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hah hah hah. Screw you, uterus. You can just go to hell.
REALLY, IT'S NOT THE CRAMPS THAT GET ME, IT'S THE FUCKING LOWER BACK PAIN, BUT WHATEVER.
BUT. Actually, my week is going pretty well. Yesterday kinda sucked, because the power in the entire section of town where I work was out, and we all drove in on streets with no traffic lights and no cops--major routes, too, where the traffic never slows down, even early in the morning, and no one yields voluntarily. We had to turn over promo tables in the dark, using flashlights, and we ended up stacking dozens of old books at Customer Service, because we couldn't use the hand-held scanners with the computer systems down. It put us behind by a couple of hours, and the manager was exhorting us to get them put away as fast as possible. I spent much of the morning feeling that I could not do anything right for anyone, which is not a nice way to feel. My day improved dramatically when I went into the breakroom and found a copy of Megan Whalen Turner's newest book, The King of Attolia, sitting on the table (it's been six years since the last one, and I'd given up hope that there'd ever be another). I quite literally exclaimed, "Holy fucking shit, what is this?" And they said, "It's an uncorrected proof; the publishers send 'em to us. Want it?" "Oh my god, yes, hell yes, thank you," I replied, stuffing it in my bag, and cackling with glee.
I've basically been in a good mood ever since.
Also, I finally got my car registered. They charged me through the nose for it, and I'm offended in principle, but it's a relief to have made the deadline. Now I just need to get the emissions test done, and I can stop worrying about this sort of "do the paperwork or the law will come after you" crap until April. (Here in Mass, of course, we call it the "lawr.")
I didn't get any sweet free swag today, but I did buy Vol. 2 for both MeriPuri and Ultra Maniac, my favorites of the shoujo titles I've been reading lately, and snagged the only copy of Death Note Vol. 1 on the shelf, so I'm feeling up despite being tired and unpleasantly menstrual.
Other trivia:
1) I have the best idea for a counselor app ever in the history of CFUD. ...if I can ever find the time to write it.
2) My birthday is the 18th, and my paid account and icons expire shortly before that. Hint, hint. ::cough::
3) My favorite thing about Ultra Maniac is the creator's musing on how she'd originally planned the main characters to be a demon boy and a human girl, and to have them fall in love. Instead, she made them both girls. It it, no doubt, purely coincidental that their character designs are in the Sachiko-and-Yumi mold (this is shoujo het, after all and besides, Nina isn't voiced by Ueda Kana in the anime, how suggestive can it be?). But you know if Ayu and Nina were boys, people would be citing these comments in their ship manifestos as proof that it's not really subtext, and that Nina's repeated fuckups of Ayu's love life were actually attempts to save Ayu for herself. Le hee.
4) My favorite thing about MeriPuri is the utter wrongness of the very premise. Dear sweet baby jesus god in heaven, there is no scenario to bizarre for shoujo to explore, is there? As with Ayu, Airi's obsession with the perfect romance--and her willingness to do or be stupid things for the sake of getting a boyfriend--just makes me want to wag my finger gently at her. I am growing tolerant in my old age.
5) I did mention that birthday?
REALLY, IT'S NOT THE CRAMPS THAT GET ME, IT'S THE FUCKING LOWER BACK PAIN, BUT WHATEVER.
BUT. Actually, my week is going pretty well. Yesterday kinda sucked, because the power in the entire section of town where I work was out, and we all drove in on streets with no traffic lights and no cops--major routes, too, where the traffic never slows down, even early in the morning, and no one yields voluntarily. We had to turn over promo tables in the dark, using flashlights, and we ended up stacking dozens of old books at Customer Service, because we couldn't use the hand-held scanners with the computer systems down. It put us behind by a couple of hours, and the manager was exhorting us to get them put away as fast as possible. I spent much of the morning feeling that I could not do anything right for anyone, which is not a nice way to feel. My day improved dramatically when I went into the breakroom and found a copy of Megan Whalen Turner's newest book, The King of Attolia, sitting on the table (it's been six years since the last one, and I'd given up hope that there'd ever be another). I quite literally exclaimed, "Holy fucking shit, what is this?" And they said, "It's an uncorrected proof; the publishers send 'em to us. Want it?" "Oh my god, yes, hell yes, thank you," I replied, stuffing it in my bag, and cackling with glee.
I've basically been in a good mood ever since.
Also, I finally got my car registered. They charged me through the nose for it, and I'm offended in principle, but it's a relief to have made the deadline. Now I just need to get the emissions test done, and I can stop worrying about this sort of "do the paperwork or the law will come after you" crap until April. (Here in Mass, of course, we call it the "lawr.")
I didn't get any sweet free swag today, but I did buy Vol. 2 for both MeriPuri and Ultra Maniac, my favorites of the shoujo titles I've been reading lately, and snagged the only copy of Death Note Vol. 1 on the shelf, so I'm feeling up despite being tired and unpleasantly menstrual.
Other trivia:
1) I have the best idea for a counselor app ever in the history of CFUD. ...if I can ever find the time to write it.
2) My birthday is the 18th, and my paid account and icons expire shortly before that. Hint, hint. ::cough::
3) My favorite thing about Ultra Maniac is the creator's musing on how she'd originally planned the main characters to be a demon boy and a human girl, and to have them fall in love. Instead, she made them both girls. It it, no doubt, purely coincidental that their character designs are in the Sachiko-and-Yumi mold (this is shoujo het, after all and besides, Nina isn't voiced by Ueda Kana in the anime, how suggestive can it be?). But you know if Ayu and Nina were boys, people would be citing these comments in their ship manifestos as proof that it's not really subtext, and that Nina's repeated fuckups of Ayu's love life were actually attempts to save Ayu for herself. Le hee.
4) My favorite thing about MeriPuri is the utter wrongness of the very premise. Dear sweet baby jesus god in heaven, there is no scenario to bizarre for shoujo to explore, is there? As with Ayu, Airi's obsession with the perfect romance--and her willingness to do or be stupid things for the sake of getting a boyfriend--just makes me want to wag my finger gently at her. I am growing tolerant in my old age.
5) I did mention that birthday?
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my senior thesis will survive itwhat to do with re-applying or whatever and stuff. And I am also kind of wanting to apply as a counselor, but I'd want to apply as an anime/manga woman (just for gender balance, and because I don't want my ability to channel testosterone to wear out completely) and I am realizing with a sinking feeling how few strong authoritative older animanga women I know (military women excluded, because my military-faking-skillz are not l33t and also military power can be a cop-out power).4. I should be more creeped out by the way that Aram is slowly changing due to the effects of 17-year-old-hormones washing his brain, but instead I loooove it. Merupuri is sweet beautiful sexy wrong romantic crack, and Borders did not have volume 2 on Tuesday and I HATES them and will be going to Barnes & Noble on Saturday. I need volume 4 like air, man. (And I need someone to app as Aram at CFUD so that the entire world can go "OH HELL
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