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(no subject) [May. 10th, 2012|08:33 pm]
I cannot refrain from visiting whenobamaendorsed.tumblr.com like every half hour or something because it amuses me that much.
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(no subject) [May. 5th, 2012|10:32 pm]
So, I think I am slowly groping my way back towards being a vaguely human person, but it is too early to crack out the champagne, and only partly because my house is so full of booze that we don't have room to add a bottle of champagne.

I've got a month hiatus from my freelancing gig, and the degree to which I am happy and relieved about this suggests that maybe I shouldn't have the damn job at all, because I have been totally over having two jobs since about a month after I started having two jobs. Those few hours had lately been managing to expand to fill up my entire week, because I didn't have the focus to just buckle down and do them after getting out of work #1, and then they would eat every afternoon and the weekends. So this is a good thing, and I'm trying not to think about what happens when I have to start up again in June because it kind of makes me want to crawl under my bed and stay there.

Project "Get the fuck out of the house and socialize once in a while" is going pretty well--I have dragged my lazy arse out to Worcester and made Liz and Josh each come visit me; I have gotten back in touch with a few Clark friends who are living in Boston whom I had basically totally ignored all winter; I went to a bar on a weeknight (this is super big for me); I even went to a party where I didn't know anyone very well and got embarrassingly drunk (I do hope I never again find myself telling myself "Self, I know this sounds like too much work, but you will go out and get shitfaced with a bunch of strangers anyway, for your mental health"); and our house threw a party last night, which is the first time we've done that. (The biggest issue with Project Get the Fuck Out of the House has so far been the requests for dates, but since I can apparently now garner those without leaving the house, which is a long and awkward story that I don't want to go into here, I suppose it doesn't matter.)

Hundred Book Challenge this year is going to be failed and failed hard; I will probably also fail the fifty, because looking at more pages of books after work is starting to not be the thing I want to be doing in my free time, so I keep getting distracted when I try. I also keep getting distracted because I am generally still stupidly distractable. I am working on this.

I am avoiding making any of the major life decisions that I have to make soon, like figuring out where I'm going to live next year, although I have been keeping myself entertained making expensive but frivolous life decisions, like having my hair professionally dyed red. I am trying to decide whether or not to get another ear piercing, as well.

Tomorrow's projects are "cardio" and "go to the coffeeshop and write like you're supposed to be doing every week"; we will see if I'm productive enough to pull them both off.

PS Look! I writed a journal entry! This is an improvement!
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(no subject) [Apr. 13th, 2012|10:46 pm]
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Coming out of this winter I realize that I have lost pretty much all discipline, willpower, focus, productive drive, etc.

I think I need to take a vacation that is neither procrastination nor unemployment, and then get down to the business of doing the billion and one things that I really do want to be doing with myself these days (I have stuff to write and read and learn, and people to see, and a city to explore! Also, I need to clean my room!) instead of just watching TV and bumming around on the Internet.

I don't even post here any more and that's about as lazy and bumming-around-on-the-internetty as it gets.

In other news, I have managed to accidentally scratch my face open every day this week. What the frak, self?
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Things that I am having fun with right now [Mar. 18th, 2012|10:25 pm]
1. The second season of Game of Thrones starting April 1

2. The Sims Medieval

3. Castleville

DO YOU SEE A THEME HERE

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4. The new Nightwish album

5. I am reading Too Big To Fail, which is about the housing crisis and the bank bailout, and there is a part of my brain that keeps expecting dragons or vampires or something like that to show up just because my brain is so squarely in Fantasyland right now.

