That is sensible, Teppy, and it's what they would want to learn. They don't want to burn you out, after all.
When my boss (okay, and here's the thing about being a freelancer; the AMA is technically my client, and she's not really my "boss," but I can't get out of that mindset...and maybe that's a big part of my problem) sends emails to the whole group of freelance editors, she often uses the phrase "let me know how much work you will be taking." And that does position it as though we (the freelancers) have a say in this, *because* we're contractors.
It's been almost a year, and I think I don't have the mindset of being a contractor, as opposed to working for The Man. I think I need a How to Think Like a Contractor handbook.
Speaking of charities...we just got back from UCLA's Children's Hospital big shindig - They rent out the Santa Monica Pier and give away trunks-full of toys at the midway games. It was NUTS.
I envy those of you getting the Fall weather. Mid to high 80s here. I did an hours worth of yard work today and am now cooling off and hydrating before I go out and plant two giant mum plants I bought today.
So I just poked around the new condo on the corner, and it's nice, but JFC -- it's listed at $1.35 MILLION DOLLARS. I want to ring some kind of bell on the street so all of us current residents can talk about it.
This is the townhouse next door to me. Granted, I don't think they'll get the asking price, but STILL. Ridic!
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For some reason, I always think "trulia" is another sweetener when I first hear it. (But that's truvia, I guess? There are too many now.)
That said, that's a gorgeous house.
The place by me is bigger, and new construction, but STILL.
We went to Cyclavia today since Franny's science teacher will give her extra credit for it, and, you know, because bikes. It was stupid hot but very fun, and I got to cool off with a cucumber/lime/mint popsicle. Delicious. But now my brain is toasty. oops.
Burrell we should have dumplings soon!
Yes! Although we are going to HMB next weekend to celebrate my sister's birthday. But mine is the week after, so maybe then? We can figure something out one of these weeks anyway. I still haven't made that sangria either.
Roust to attack the enormous ass sitting on her with his tail draped across her face, or stay in warm nest? This is Pumpkin's dilemma. She's occasionally biting the tail, but just the fur. I think they think 67 is too cold.
The Bowie exhibit was great! I'd forgotten how obsessed i was with Bowie back when i was in high school and college. He was my first celebrity crush.
He was a huge influence on my musical tastes, second only to Lou Reed. Looking back on it, Bowie influenced me in other ways. I was raised in a very homophobic environment. I didn't know any GLBT people until I was 20, so I didn't have much of a reason to question all the homophobia I was raised with. Except when I was a freshman in college I'd catch shit from people for liking Bowie (because he'd told the press he was gay in the early '70s). So when people asked me, "How can you like him? He's gay." I'd just say, "I don't care." Which was the beginnings of me realizing homophobia was bullshit. And I've always been kind of androgynous, and I think my Bowie fandom helped me accept that.
When I turned 20, my best friend came out to me. Shortly after, he started asking me questions about my sexuality. He said, "You know how in
Hair,
someone asks one of the long-haired guys if he was gay, and he responded, 'Well, I wouldn't kick Mick Jagger out of my bed!' Would you kick David Bowie out of your bed?"
I had to think about that (because at that point I considered myself straight). I don't remember what my answer was. Of course now I'd answer, "Hell, no!"
