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Aug. 11th, 2015 10:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeOh good, this time the updates to the HTML file I needed to work on did go through Dropbox, and since I remembered to turn it on before I opened the HTML editor, I may actually be able to get some stuff done on that front today.
Have I ever mentioned that I love having a job where I can do bits and pieces of coding on my website like this, without anyone frowning at me or anything as long as I get my work done? Because I do. Never. Leaving. (Or at least until people start retiring and then I'll have to look at either taking over myself [ME OWNING AND RUNNING A BUSINESS WHAT THE HELL] or they'll sell it? and I'll have to get a real job? I don't even know, this isn't an immediate issue but it's getting there, it's not like getting younger is a thing.)
So, it turns out I was right about my milk tasting funny yesterday, because today it was chunky. Ew no. The boy, who usually does the grocery shopping, commented that he'd noticed that brand goes off faster than usual, I guess he just hadn't counted on it going off this fast, thank you weird fridge that skyrocketed up to nearly 50 degrees over the weekend when we weren't looking. Grr. I mean, at least that won't happen again, I don't think anything else was spoiled, but grr.
I think I missed my opportunity to say anything about The Emotional Labor post, because it's hit the point where it seems appropriate to use capital letters discussing it. It's just about hit the point of vapid memeticism and eating its own tail. Soon it will be fashioned into a weapon with which to bludgeon people, and then we'll have circled right back around again! Le sigh. I did have things to say about it at first, and every time I see something about it I remember I wanted to say things, but I only vaguely remember what they were. And every time I see the post mentioned now I want to sigh. Maybe I'll figure out some other ways to say whatever it was.
Maybe there's a post in that about expectations of emotional labor in online communities, particularly activist or would-be activist communities, and so on. Not up to making it right now though. I'm barely slogging through the Ferguson stuff, it was bad enough last year and in that year I've been reminded of how my Dad's afraid to visit me for fear of, you know, getting his head blown off by an idiot cop. And how lucky I am to be in a town where, generally, the degree of racism and even classism is much much less than the surrounding state(s).
It's not a bad day, though. I feel fierce and pretty, I've got stuff in to do at work. I'm slowly getting stuff done on writing things, although I did forget to copy over the PDF version of the outline (Scrivener still refuses to let me print the damn outline synopsis with only one column of meta-data, it's either all or nothing, this is so irritating) so I can't do as much editing as I'd like. ... Actually, most of the stuff today for writing I can't do, that's aggravating. Still. Some stuff I can do, and that'll get done and then I get to go home and mess around with Aeon timeline some more. That program is way more fun than you'd think a simple timeline would be.
1. Weed the damn herb garden that was.
2. Pick up office
3. Blasted Lands timeline
4. Make event list for timeline
5. White Lightning supp document
6. Helix blog post
7. Haven 2x05
8. Haven 2x07
9. Haven 2x09
10. Haven 2x11
11. Haven 2x12
12. Add book/story descriptions to fiction site, you idiot.
13.Fix Jackie's statements to the timeline as given thus far. (maybe only the one mention? check)
Have I ever mentioned that I love having a job where I can do bits and pieces of coding on my website like this, without anyone frowning at me or anything as long as I get my work done? Because I do. Never. Leaving. (Or at least until people start retiring and then I'll have to look at either taking over myself [ME OWNING AND RUNNING A BUSINESS WHAT THE HELL] or they'll sell it? and I'll have to get a real job? I don't even know, this isn't an immediate issue but it's getting there, it's not like getting younger is a thing.)
So, it turns out I was right about my milk tasting funny yesterday, because today it was chunky. Ew no. The boy, who usually does the grocery shopping, commented that he'd noticed that brand goes off faster than usual, I guess he just hadn't counted on it going off this fast, thank you weird fridge that skyrocketed up to nearly 50 degrees over the weekend when we weren't looking. Grr. I mean, at least that won't happen again, I don't think anything else was spoiled, but grr.
I think I missed my opportunity to say anything about The Emotional Labor post, because it's hit the point where it seems appropriate to use capital letters discussing it. It's just about hit the point of vapid memeticism and eating its own tail. Soon it will be fashioned into a weapon with which to bludgeon people, and then we'll have circled right back around again! Le sigh. I did have things to say about it at first, and every time I see something about it I remember I wanted to say things, but I only vaguely remember what they were. And every time I see the post mentioned now I want to sigh. Maybe I'll figure out some other ways to say whatever it was.
Maybe there's a post in that about expectations of emotional labor in online communities, particularly activist or would-be activist communities, and so on. Not up to making it right now though. I'm barely slogging through the Ferguson stuff, it was bad enough last year and in that year I've been reminded of how my Dad's afraid to visit me for fear of, you know, getting his head blown off by an idiot cop. And how lucky I am to be in a town where, generally, the degree of racism and even classism is much much less than the surrounding state(s).
It's not a bad day, though. I feel fierce and pretty, I've got stuff in to do at work. I'm slowly getting stuff done on writing things, although I did forget to copy over the PDF version of the outline (Scrivener still refuses to let me print the damn outline synopsis with only one column of meta-data, it's either all or nothing, this is so irritating) so I can't do as much editing as I'd like. ... Actually, most of the stuff today for writing I can't do, that's aggravating. Still. Some stuff I can do, and that'll get done and then I get to go home and mess around with Aeon timeline some more. That program is way more fun than you'd think a simple timeline would be.
1. Weed the damn herb garden that was.
2. Pick up office
3. Blasted Lands timeline
4. Make event list for timeline
5. White Lightning supp document
6. Helix blog post
7. Haven 2x05
8. Haven 2x07
9. Haven 2x09
10. Haven 2x11
11. Haven 2x12
12. Add book/story descriptions to fiction site, you idiot.
13.
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Date: 2015-08-11 04:26 pm (UTC)I have been very happily absorbing the emotional labor stuff although I can see where it would get to be too much - I haven't commented on it because to me it's really good to know about and be aware that it exists, it's exhausting, it's exhausting for a REASON, and I should be aware of it in my life.
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Date: 2015-08-11 04:43 pm (UTC)It's very good to know about, and I'm glad the first several posts were made and passed around. But I'm also seeing what, to me at least, seem like posts taking it to such an introspective level that it drops out of all practical or likely scenarios and into, almost, navel gazing. I'm hoping it goes the way of the spoons theory, into various mutations that are more useful to individuals with more specified lives, rather than like... mm. Well, some places I've seen self-care twisted into YOU MUST DO THIS OR YOU ARE NOT TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF THESE THINGS ARE GOOD FOR YOU AND YOU MUST DO THEM. At which point it's... ugh.
Anyway, I hope that makes sense. It's entirely possible I'm worrying about nothing and just having an Olds at the internet.
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Date: 2015-08-21 03:08 am (UTC)*g* I think that's valid too. I'm sure I've done enough of that as well.