The life lessons they don't teach in school
It's been a solid almost-8 months of not really using LJ, and even a good month or so of not even checking tumblr. The reason for this is two-fold:
1) I stared into the abyss that is the Teen Wolf fandom after one too many Stiles Stilinski gifs came across my tumblr dash and that abyss not only stared back; it reached out with one fabulously clawed hand, rings with more fics than I've ever seen in any other fandom, and even though it's been a while since I've done the whole "let's dive headfirst into a fandom with only the wiki spoilers/tv tropes for source material," apparently my fandom-hopping self decided it was nigh time to try this again.
Two weeks later, and all I can say is this: there really should be a legend or conversion manual for the kudos rankings of Teen Wolf fics on AO3. Because it's (A) really staggering and almost surreal to see 15k kudos on a single fic and (b) UTTERLY BAFFLING when a fic with 4k kudos is completely lacklustre and not even engaging??
2) I've recently went under contract for a condo in Chicago. Plan on closing the deal in mid-September, but right now am flying blind when shopping for mortgage loans and negotiating this shit because I. Don't. Have. Time. To RESEARCH!!! and internalise everything I want to know in order to get the best deal. I mean, July was a shitstorm in terms of how much traveling I was doing for work and the hours I billed, so when the condo seller accepted my first counter to her initial counter (as opposed to having one or two more price negotiation exchanges), I was just the slightest bit taken-back. Now that taken-back feeling has bloomed, like some nightmare demon plant, into "completely unprepared and I hate everything about this process." It also doesn't help that the seller forwarded me the Home Owner Association rules yesterday, and the main things I gleaned from it were: NOTHING CAN HAPPEN ON WEEKENDS OR AFTER CLOSE OF BUSINESS HOURS ON WEEKDAYS. No deliveries, no remodeling/upgrades, nada.... And that I'll need to purchase personal liability insurance at some point, on top of all sorts of fees just to move in and to close.
So now I'm just maybe stewing in my own metaphorical soup of dissatisfaction and general irritation. On the one hand, I'm really looking forward to finally having my own place--one that I'll actually be motivated to decorate and model to my taste (versus the complete no-fucks-given-shit-is-too-transient approach I've maintained with all the rental properties I've lived in ever). On the other, JFC, while I like to think I do well with learning things via trial by fire, it's never fun, never pleasant, and complaining into the aether is all I'm allowing myself to do on this, so just fuck everything right now. Argh.
1) I stared into the abyss that is the Teen Wolf fandom after one too many Stiles Stilinski gifs came across my tumblr dash and that abyss not only stared back; it reached out with one fabulously clawed hand, rings with more fics than I've ever seen in any other fandom, and even though it's been a while since I've done the whole "let's dive headfirst into a fandom with only the wiki spoilers/tv tropes for source material," apparently my fandom-hopping self decided it was nigh time to try this again.
Two weeks later, and all I can say is this: there really should be a legend or conversion manual for the kudos rankings of Teen Wolf fics on AO3. Because it's (A) really staggering and almost surreal to see 15k kudos on a single fic and (b) UTTERLY BAFFLING when a fic with 4k kudos is completely lacklustre and not even engaging??
2) I've recently went under contract for a condo in Chicago. Plan on closing the deal in mid-September, but right now am flying blind when shopping for mortgage loans and negotiating this shit because I. Don't. Have. Time. To RESEARCH!!! and internalise everything I want to know in order to get the best deal. I mean, July was a shitstorm in terms of how much traveling I was doing for work and the hours I billed, so when the condo seller accepted my first counter to her initial counter (as opposed to having one or two more price negotiation exchanges), I was just the slightest bit taken-back. Now that taken-back feeling has bloomed, like some nightmare demon plant, into "completely unprepared and I hate everything about this process." It also doesn't help that the seller forwarded me the Home Owner Association rules yesterday, and the main things I gleaned from it were: NOTHING CAN HAPPEN ON WEEKENDS OR AFTER CLOSE OF BUSINESS HOURS ON WEEKDAYS. No deliveries, no remodeling/upgrades, nada.... And that I'll need to purchase personal liability insurance at some point, on top of all sorts of fees just to move in and to close.
So now I'm just maybe stewing in my own metaphorical soup of dissatisfaction and general irritation. On the one hand, I'm really looking forward to finally having my own place--one that I'll actually be motivated to decorate and model to my taste (versus the complete no-fucks-given-shit-is-too-transient approach I've maintained with all the rental properties I've lived in ever). On the other, JFC, while I like to think I do well with learning things via trial by fire, it's never fun, never pleasant, and complaining into the aether is all I'm allowing myself to do on this, so just fuck everything right now. Argh.