Is Christopher Lee playing Grand Moff Tarkin's Grandfather?

No. I can't say I really care.

Cass~ma

Hi, Robin!

Yay for all the good things happening like vw's good job leads and bt's happierness.

The cat Sammie is in Cat-Heaven as there is a bird perched on the exterior window sill on one of the living room windows.

The cat Harvey thinks I need to lighten up. Life is silly, and I need to laugh more. I actually talked to an animal communicator and found that out... any one interested may read up on it at [link]

P.S. The short version is that the cats are cool with the moving to Minnesota thing. Does anyone have an RV we can borrow?

Vibing for cass. A hooray for vw. And for billytea, a wish that we see more of the new and improved version. I missed him on the first go-round.

Oy. Vey. I am 1500 posts behind in Natter and 900 behind in the now-closed Bitches. I'll never catch up.

connie, SLC was...interesting. I got a Stepford Wives feeling the entire time I was there. I'm sorry I didn't get to meet you, but the free time I had budgeted was eaten up by last-minute meetings. I should have stayed an extra day.

Was Monday night's weather typical? I thought the mountains themselves would blow over. Speaking of mountains, what a spectacular panorama. Gorgeous doesn't begin to cover it. One off-site event was held at the Olympic Park in Park City. It was nice to be high enough that my ears popped. Looking at snow-capped peaks in mid-May was a bit disconcerting.

So I'm home for a while, then I head to Nashville from June 6-9 and Detroit at the end of June. I think I have a good chance of finally catching up with meara in an airport.

Did I miss anything important?

::wonders if she should even ATTEMPT to read 2K posts::

Did I miss anything important?

I finished my Master's thesis but can't find a job.

::wonders if she should even ATTEMPT to read 2K posts::

I wussed out and didn't even try it after being gone for five days.

I finished my Master's thesis but can't find a job.

Woo hoo on the thesis-finishing, Sunil! Congratulations. The job will come soon enough, so enjoy this little bit of freedom while you can.

I wussed out and didn't even try it after being gone for five days.

If Cash wussed out, then there's no hope for me. Please to let both of us off the hook?

(off-the-hook~ma)

Such a lot of good news on my screen today! So nice to hear that BT is happy and seeing Aussie peregrine falcons from his workspace.

Cutiehead Owen: AAAAAaaaawwwwww.

Threadsuck and tell yourself you'll catch up later, when you have time, Maria. It's worked well for me.

Not, mind you, actually catching up, just lying to myself about it.

(edited because I don't know what "workled" means)

The job will come soon enough, so enjoy this little bit of freedom while you can.

I'm trying, but I feel like I'm not free until I have the promise of a cash flow in my future. And it doesn't help that my parents keep bugging me to move back home (and get a Ph.D., they will never shut up about the fucking Ph.D.), but I don't want to move right now, I need to stay put and get my bearings so I can find a real job, but I need money so I can afford to live.

Temping is good for cash-flow while you look for something "realer", P-C. I know there are lab work temp agencies, my dad's lab used one. Unfortunately, he's off driving Lewis and Clark's route with my mom until middle of next month, so I can't ask him for the name of it for you. But you can probably find one.

Of course, temping does carry the danger of trapping you in an unfulfilling job that pays just enough that yo can't justify quitting and not getting paid at all, but not enough so you can set aside money to live on for a period of not working but really applying yourself tio finding that real job. Though that doesn't seem to happen to other people nearly as often as it happens to me. So you might be safe.

Bitches, I need some reality testing.

One of the first things I told The Good Date was how scared I am of getting involved with someone, how difficult it was to trust anyone, how much my divorce broke my heart into a thousand tiny little pieces. He said all the right things, promised to try to earn my trust, and said he understood that it was going to be really important to operate without any pretense because any pretense would ping my "can't trust you" sensor right quick.

The second thing I told him was about how much I love poetry, how much I like writing poetry, how important the whole thing is to me. He said, "Wow, that's awesome."

A little bit later he asked if he could read any of my stuff. I said sure, and rattled off the URL to my website where I've got some stuff posted. He said, "Oh, really? You've got a site? Great!" And off he went to read some of my stuff. He sent me an email later saying how impressed he was, and I was really pleased. He had some intelligent things to say about some of the poems, which also pleased me greatly.

Fast-forward to today. I finished my last final yesterday afternoon (woo!), and suddenly have time to do about a billion things I haven't been able to do all semester. One of those things is to check the hit logs on my web site and see what kind of action there's been on the site.

I find one IP address in particular that's been hitting the page repeatedly, and I assume it's him. But we all know how assuming usually goes, so I did a whois and matched the IP address to his place of employment. Definitely him.

As I'm scanning back through the days, I find the first hit from that IP address. I notice that the referring URL is a Google search for my full name (which is on the site in small print in the copyright disclaimer). I notice also that the date on this visit is a *full week* before I told him about the site.

So he Googled me (which in and of itself doesn't really bother me), found my site, read my poetry, and then actively pretended he had no idea it existed when it came up in conversation.

Am I wrong to be angry? While it would be a stretch to say that he lied to me, it wasn't exactly a sin of omission either--he actively feigned ignorance after I spent hours pouring my guts out about how dfficult it is for me to trust people.

And if he engaged in this pretense, what others have occured?

I feel like this is really bad. I could use some perspective.