I'm in one of those really uneventful periods of life lately, and I like it. I suppose I will have to prepare for more of a "stuff happening and having to make life decisions" periods during the summer, but right now I'm really glad to say that I have very little going on. I go back and forth between periods where I work all the time and periods where I work a regular amount and then have spare time to write and veg out. It rocks.
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Individual store responds to customer feedback on new product; nation's white dudes totally outraged [Feb. 26th, 2012|01:54 pm]
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If you live in Boston, you may have heard some version of this story, in which the Ben & Jerry's franchise at Harvard Square decided to make a flavor for Jeremy Lin, apparently couldn't remember anything about Jeremy Lin other than that he's Chinese-American, and decided to mix lychee and fortune cookie pieces in with plain vanilla FroYo. The initial test batch received complaints that the fortune cookie pieces were soggy, and some sort of "initial backlash" that has not been reported on in detail anywhere, meaning that it could have ranged anywhere from someone throwing a giant fit and threatening to sue, to a few people giving it a side-eye or eyerolls or disdainful glances down the nose, or any number of critical comments in between. As sometimes happens when a new product is introduced and is doing an initial run at only one location, the store responded to its customers' comments by tweaking their product--in this case, replacing the soggy fortune cookie pieces with waffle cone.

Whether or not you live in Boston, by this time, you may have heard the version of this story that goes "THE PC POLICE BULLIED BEN AND JERRY'S (THE ENTIRE CORPORATION) INTO RUINING A PERFECTLY DELICIOUS FLAVOR FOR NO REASON AT ALL EXCEPT THAT THEY HATE FUN AND DELICIOUSNESS, AND ETHNIC STEREOTYPING IS TOTALLY NOT RACIST AT ALL AND YOU ARE JUST LOOKING FOR THINGS TO GET OFFENDED ABOUT AND MAKING A BIG DEAL OUT OF NOTHING, BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY THE ONLY OPTIONS ARE 'BIG DEAL' AND 'NO DEAL AT ALL', AND THE ONLY LEVELS OF PROBLEMS ARE 'NOTHING' AND 'KKK RALLY,' BECAUSE NOBODY WOULD EVER MAKE MILDLY CRITICAL COMMENTS ABOUT SOMETHING MILDLY RACIST, LET ALONE RESPOND TO THEM, BECAUSE MIDDLING LEVELS OF THINGS DON'T EXIST IN MY SIMPLIFIED WORLDVIEW."

Duuuuuuuuuuuudes. If Ben & Jerry's does not want to be even a little bit questionably racist, they are perfectly allowed to realize when they are being a little bit questionably racist by accident and quietly knock it off. You do not have to have massively and irredeemably pissed off every single Chinese person ever so badly that they'll never talk to you again in order to decide that maybe you should not always keep doing exactly what you're doing.

The original flavor may not have been particularly malicious, but it was definitely the sort of thing where you can, in the manner of Yo, Is This Racist?, imagine the creative session where this was greenlit:

"We have to make a flavor for Jeremy Lin!"
"Who's Jeremy Lin?"
"A famous Chinese dude."
"What Chinese foods would work in ice cream?"
"Er... lychee?"
"Good! What else?"
"Fortune cookies?"
"Excellent! Throw it in the FroYo and put it in a carton."

~FIN~

Is this malicious and motivated by intense hatred of Chinese people? No. Do you know what it is? LAZY. Way motherfucking lazy. It's lazy, half-assed, lazy, ill-thought-out, lazy, slapdash, and lazy. Do you know what you call it when you get as far as someone's ethnicity and are then too lazy to continue putting in thought or effort into what you're doing?

motha fuckin RACISM

The fact that they didn't seem to actually test whether the foods they're putting together ACTUALLY went well together or just sounded good also highlights how little thought went into the whole process, which does make the whole thing come off as more racist than if the product had turned out actually meet the same level of quality we expect from Ben & Jerry's. And it makes it particularly irritating that one of the more frequent responses I've heard to this is a sort of knee-jerk "That sounds delicious!" Yeah, it does sound delicious, off the bat; this is likely part of why they decided to put in the ice cream instead of, like, sweet and sour sauce. However, it would appear that it did not turn out to actually be all that delicious in actuality (and if they'd given it a second thought instead of moving right from "sounds good off the bat" to "serve it to people in actuality," it might have occurred to someone that fortune cookies are an extremely porous baked good and get soggy if you look at them sadly, and that ice cream starts to melt immediately at the temperatures you generally eat it). Businesses do not survive by refusing to fix problems with their products and digging their heels in going "Nuh uh, it totally SOUNDS fine, so it IS fine."

