When is Onerous Task Day? Is it today? I have applied for two different jobs, gone through the hoops to defer/reschedule the jury summons sent to me, and planned the meals and grocery list for this week. I would like a sparkly gold star now.

(I would also like some sense that my resumes aren't just vanishing into HR black holes.)

Relevant to earlier discussion: according to Twitter, the OWS LIbrary (and other belongings) is in storage, not dumpsters. So that's something.

I discovered this because my town now has a food truck! So of course I had to follow it on twitter. The flow of information, it is peculiar.

And I get a lot of self-worth out of being right (possibly more than is healthy). So it's difficult to get myself to let go of that.

Can you keep the feeling but suppress the expression of it at work? Vent here. Feel morally superior. But just accept it as static at the office and something to be worked around?

It might be if things erode around her enough, she'll have to change. But it's slow and you need to find ways to deal with the situation now.

Yes, rock analogies. I couldn't make climbing analogies work, so I got as close as I could.

I would like a sparkly gold star now.

Gold fangs.

For Jilli - [link]

You know, the thing about the internet arguing is that I am at least writing, now.

Rage. It's what's for writer's block.

Hah, Allyson!

Also, Cass, more good advice! I shall try to follow it.

Dana and other Due South fans might enjoy this interview with David Marciano: [link]

Allyson, have you read Touched with Fire?

For two years!

Yup, that's how Mormon missions go, you are completely in another person's pocket for two years. Generally, though, you're not with the same person for the whole two years, because people get assigned to different locations and they go home at different times. They also want to have newbies paired up with older hands. So every few months you get to have a closer-than-married relationship with someone new that you don't choose.

I am onerousing today, but it is because it is my deadline. I am not enjoying the experience.

Earlier today I told the SO that some people, given a time machine, would go back in time and fix things with a loved one, avert a worldwide disaster, give sage advice to people of the past. I? Would go back to myself, a year ago today, and ask myself, "What the fuck were you doing?" I am sure that Past!Me would have an excellent explanation for why, exactly, she made a thousand dollar adjustment to the accumulated depreciation fund.

However, if I had a time machine, I would probably be being plagued right now by Future!Me, asking me why the fuck I zeroed out all the relevant depreciation entries.