Pay no attention to that man behind the.

I have most heinously let slip my posting schedule. I went to see Kinsey with keladryb, and instead of going home, walked with her three miles away from my home and then took the train back. Had to get to work three hours earlier than usual. Tired. May even blow off posting anything of worth until tomorrow. (Which is a big deal for me, because as keladryb recently noted, I am ridiculously anal about my LJ.)

Things don't look very nice this morning. Lots of people on my flist angsting and complaining. None of them complaining about the particular fandom activity that's bothering me at the moment. (Those of you who know what sorts of fandom activities I've complained about in the past may be able to guess what it is. That's right, selling fanworks still isn't okay with me, no matter what you're doing with the money.)

I get tired of being nice sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I'm proud that I've managed to acquire a reputation as a nice guy (and amused that on one of the few occasions that I've been in a wank, my opponent accused me of being TOO nice), but just once it might be fun to tell somebody who's being a dink that they are, in fact, being a dink, and ask them if they would mind fucking off. No, not you.

It's sweltering in my office and freezing outside. I probably shouldn't post this.


[Important Update: It's hot because Evil Boss cranked up the heat to 75F and refuses to turn it down. That'll do it.]

Pay no attention to that man behind the.

I have most heinously let slip my posting schedule. I went to see Kinsey with keladryb, and instead of going home, walked with her three miles away from my home and then took the train back. Had to get to work three hours earlier than usual. Tired. May even blow off posting anything of worth until tomorrow. (Which is a big deal for me, because as keladryb recently noted, I am ridiculously anal about my LJ.)

Things don't look very nice this morning. Lots of people on my flist angsting and complaining. None of them complaining about the particular fandom activity that's bothering me at the moment. (Those of you who know what sorts of fandom activities I've complained about in the past may be able to guess what it is. That's right, selling fanworks still isn't okay with me, no matter what you're doing with the money.)

I get tired of being nice sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I'm proud that I've managed to acquire a reputation as a nice guy (and amused that on one of the few occasions that I've been in a wank, my opponent accused me of being TOO nice), but just once it might be fun to tell somebody who's being a dink that they are, in fact, being a dink, and ask them if they would mind fucking off. No, not you.

It's sweltering in my office and freezing outside. I probably shouldn't post this.


[Important Update: It's hot because Evil Boss cranked up the heat to 75F and refuses to turn it down. That'll do it.]