Also, even if you still think that something being lazy and stupid in regards to race is totally not the same thing as being racist, because it's not mean, it's just lazy and stupid, guess what: Lazy and stupid are not virtues. You should not strive for them. You should not be focused on how much lazy and stupid you can get away with before it becomes racist/sexist/whatever; you should be trying to be as not-lazy and not-stupid as you can be, and if someone points out that something you're doing is lazy and stupid, that is also a valid criticism and you should respond to it, even if it's got nothing to do with racism whatsoever. And while lazy shit might fly in some spaces, I see absolutely no idea why Harvard Square should be expected to be one of them. It's Harvard Square. Boston as a city is packed solid with more higher education than any one city should be expected to support, and Harvard is supposedly the most prestigious, elite private college in the country. I would be completely unsurprised if the most common form of negative feedback on the flavor was that it was so boring and obvious. Because that is the thing about stereotypes--in addition to being offensive, they are tedious. Tediousness is also a bad thing that people are allowed to not like, and to refrain from showering you with compliments on your cleverness for, and even to complain about, if they think listening to themselves complain will at least be more interesting.

None of this shit makes anybody the mythical PC police. But the anti-PC police are out in full force, Yahoo Sports being one of he worst offenders (sorry, not linking). Sadly, this includes Voltaire, who I follow on Facebook in order to keep up on wacky, dark, and whimsical things, but who, it appears, is still a middle-aged white guy. (How's that for not being PC?) Apparently, some people think that if they are not allowed to rely on boring-ass stereotypes, they will have nothing to say, because actually thinking about what you're saying and trying to come up with original and accurate ways to express your ideas (not to mention coming up with your own damn ideas) is the antithesis of creativity.

Some people are "tired of PC culture". Do you know what I'm tired of? White guys complaining about how totally oversensitive everyone else is. I am tired of anti-PC culture, like being expected to think about what you say or do or what words mean before you open you mouth is just so hard, those women and minorities and immigrants and people with disabilities just don't know how hard it is. I am tired of people who think that any action you take to be a little more considerate of other people, no matter how small, means that you are "caving" and "making a big deal" (again: small deals. They exist. If you do not understand this, you should withdraw from having opinions until you develop the ability to think with nuance) and blah blah blah. I am tired of listening to people go on long 'splainy rants about how that wasn't really racist or sexist or homophobic, they didn't mean "gay" like that, etc. I am tired of people claiming that supporting the status quo and being racist, sexist, classist, homophobic, and basically disrespectful of other people is now the brave, embattled, noble minority position. I am tired of being very, very, very, seriously and painfully aware that most of the people I know are assholes, most of the people I have ever been friends with or loved are assholes, most of my family is assholes, most artists whose work I have admired are assholes, and that realizing this makes me more like them--smug and self-congratulatory about how much better I am than everybody else.

I am tired of assholes who think that intent is fucking magic and I am tired of striking the terrible bargain and I am tired of being tired of people.

I am twenty-four years old and I am already thoroughly sick of this shit.
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Wickedness! [Feb. 19th, 2012|10:07 pm]
I went to Wicked Faire this weekend!

I should probably have written updates daily; there was way too much going on for me to remember. Most of it was pretty awesome! I also spent an ungodly amount of money!

I am exhausted; if I am up to it I will try and give my recollections later.
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(no subject) [Jan. 2nd, 2012|11:52 pm]
So, generally when I read things on the Internet and there are sexist idiots saying sexist idiot things, they are usually the same handful of stupid sexist things over and over again that the trolls just THINK are new and exciting because they are too full of themselves to do something as girly as listen to other people in order to find out what's already been covered.

However, today, on not one but two separate websites, I ran into something I have't seen before, and it's a doozy, on the "doesn't speak English" level if not on an actively malicious one. It basically goes as thus:

"I don't think [such and such thing] is misogynist; it's just sexist."

Is this a new meme, that sexism is okay because it is not misogynistic? Because now those two words mean different things?

Even if you dropped the standard sociological usage that -isms are about systemic power dynamics rather than personal bias, then something being "sexist but not misogynistic" would only make sense if you were arguing that it was anti-male. That wasn't what happened here: it was literally two separate arguments that a thing was not misogynistic, it was just sexist against women, so that was okay.
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BOOK POLL TIME [Dec. 31st, 2011|04:52 pm]
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Mine is here.
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(no subject) [Dec. 30th, 2011|10:15 pm]
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Having two jobs is getting old. I am getting a little tired of spending my Friday nights being all like "Woo, out of the office for the weekend! Now I can work from home!"

