Nonlinear Aeroelastic Simulation of a Full-Span Aircraft with Oscillating Control Surfaces issue.

This. Definitely. I always fall for those Nonlinear Aeroelastic Simulation of a Full-Span Aircraft with Oscillating Control Surfaces fellas.

Happy Birthday, Nora!

Gud, I wish I knew something magical to say to make it all better.

My default theory, Teppy, is "when in doubt, assume clueless." There's just a lot of clueless out there. It's a variation on "Never attribute to malice what can be explained by incompetence."

This. Definitely. I always fall for those Nonlinear Aeroelastic Simulation of a Full-Span Aircraft with Oscillating Control Surfaces fellas.

I dunno - I got distracted when Gud was talking about the Long Cylinders Subjected to External Hydrostatic Pressure - ooh baby!

My crush boy thinks he is a recovering man-ho. I worry that to prove his new!Improved!fidelitous nature he will stay with this chick too long and she will fuck him up.(If he is a man-ho, I suspect that needs a more, right?) I wrote him a poem about it once.

I can't decide if his behavior is more of a Stability of Anisotropic Laminated Rings and Long Cylinders Subjected to External Hydrostatic Pressure issue or a Nonlinear Aeroelastic Simulation of a Full-Span Aircraft with Oscillating Control Surfaces issue.

dead from the sexy.

My default theory, Teppy, is "when in doubt, assume clueless."

I may just have to punch him in the throat.

I may just have to punch him in the throat.

I'll come down and help. I think he loves the idea that you have a crush on him. It's an ego boost for him. And he thinks that by throwing you a bone by flirting, he's being a nice guy. Clueless booger. Mixed messages are a shitty thing to do to someone you've just shot down.

I had a gay friend who thought it was cool when straight women had crushes on him. He would flirt up a storm with these women and do other things to encourage the crushes.

My default theory, Teppy, is "when in doubt, assume clueless." There's just a lot of clueless out there. It's a variation on "Never attribute to malice what can be explained by incompetence."

Ginger is wise. I suspect that some combination of clueless and juliana's descriptive dance thing is closest, but tough to tell without meeting the doofus in question. As someone highly signal-oblivious myself (but hey, not -that- oblivious, I hasten to add), this would be my best guess.

Thanks, y'all. I can claim all I want that I know I'm swimming against the genre current, and that therefore it may take longer to get published, but it the long run being different and having a distinctive voice are Good Things, so that's fine with me. But when it comes down to it, what I want is for the world to Recognize My Genius, preferably in the form of a three-book contract, which I would've loved to have gotten for my first book, but am prepared to accept from any of my A-list publishers this January, as soon as the WIP is out the door.

Want it all! Want it now!