those things. :D

The coworkers I share my office with tell me how my predecessor was always stressed out, crying, and doing things at the last moment. This is unsurprising to me. My goals for this job: be on top of things, and no crying.


Here's a meme, by way of [personal profile] musesfool and [personal profile] bedlamsbard, three random lines from three works-in-progress:

1) Lucy dances like a Faun, sings as sweet as a Dryad, and drinks like a Dwarf.

2) She's not sure where the impulse comes from, but she finds herself saying, "You remind me of a pirate I once knew."

3) "I'd say, 'don't get your jackass self killed' but you'll just ignore me."


I voted last night and got a nice sticker! But one of my candidates lost to the guy who used to run the soft-serve ice cream place in my neighborhood when I was kid. I met the guy while he was campaigning and I was like, "Yes! I remember you, from the Kone Kastle!" He was annoyed by that, and right then, I knew he was not the candidate for me.

snacky: (listen do you want to know a secret?)
This is how my day started: I was walking into work, looked down, and saw that I was wearing two different colored shoes, a blue shoe on my left foot, and a black one on my right.

In my defense, I own two pairs of the same shoe in different colors, so I didn't notice a difference in fit or feel, and my closet is really small and really dark, and really it's just a miracle that this hasn't happened before.

My Boss and the Peruvian Poodle cracked up, and PP assured me that "no one would ever notice." BUT I NOTICE, PP. I NOTICE.

Luckily, I have a spare pair of matching shoes I keep at my desk, so I don't have to carry shoes with me on snowy days when I am wearing my boots. Also luckily, they are black shoes, which is what I was aiming for.

Meanwhile, The New Girl just said, "Oh my god, something is wrong with me, I know the word but I can't remember it! What's the word for when you write something, but you copy someone else's writing and pass it off as your own?"

"Plagiarism?" we all replied.

She said, "Thank you! I am having a bad day, obviously."

So, how's your day going?
snacky: (english muffin)
I brought Irish soda bread to work and was just treated to a 20 minute rant by crazy coworker about how it isn't REALLY Irish soda bread because I put raisins in it.

"Real Irish soda bread only contains four ingredients: flour, salt, baking soda, and buttermilk," she informed me. "None of this sugar, yeast, raisins, and caraway seeds nonsense. Is that how you made it?"

I told her I used flour, salt, baking soda, and buttermilk, and raisins, because I like raisins. And I brushed the top with a little sugar.

Her: "That's better than most, but it's still not REAL Irish soda bread."

Me: "Well, and also, I didn't make it in Ireland. Don't worry, you don't have to eat it."

She did not find that amusing, I must be losing my touch! And she went back to her desk, still ranting about fake irish soda bread and how it makes her crazy.

My other coworkers have enjoyed it though. :D
snacky: (snacky princess snax)
Evidently we're getting a snowpocalypse this weekend. It's supposed to start snowing Friday morning. People are already planning not to come to work.

My boss said to me, "But you'll be here! You always come in on days it snows!"

And this is true, I do. But it's usually a light snow, or the snow has stopped and I just have to dig out and drive in.

I said, "Oh, I'll probably be here in the morning, but when it starts to snow, I'm leaving."

My boss was surprised. "But you're always here in the snow! You're a hearty New Englander!"

(She is from the Midwest. I thought they were hearty folk too, but evidently they have nothing on New Englanders.)

And I replied, "Sure, but I'm not an idiot and I don't drive in blizzards."

She has decided we're closing the office early, if the blizzard comes true.
snacky: (snacky blowing bubbles)
Hello! I could tell you about all the drama going on in my house (technically outside of the house) right now, but it is too long and involved and makes me crazy to think about. Basically, two things can sum the whole thing up:

1) Real life is not a reality show. Behaving like you think you're on a reality show is unappealing, horrible, and basically just demonstrates how crazy you really are.

2) There are times when life and the things we have to do seem hard, and overwhelming, and impossible. I understand this and have found myself in this position before. But if you are a woman, the solution to all these hard things is not to just lie down and say, "I can't do it! I need a man!" and ignore all the very real problems you have in your life until a man can come along to fix them.

Honestly. You don't want to know.


Work is going well! My boss let me go home early last Friday, because she had been out sick all week with the flu (sweeping my company like the plague) and I had filled in for her on several critical issues with the president of the company. She said, "I just want you to know I really appreciate you. I appreciate you and all you do."

This is such a change from the last batch of asshats I used to work with, that I was a bit overwhelmed when she said it.

Speaking of the last batch of asshats, I had dinner with my former coworker and friend F last week, and she reports that the asshats are still asshatting about, that they can't keep anyone in my former position, and they have eliminated the position of my supervisor, after the last one quit and told them she wasn't taking their blaming bullshit anymore. Things are not going so well, F says. In fact, she is looking for another job herself.

Oh, how my heart breaks from them. Not.


Last but not least, a meme! By way of [personal profile] musesfool:

Pick a character* I've written and I will give and explain the top five** ideas/concepts/etc I keep in mind while writing that character that I believe are essential to accurately depicting them.

* Try to make it someone I've written (including characters I RP'ed) or recently in order for me to answer.
** May not actually be five.
snacky: (narnia susan archer queen)
What is with me and my bad posting habits! I think I need to challenge myself to post daily. I'm sure I can scrape together something once a day, no matter how boring it is.


The new job is going very well! I love it, and they really seem to like me. Of course, it's a testament to how much I was beaten down by the old job that I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop and something to go wrong. /o\

My boss told me I could leave early last Friday, because I had gone "above and beyond" all week (we had a staff member out and some little emergencies, which I handled) and I was like, "...what? I have?" Thankfully I did not say that out loud.

But seriously, at my old job I would have had to amputate a diseased limb at my desk and keep working and all I would have got was, "You're going to stay late tonight to clean up the blood, right?"

So people actually appreciating my work is an odd and new sensation! I am enjoying it though!


Both the Remix Redux and Remix Madness archives are open. And two of my stories got remixed, whoot!

The first remix is Turned Towards and Away (The Branching Streams and Currents Remix) which is a gorgeous remix of my story "so the landscape before you looks just like the edge of the world". There are so many what-if scenarios that I would love to read more of!

Interestingly, this is the second remix of the same story, and I know that some people don't like that, but I love it - I love seeing all the different scenarios people can come up with from the same idea. And I can see how it's the story of mine that lends itself most easily to remixing too, so I'm kind of pleased by that, that I wrote an very remixable fic. :D

The second remix was from Remix Madness and it's More than memory (the those left behind because of an unbreakable vow with a backup makeshift life in waiting remix) in which the mystery author took four Three Sentence Ficathon fills I did (all featuring Susan Pevensie) and expanded them into a lovely Silmarillion/Narnia crossover with the crack OTP of Susan/Maglor. It's absolutely fantastic, and I love how the four ficlets were combined together into a story of loss, heartbreak, and in the end, hope.

I ended up writing four (!!) Remix fics, one for my original assignment and the three others for Remix Madness. I figure I'm pretty obvious, but if you can guess which ones I wrote, I'll give you a ficlet of your choice!
snacky: (I <3 books)
So, probably too early in my job to take off the afternoon and go home sick so I can read, right?

Right, I thought so.

But FitzOsbornes OMG! *grabby hands*
snacky: (hey!frank)
For those playing along at home, I started the NEW new job today.

I am trying not to jinx myself, but it seemed great. Really nice place, really nice people, a supervisor who seems both really smart and really cool and who really likes me, and just a good place to work for.

So! A good first day! We'll see what the next day brings!


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