Poor Epic!

My "Am I Weird?" Question of the Day:

Last night I confided to DH that my current plan for an utterly useless and frivolous purchase from my first-ever advance check, assuming I sell either the wip or one of the other two ideas currently knocking around in my brain with a Napoleonic-era military hero, was to buy a replica of a weapon my hero might use. I'd keep it on display once I finally have a proper office, and maybe use it in the historical talks/demonstrations I'll get to do as a reallyo trulyo Published Author.

The way DH reacted, you'd think I'd planned to buy an AK-47 or start carrying concealed. ("You want to bring a GUN into THIS HOUSE?!") I just couldn't make him see the "souvenir of the world I'm writing about" aspect. And I think he's freaked out by guns in a way I'm not because I grew up around hunters and for the first 18 years of my life lived with a GUN in the HOUSE, though Dad never hunted much.

So. Am I weird to want a gun?

I wouldn't want a functional gun in the same household as a kid; there were too many terrible newspaper stories in North Carolina about kids stealing the keys to the guncase and managing to kill themselves or a friend.

So. Am I weird to want a gun?

It's not an Uzi or anything. Which is my way of saying, No.

Hell, I hate guns, but I play with swords. Well, foils. But still.

I wouldn't want a functional gun in the same household as a kid

That's how I am. I'd be too nervous about the kids getting it somehow.

"y'know, the fact that your tech didn't bother to hook up the vid card in the first place is an indicator that I don't want to buy your crap"

Ah, if only it was this far into the process even. My problem is that I decided to pay for a few hundred bucks of my mom's computer for her, to help her out, and they charged friggin' everything to my card. Right now I'd be happy if I could just get the charges straight, and maybe if they'd throw in the USB cable for the "free" printer ("that nobody bothered to tell me wasn't included" she muttered under her breath)

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**Sobs** I don't believe you anymore!!

57:35 and counting...

Posted here so that Jilli will see it: An Open Letter to Tim Burton

I feel 50% less blinvisible. One of the freelance clients e-mailed me back. I had to make sure -- before I started working on the project -- that they were aware of/fine with paying my fee. Dude accepted it without one bit of haggling, which leads me to think I could have gouged him for a couple hundred more. But no big.

I have someone answering my e-mails -- so he knows I exist, but he's only answering 1/3 of the questions in each one.

Susan, it doesn't work does it?

I'm a little reluctant to have a gun in the house due ot the kid factor, but then, my grandparents had some Egyptian rifle on their mantle with my mom and her brothers growing up and a gaggle of grandkids.

Posted here so that Jilli will see it: An Open Letter to Tim Burton

pounds head on desk

This just adds to my ever-growing hate and distaste for PR and Marketing firms. Sure, target any subculture you can so you can try and get them to spend money, but don't actually, y'know, have anything to do with them. Bar them from your events. Because they're scary and ooky.