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I was going to try to write, wasn't I? Ugh. Translating is much easier, might be doing that instead. I just don't feel the urge at all.
Hope I didn't make an ass of myself on Tumblr, but it does bother me when someone has clearly gotten pictures from my own blog and doesn't link back to the page. They're not actually mine, and I don't want to be pompously ordering people around by claiming academic cred, but ... it just seems wrong to me. I dunno, I can never evaluate myself well because I've always been a little obsessed with getting the credit I believe I deserve.
I wrote to SewVacDirect through Amazon to see about replacing my dress form - the guy said he'd check with his manager because it's been such a long time, almost a year, but since I haven't hurt it at all I'm hopeful. Although part of me wonders if they didn't just send me a large by mistake, and I don't actually need a small. If they won't replace it, I'm going to try to surgically fix it, because it's doing me no good the way it is now.
There was drama at work today! Someone I used to talk to - but sort of dropped off with because we had gone over all of our similarities and she never brought up any new topics - sat down and told me that we talked about what I'm interested in, but then when she brought up things she was interested in I shut down and gave her "disinterested vibes". I apologized because I know that I have a very flat effect, and unless I'm so excited that I'm animated my presentation tends to be low-energy, but she actually said no, that's not it. Bzuh? Melissa thinks she's somewhat jealous because I am animated with Sean and do a lot with him during the day - but it's silly of her, because the reason I do that is Sean asks me to walk to the cafe, etc. and comes up with all kinds of random conversation topics to distract himself during the day. So weird. And not only did she say all this despite the fact that I'm leaving there in a few weeks, she specifically said that she was telling me because I was leaving.
The whole thing made me really stressed and paranoid the rest of the day, so I'm not planning on adjusting my talking-to-her habits at all.
( more Death Comes to Pemberley )
Hope I didn't make an ass of myself on Tumblr, but it does bother me when someone has clearly gotten pictures from my own blog and doesn't link back to the page. They're not actually mine, and I don't want to be pompously ordering people around by claiming academic cred, but ... it just seems wrong to me. I dunno, I can never evaluate myself well because I've always been a little obsessed with getting the credit I believe I deserve.
I wrote to SewVacDirect through Amazon to see about replacing my dress form - the guy said he'd check with his manager because it's been such a long time, almost a year, but since I haven't hurt it at all I'm hopeful. Although part of me wonders if they didn't just send me a large by mistake, and I don't actually need a small. If they won't replace it, I'm going to try to surgically fix it, because it's doing me no good the way it is now.
There was drama at work today! Someone I used to talk to - but sort of dropped off with because we had gone over all of our similarities and she never brought up any new topics - sat down and told me that we talked about what I'm interested in, but then when she brought up things she was interested in I shut down and gave her "disinterested vibes". I apologized because I know that I have a very flat effect, and unless I'm so excited that I'm animated my presentation tends to be low-energy, but she actually said no, that's not it. Bzuh? Melissa thinks she's somewhat jealous because I am animated with Sean and do a lot with him during the day - but it's silly of her, because the reason I do that is Sean asks me to walk to the cafe, etc. and comes up with all kinds of random conversation topics to distract himself during the day. So weird. And not only did she say all this despite the fact that I'm leaving there in a few weeks, she specifically said that she was telling me because I was leaving.
The whole thing made me really stressed and paranoid the rest of the day, so I'm not planning on adjusting my talking-to-her habits at all.
( more Death Comes to Pemberley )
