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Aug. 31st, 2010 08:29 pm
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So much prettier than the peacocks, man. I approve of LJ's silhouette-butterflies.

Ugh, [livejournal.com profile] whoverse_las! Just, UGH. I did finally pound something out, but I'm not even remotely happy with it.

I got my hair cut. I don't like it as much as my last haircut, but at least it tamed the craaaaazy looking bush I was beginning to grow. I wish the layers were a little more... layerie. I like the choppy look. And because I had it done at the local ~organic~ place, it cost about $15 more than I was expecting. Not making that mistake again, even though I loved the smell of their products.

Last night I played with my dinner and it got rec'd on [livejournal.com profile] torchwood_house and wrecked on [livejournal.com profile] who_anon. It was a surreal evening all around.

ETA: (socially unconscious this week, lol... I've been meaning to do this for days now)



[livejournal.com profile] tw_gleeclub is hosting a whoverse lightning round to raise money for Pakistan!

Bidding begins on Thursday, September 2nd, and closes on Sunday, September 5th, and will follow a bidder's choice format. I plan on bidding at least once, and hopefully I'll have time to fill a few as well. :)

More information can be found here!

Hugs?

Aug. 13th, 2010 01:27 pm
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I hate it when, after telling a woman something they don't want to hear, they then sic their husbands on me. Seriously. "You suck" with a side order of "grow a spine". Just because your 300lb keeper is getting all up in my face, it doesn't make me any less able to to provide you with a room on a night we've been sold out for six months, or to jam a second cot into your room with one queen bed because you booked through priceline and that's what they gave you. It just means I'm going to stop dealing with you, and you can call back on Monday when there's a manager available for you to abuse. If I ever see William Shatner, there are gonna be some words, lemme tell you.
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THANK YOU to whoever nominated me to the Children of Time awards!

Why do Keith Olbermann and Rachel Maddow insist on going on vacation at once? They're confusing my morning ritual of gratuitous lefty news consumption. Chris Hayes is cute, though.

I'm probably sticking around at the Holiday Inn, even though it chafes to do so, and I really want to stomp out in a rage of workers' rights and solidarity. But, I have seniority and benefits and a plan there. Our management company pays for half the cost of classes directly related to the pursuit of a hospitality degree. And they'll pay for all my books. I guess this is the price for which I'll swallow my pride. I'm going to compromise by making a lot of noise about getting security cameras installed. A. Lot. Of. Noise.

Going to my mom's house to do laundry! Will try to write something before she comes home -- the meme prompts, and my entry for [livejournal.com profile] whoverse_las entry. And PS -- [livejournal.com profile] whoverse_las, WHERE DID ALL YOUR PARTICIPANTS COME FROM!? Holy shit! Assuming one person expelled per two week period, this challenge is looking to run two years and change. Eek!

Ok, going to pick my dirty laundry out of all the random places it tends to end up.

PPS -- I really want to go see Inception! This needs to happen!

Here, have a gif. <3

lullabelle: (Default)
Earlier this evening, I foolishly let myself get pulled into this swirling abyss of wank. I decided that next time I want to be prepared.

If you're not looking forward to the new season, it's cool. A lot of people aren't. If you're not up for a gentle sporking, however, you may want to give this a pass.

I think tonight was a blackout. )
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There's been a lot of !fail going around the internet lately. There was the whole Supernatural RPF in Haiti debacle involving race, and non-whites being used as props as opposed to actual people, and there was a lovely piece regarding Independence Day and the erasure of cultural identity in favor of Just Being American that was so chock full of fail that just thinking about it makes me break out in hives. I'm Irish-American, third/fourth generation by way of Boston, and proud of it. I have a rich and interesting familial history that reads like something out of a mob novel. On my father's side, my grandfather was one of 12 children, and my grandmother was one of 14. Basically, I'm related to half of the city, and I consider it part of my identity though I've never actually lived there. I'd never give up my hyphens for anything. The fact that I can retain my hyphens is part of what makes living here so great.

So, there's two cents worth.

Basically, I've been avoiding all of these arguments because I don't like arguments, which is shitty of me, because I have an opinion, and a !fail argument has finally bit me in the ass personally.

Tonight that horrible, horrible stereotype of bisexual people being unable to "pick a team" reared its ugly head at me, and honestly, I've heard it before, but I heard it tonight from somewhere so unexpected that it actually hurt. Today I was told that I "barely counted" as queer. And I was so shocked that I didn't say anything. I at least managed to leave the apartment before I started crying, which I think counts for something. Honestly, this sentiment is not new; I was just so unprepared for it. The person who said it to me is a queer male liberal. I knew this same person when he was a straight female conservative. And I have been there for him through all of it. I have been supportive. He's hurt me a bit before with careless commentary. This is the first time his passive aggression has crossed the line into plain old aggression.

What the fuck.

It just kills me, because he's worked as a volunteer for emergency suicide hotlines. So he'll talk strangers off a cliff, but he'll slap friends in the face. I don't even know how to respond. I don't think I want to. I hate this kind of conflict. He should know better. He does know better. To be involved in all the things he's involved with, he fucking must.

I have enough shit to deal with, really. I'm not a huge fan of the term "bisexual" because it adheres to a gender binary that I don't support, but I'll often use it because I don't like having to explain the concept of pansexuality, and because "pansexual" sounds snotty. I don't really like the word, even if it is more accurate. I'll use the term "queer" if I can at all get away with it. I have had roughly the same number of female partners -- in both relationships and ill-advised sexual encounters -- as I have male partners, not that something like that should matter. But one half of my relationship experience has just been completely discounted, because evidently I cannot fully commit to it. I'm not sure which half. I don't care. I matter, goddammit.

ETA: He called to apologize, and told me he realizes that dismissing my opinions out-of-hand in that way was uncool. I accepted his apology, and told him I was sorry for storming out of his apartment like a drama queen instead of simply standing up for myself, which is what I should have done. I think he would have been receptive if I told him what about his statement had upset me, and why. I'm gonna call this one water under the bridge.
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So the boss's son is "interning" with us. Again. Ugh.

He's socially awkward, not incredibly bright, stares, and wanders off at inopportune times. I get him 3+ days a week. He needs babysitting. We were operating at zero last summer in terms of staff. Like, the bare minimum we could get away with. This summer we will be working at less than zero, because we survived last summer, obviously we can work harder. I really do not have time to entertain the owner's spoiled adultolescent.

But, anyway. That's not the funny bit. I'm bringing the humor this morning because I'm at work an hour and a half early.

Head maintenance engineer is telling a joke. His jokes are never particularly funny, even when they're not racist or sexist.

A little dirty, but nothing too horrifying... The Joke: )

...

Now, the funny: )

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