Add to this that my contract is almost up, and my life is basically "Do job #1, do job #2, job-hunt."

At which point my work ethic goes YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME, LADY and I just want to nap. And play Castleville.

Also, guess how much time this leaves for writing, which is what I actually want to be doing with my life? If you guessed "basically none," you are correct.

*has small pity party*

Alright, back to work.
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(no subject) [Dec. 5th, 2011|11:09 pm]
Today I spent a combined total of well over an hour standing outside waiting for buses, and got two ultrasounds (one of each kind!). So that was less than fun.

What was fun was finishing reading Behemoth (I reviewed it here), and seeing pictures of my insides.

That is all.
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(no subject) [Nov. 19th, 2011|06:16 pm]
Nooz:

1. Last week I worked lots and lots and lots and babysat kitties and worked more. o.O
2. Then on Saturday I went to a Voltaire concert and it was awesome. (Except for "All Women are Crazy." Man, that song is awful. If I wanted to listen to stuff that boring I would refrain from fast-forwarding through the Miller Lite commercials during Sons of Anarchy. I am surprised and disappointed that it was written and recorded, let alone chosen from his rather large repertoire to be played during a one-hour show. ...I cannot get over how bad this song is.) The Twilight version of "Vampire Club" is nearly as funny as the original, although I do not know all the words to the new version. I bought the new album, "Riding a Black Unicorn Down the Side of an Erupting Volcano while Drinking from a Chalice Filled with the Laughter of Small Children," and got it signed (squee!). I wore my Kate Beaton t-shirt--the one I was too dumb to remember to wear when I actually met Kate Beaton--instead of dressing up like a proper Goth, because I was too exhausted to expend effort on my outfit, and I felt terribly underdressed until Voltaire complimented my tshirt when I met him, and then I felt better about it. Next Gothy event I go to, I will actually dress up, though. And next Voltaire show, I will make sure I actually learn all the words from the albums he has released since I graduated high school in 2006, which is kind of when I stopped paying as close attention to anything that's not metal. My ability to keep up on the music I like is embarrassingly tied to how many people in my immediate vicinity have the same tastes and will keep me updated for me. Also: many big Gothy thanks to Simon for paying for my ticket.
3. Then this week I also worked lots and lots and am exhausted. I spent today working, and today is my birthday. I am fun and exciting like that.
4. But tomorrow I will go see The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn: Part 1: Attack of the Mutant Sparkle Fetus, and I will laugh until I rupture some sort of internal organ. I think. I hope.

I have to go lie on the couch and go "blarghhhhhhhhhh" for a while now. And read. I got the new Tamora Pierce book on Monday and have not really had time to read it, and I need to finish it so I can also read all the other books I have acquired recently.

My mother asked me if I was going to try and get any writing done this weekend, and my intentions were like "Yes!" and my brain was like "HAHA ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME" so... maybe over Thanksgiving break?
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If I develop an ulcer, this will be why [Oct. 29th, 2011|12:17 pm]
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Actually, if I develop an ulcer, I'm pretty sure we can expect my health insurance to evaporate on the very same day.

Yesterday, my purse was stolen when I was having breakfast at Quincy Market, because I am a dumbass. I called to cancel all of my debit and credit cards, and then, as we were just about to get me a replacement cell phone, an awesome bus driver called my Mom's phone and told us that she'd found it. So I got my purse back! Mom gave me some cash to cover me for the next week until I get all my replacement cards.

