wherein G is crazy and talks to herself

Jan 24, 2008 17:28

Fuuuuuccckkkk... The mods at
hp_rarities  have sent out assignments and I'm to receive mine in a few hours. I'm scared shitless.

Oh. I haven't told you yet? I've signed up for a fic exchange, my first ever. *crazy laugh*
hp_rarities  is dedicated to rare pairings, which I figured would be less hard (not necessarily easier) for me because of less canon characterization demands. Will I totally suck and give my recipient a drabble? ("Here is a lovely drabble. I wrote that for you, 'cause those are my specialty and I'm really cool like that.") I hope not. I've several plot bunnies running around in my head already, I'm really just waiting for the request to come so I can see if any of the bunniez fit.

Please let them fit.

What I promise, though, is that I will not drop out of this exchange.   I will write and participate because, goodness, this is about the only thing keeping me sane right now.  I will even disregard this possibly award winning investigative piece I'm doing in favor of making a real good fest piece.  Yeah.  those are my priorities, dude.

In real life news:  I'm getting another promotion.  What?  No !!!!?

Well, I really don't know what to feel regarding this promotion.   On the one hand, it's a scary move because I will cease to be an economic journalist per se, and start being a true blue online journalist.  From Assistant Business Editor of GMANews.TV, I will be promoted to Community and University Portals Editor (I made that name up, there's no official title yet.)

I get kind of scared when I think that this is such a new frontier, online journalism, especially in this country.  Am I really willing to leave economic journ for online community journ?  But "economic journalist" sounds so... swanky and posh!  (STFU, G!)  I've also really enjoyed learning about the economy and churning out stories that have slightly demystified all that jargon that usually come out from economic reports.

On the other hand, I love blazing trails.  And this new post will let me do just that.  There isn't a real and established news community where I'm from, and this new job will give me a chance to help establish that (bragging rights!) And I was kind of getting antsy in the old job, working a boss's job while getting paid a slave's salary.  Also, think about meeting all of those new (batshite) people on the intarwebs.  That would be a wet dream even for someone without a cock.
I'm thinking I deserve a date (and a shag?  how trite!) on Valentine's for going through all this.  My boss, a pillar of investigative journalism in this country, is trying to set me up with this really cute economic researcher.  HEEEE.  *crosses fingers*  I'm kind of assured of the success rate of her venture, since boss did manage to unseat one of my country's presidents by virtue of an investigative report.  Setting up her darling girl would be a piece of cake, right?

Riiiiggghhht.  With my luck, the cute researcher's bound to be gay or taken.

Neeeeexxxt!!!

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