So I'm almost to the end on my rewatch of Buffy S7.
Some things about it improve on rewatch, but there are still several parts of it that are just irritating and bad. And Rona is nothing but crappy attitude from the moment she shows up.
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So I'm almost to the end on my rewatch of Buffy S7.
Some things about it improve on rewatch, but there are still several parts of it that are just irritating and bad. And Rona is nothing but crappy attitude from the moment she shows up.
Finally home. Long call. The SoundLab is installed. Pretty cool. Tomorrow the group gets to patch and tune it while I sit in a rigging class. I think they got the good end of that deal.
Here is a photosynth with it all in. There was a hink in the truss closest to me, but, eh. Ya get the idea: [link]
When they close the air wall tomorrow, I'll do one from the center of the room including looking up. Hopefully it will come out cool.
Here is a photosynth with it all in. There was a hink in the truss closest to me, but, eh. Ya get the idea: [link]
Nice!
I have succeeded in getting the electric bill, water bill, and monthly trash fee put in our name for the house, made a list of questions to ask the doctor today, and printed up my list of meds. And I have been awake for less than an hour!
I envy your productivity.
I have a lot of unproductive days recently to make up for. I even called the cable company before I left.
Now I am at the doctor's office waiting for the doctor. Is there any spare calm~ma lying around?
Calm~ma, sj. I hope things go great. Also, yay productivity!
Man, work is weird today. We're all sad, but we have a lot of shit to do (because, you know, it's work).
Lots of calm~ma, sj.
Sending supportive thoughts your way, Steph.
I am also being productive. I did all the dishes, swept my bedroom floor, tidied the bedroom for about ten minutes, took out recycling, and now I'm doing laundry while I look for jobs online.
Speaking of, today's WTF posting of the day: [link]
Two tastes that... really don't go together.
The good: the doctor was really nice, said I was doing everything I am suppose to do, and was very calm and non-judgy.
The bad: I really thought she was going to say automatic c-section which she didn't, but she also said that the chances of me getting an epidural are slim to none.
sj, why is that bad? I am pregno-ignorant.
I'm on hold with unemployment, eighteen minutes and counting! In that time I folded a load and a half of laundry, opened my mail, and ate some rice pudding. Mmmm, rice pudding.
Looking for a job is depressing, yo. Especially when you don't know what you want to do, but you know it's not that, or that, or that, or dear god no not that...