Here is where the "I am going to have an ulcer thing" comes in:
1. BoA (yes, I still have accounts with BoA, I am a bad person; I am working on it) is mailing my cards to my Jersey address, and then mom will forward them to me. This will take additional time, as well as opening us up to the possibility that they will get lost during one of their trips through the postal system.
2. My card for ING Direct checking is being mailed to me here at my Boston address, and I have so far had very little luck actually receiving mail at my Boston address.
3. For example, the clothes I ordered from piratemod on September 19 have still not arrived.
4. Just for extra aggravation, I cannot get in touch with piratemod to get the tracking number for my package so I can actually follow up with the post office on it. I had to file a sort of general complaint for a general inquiry into my mail.
5. Boston USPS also sucks at sending my mail, too. About a month ago I got a ticket; I immediately mailed a check to the parking clerk. Today I got a notice from the parking clerk saying that the payment was overdue and I would be charged extra. I cannot contact the parking clerk to ask how to deal with this situation until Monday so I will instead be sitting around for two days going GOD DAMMIT WHY CAN THESE ASSHOLES NOT GET A LETTER DOWN THE STREET NO WONDER THEY ARE GOING BANKRUPT D:< D:< D:<

So, basically, if it involves money or shipping something, it will not work. This is a bad pattern when I am supposedly having three debit/credit cards mailed to me all at the same time.

If anyone wishes to take bets on how long it will be before I have any method of accessing money at my disposal, I will put my bet on "over six weeks," but I will be betting lemon drops instead of money, since I can actually get to my stash of lemon drops.
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(no subject) [Oct. 27th, 2011|09:25 pm]
So both my freelance job and my corporate job suddenly needed me to put in an extra five hours each this week, and I cannot procrastinate any of it to the weekend because my mom is coming up tonight, so I have put in twelve hours of work Tuesday, yesterday, and today. Advance notice: it makes working extra less headachy.

I celebrated all the monies I've earned this week by opening up a new checking account with a bank that is not particularly a small local bank, but is not Bank of America and did not need a bailout and is not proposing to slap me with extra fees for using my own debit card because making a profit doing banking things is so haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard now after you've shanked the entire country's economy and nobody has any finances for you to manage any more so you ooooooooooooooonly made $6.2 billion in profits this quarter.

I say this as someone who has been a loyal Bank of America customer since about middle school: Cry me a river, assholes.

Online bank does not do credit yet so I still need to find a credit union so I can get that away from BoA too, but I think I will leave that til later, because I am le tired.
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Political funning [Oct. 25th, 2011|07:37 pm]
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(no subject) [Oct. 22nd, 2011|11:43 pm]
I saw Noam Chomsky speak at OccupyBoston tonight! 

Sadly, I cannot tell you that much of what he said, because OB used its regular microphone system (they do have a microphone system) instead of People's Mic-ing the whole thing (which would have taken twice as long but I think it would have been better anyway), and their regular mic system could not quite handle (a) Noam Chomsky's terrible, mumbling lack of public speaking skillz, (b) sirens and alarms going by every thirty seconds, and (c) like a thousand freaking people packed into Dewey Square Park. Seriously, it was ridiculously full. We all had to sit down in order for half of us to sort of hear something.

It was still totally awesome though, just because it was.
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(no subject) [Oct. 21st, 2011|06:01 pm]
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Man, I have been a bad chronicler. I have been back to OccupyBoston twice since I last wrote. The first time was last Thursday, when I went down after work to check out the union rally before the labor march. I could not hear too much of the speeches, though. I volunteered to pedal the bicycle-powered generator in the media tent for a while, which was pretty cool, and talked to some of the guys who were working the media tent. 

On Saturday, Dad and Melissa came to visit, and we stopped by when we went down to the waterfront after lunch. The camp had gotten significantly bigger since Thursday, and had reorganized--the People's Library was now its own proper tent library instead of a pile of books in one of the campers' tents; the media tent had moved; the bicycle generator was in its own little opensided tentlet so that people could see how awesome it is and volunteer to pedal. I also ran into [info]tinuviel8994, who helped lead a sing-along of "This Land is Your Land" with some guy who seemed to also be a Harvard student. 

I will be going back on Saturday because Noam Chomsky is speaking at what has been dubbed "Free School University's Howard Zinn Memorial Lecture Series," so that should be awesome. I will try to blog with something resembling detail when that happens.
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(no subject) [Oct. 11th, 2011|11:40 pm]
So, that whole thing about how OccupyBoston has been having a rather easy time of it what with Boston being such a liberal city an' all? Has apparently done a 180 pretty much overnight. Mayor Menino announced that OccupyBoston had "worn out its welcome" and that "civil disobedience will not be tolerated," which is pretty un-Bostonian of him. This is Massachusetts, man! Home of Henry David Thoreau! And, y'know, the Boston Tea Party, the most celebrated act of felony theft and property damage in history. And OccupyBoston has been bending over backward to avoid committing any property damage, by the way. Those durn dirty hippies are *all over* taking good care of the plants at the Greenway.

Anyway! Yesterday, the OccupyBoston camp got big enough that it expanded into the next square of Greenway, with the permission of the Greenway trust on the condition that they were good to the plants, and the BPD was all like "You cannot hang out on that square of this public park! You can only hang out at THAT square of the same public park! Also, something something ANARCHISTS!" and warned that if the 2nd camp was not gone by midnight, they were coming in to arrest everybody.

Well, the camp was not gone by midnight, and the riot police came in to arrest everybody. And grab veterans by the throat:

 

That woman is a member of Veterans for Peace, who valiantly showed up in solidarity with OccupyBoston to stand between them and the police, many of whom got arrested.

Anyway, in addition to knocking over and arresting a bunch of protesters, the police arrested a bunch of medical volunteers and destroyed most of the medical stock. When I checked the news updates this morning, they were asking very plaintively for replacement medical supplies. 

After work I went to CVS and picked up a few things on their donations list, and went through my own stash for things that I thought might be useful (which turned out to be several tubes of toothpaste, since I have an epic backstock of toothpaste, and a power strip and extension cord that the media tent was asking for, although they were okay by the time I got there so I left it with Logistics), and went down to the camp, now reduced to one square of greenway. I got there a little after seven, which means it was during the General Assembly.

General Assembly was fuckin' PACKED. I could barely get through the crowds to get to the media and medical tents. So I guess this BPD attack did a good bit for consciousness- and support-raising, at least, although that doesn't really make it anything less than terrible that the protesters--particularly the veterans--got their faces all stepped on for hangin' out at a public park.

If you haven't already, I would very strongly suggest you look up your closest Occupied city and see what they need that you could possibly do to help. The Occupiers are speaking for the 99%, but "only" about 10% of Americans are unemployed enough to commit to full-time camping out. I'm sure other cities could also use any spare blankets, flashlights, duct tape, or medical supplies you may have around.
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Occupyin' Gringotts [Oct. 8th, 2011|11:40 pm]
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Today I spent most of the day at the office, doing software training. Free learnings! My job may pay pittance, but they are great on providing us with free or reduced-cost learnings. I like free learnings almost as much as I like getting paid, anyway, which is a highly necessary personality trait if you're in publishing, 'cos publishing is just that sort of industry. Also, if I accrue enough additional learnings, I may one day have the sort of job where I can afford to just have one job (I have one and a half right now). More urgently, I only have two years to find a job with health benefits, so I must get crackin' on learning every software application ever used by a corporation since software was invented now.

Of course, it is mildly annoying that I need to spend all my weekends doing extra learnings if I ever want either of those jobs, because a post-secondary degree from a fairly prestigious private research university just doesn't count for as much as it once did (even with extra-curriculars! And student leadership positions! And unpaid internships!), even though it now costs half a million dollars or something ridiculous. (Okay, maybe not half a million dollars.) It is also mildly annoying that my monthly student loan payments are three times what they were the first four or five times I did "financial aid counseling" and read and signed pages of paperwork and set up my automatic billing (Do you want my money? Yes? THEN DO NOT MAKE ME SET UP BILLING FIVE TIMES, JUST FUCKING TAKE IT OUT OF MY ACCOUNT LIKE I SAID YOU COULD) and all that stuff, so that I cannot now afford to park my car. Like, I thought I knew what I was getting into when I took out the ridiculous student loans, I was willing to do it, I read all the papers and accepted that this is what it takes. Then they TRIPLED it on me, out of nowhere.

But! I am not a lazy spoiled bum like the MSM says all of us disgruntled younguns must be. I would do all this extra learnings and unpaid work and training and training and more training and paying out the nose for ridiculously expensive educations at randomly fluctuating rates, and I would do it cheerfully and without complaint, if I really believed that that job (the one with health benefits where I can afford to only have one job) would really happen at the end of it, preferably before I'm fifty.

I am not sure I believe that. Our economy is run by people so amazingly bad with money that they can't figure out how to live off of $1million or $2million a year if they have to OMG PAY TAXES on it, and the government is not doing the thing it should be doing, which is saying "HOLY SHIT, you are SO BAD WITH MONEY, you should NEVER BE ALLOWED TO MANAGE MONEY AGAIN. I am passing a law saying that you, [person who works at some extreme money corporation on Wall Street that doesn't produce anything], personally, are never allowed to touch anybody else's money again. You should probably hire someone who's been working class for a while to be your personal finance manager. I will offer tax breaks to any poor person masochistic enough to take on employment as a personal finance manager for insufferable MBA assholes." So my faith that that good job that I agreed to go $20K into debt for (and that my parents agreed to invest like $100K or something ridiculous in me someday getting) will still be there when I can graduate from being a struggling young boho into an Established Adult? It has taken a beating, lately.

Which is, uh, part of why, when I was done with my tutorials, I went down to Dewey Square Parks (which took me a while to find because my Boston geography is shaky; I knew it was part of the Rose Kennedy Greenway but I initially went to the complete wrong end of the greenway! Which is almost a mile down the road!) to check out OccupyBoston and see if I could lend a hand anywhere. The other part of why I went was that Harry and the Potters were playing. I haven't seen HatP play since they played the Goddard Library basement my freshman year. They urged us to take our money out of "Gringotts" (ie, the big banks), and explained that Ollivander's staying in business despite taking a three-galleon hit per wand was obviously a GOOD case of government subsidies--making school supplies affordable for children--which is what we should be doing instead of subsidizing big oil. Someone brought a sign that said "Reducto Big Business" and this became a recurring call-and-response joke throughout the set (they repeatedly call for "checks" for call-and-response elements in some of their songs, so Joe or Paul would say "Cat check?" and the audience meows and makes pawing motions, "Home Alone scream check?" and the audience puts their hands to their cheeks and screams, and they added "Big Business check?" or "CEO salary check?" and everyone made wand-pointing gestures and shouted "Reducto!").

Apart from singing the wizard anthems as loud as I could (which is not very because I have terrible lungs even when they're not imploding) and adding another physical presence to the congregation, I am afraid I did not do all that much that was helpful while I was there. I helped some people set up a tent and help unload some stuff people were donating from their cars, but other than that I mostly just walked around and read all the signs and flyers.

Contrary to the official line of the media circus, the Occupy movement has pretty serious and specific goals, beginning with some perfectly easy-to-understand and easy-to-implement goals concerning very specific bits of already existing legislation, such as:
1. Repeal Citizens United
2. Reinstate the Glass-Steagall Act
3. Step up actually enacting the Dodd-Frank Act
4. Campaign finance reform, campaign finance reform, campaign finance reform

I think the "totally incoherent and no plan and no demands and what do they waaaaaaaaant" whining comes from people who want the occupiers to hand them one and exactly one very easy thing they can do that will shut them all up and send them all home immediately and forever. Not going to happen.

Also, while I was very impressed with the OccupyBoston movement, compared to some of the other news I have heard, we have it real easy up here, it being Boston and all. While OccupyBoston has legal services on call in case people get arrested, while I was there the occupation seemed to be garnering only support from passersby, and while there were a few police there they were basically just hanging out. I hope it stays that way as the protests continue; the Boston movement just started this week and is certainly not as large as the New York one has gotten.

This being Boston, they are rockin' the young dirty hippies thing hardcore, because it seems like everyone in Boston is all over piercings and tattoos and hippie dresses anyway. The people in my businesslike corporate office are all over tattoos and piercings, except perhaps in the Sales department, although maybe they just keep them more hidden than in Media. One of my roommates works in a law office and has a tattoo covering her entire back. We're kind of a hippie city to start with, so I suppose it's inevitable. Personally, I thought it was great; I saw some fabulous tattoos and piercings and dye jobs. Even so, I did see quite a number of older people and military personnel and other non-stereotypical-protester types (do old "dirty hippies" count as stereotypical protester types? Apparently we still have a LOT of old hippies here), and I didn't even go at one of union-related events.

Anyway, now I'm just rambling.

I have absolutely no idea how I would go about moving my money out of BoA (saw a sign saying "BoA = Bunch of A$$holes", I laughed) since I have had only BoA accounts ever, except for my ING savings and that's because it's a savings and I don't need quick access to it. I don't know how credit unions work or how to find one, and I'd need to take a close look at the ING-compatible ATMs in Boston before I could consider switching, since one of the reasons I've stayed with BoA so long despite my knowing about their ridiculous corporate fuckery is that there are BoA's everywhere. There is one on my block; there is one on my office's block; there is one in town in Jersey; they are super convenient. I think it may be time to go do some learnings on this topic, particularly if BoA really does start charging me fees for using my debit card. I've been good at avoiding their maintenance fees so far; maybe I could just switch everything to the credit card and pay it off same-day? (I hatehatehate credit, but I hate bank fees more.)

Study hard in school, kids!

In more light-hearted news, I finally said fuck it and sprung for that cartilage piercing I've been wanting for five years. It looks awesome and I should have done it five years ago.
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Bleargh! Bleargh, I say [Oct. 6th, 2011|05:02 pm]
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So, back when I last whined about the state of my healths (I have multiple healths... spiritual, ecumenical... grammatical) on the Internet, we learned that I was having chest pains and shortness of breath and that, after going to the dentist and some clinic on the Friday, I drove through Boston (cos I'm nuts) to get X-rays on the Saturday. Verdict: my lungs were not imploding or anything serious like that. They were just inflamed, and I should sit around and do nothing and not put any stress on them until it goes away. Since it hasn't 100% gone away, I haven't been to the gym in two weeks, which is having a serious influence on the state of my current healths. I have spent the past two weeks going through Claudia's Stages of Exercise Withdrawal, which go as thus: 1) Feel stiff, 2) feel like eating (and then eat) "comfort" foods such as pizza and mac'n'cheese, 3) feel fat and lazy (and still stiff), 4) have trouble sleeping. Today we hit Stage 5) ability to eat deteriorates. Usually this stage manifests as lack of appetite; this is the good way. Today the bad way happened, which is when I eat a normal-sized meal and my body goes "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU EAT A WHOLE MEAL FOR, YOU'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING WITH THAT ENERGY" and tries to convince me that I would feel better if I threw it back up. I did not do this, but I did go home from work early and I think I am going to take a shower and a nap and just drink orange juice for the rest of the day.

Also, today I squished a gigantic bug at work, this thing was at least four inches long and two inches wide not counting the scary jumbo shrimp antennae; it crawled out of my desk before nine o'clock (which is SUPER rude) and I screamed like a girl in a 1950s movie, but then I killed it with my eminently sensible shoes, so I came out looking okay. I think it may have been a cockroach of some sort, but my expertise with bugs is basically limited as follows:

DOES THIS LOOK LIKE A WASP? Yes/No
If NO --> Kill it
If YES --> Make someone else kill it

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Two things I sees much of lately, predominantly from highly educated people, many of whom are writers:

Fracking is when rich companies come and pummel the shale in the ground near your house to extract oil, and it sets your drinking water on fire.
Frakking is what you say when you're mad at some Cylons.
So when the oil companies come and make your drinking water inflammable and you're so mad you think they must be Cylons, you say "Frakking fracking! Those assholes fracked our shale and it frakked up our water supply!"

Barack is President Obama's first name.
A barracks is a dormitory for the military.
Barrack is not a real goddamn word, although Wikipedia tells me it is the name of a video game.

The first one is quite forgivable, particularly if you are not a BSG geek and do not realize that there are two definitions of "fra(c/k)king", but I figured I'd clear it up for anyone who wants to know. Now, the second one kind of makes me bang my head against my desk in frustration, just a little bit, and I beg anyone and everyone who ever wants to mention Barack Obama in writing again to STOP DOING THIS.

Off to take that shower and nap now.
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What the fra(c)k? [Sep. 27th, 2011|09:30 pm]
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So, this shit is frakking scary:



And this shit is also frakking scary, but also catchy and informative:


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