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As I have about 10 separate Bandom posts I want to link to, I should probably just save those for a different post. So! This week was nice. It was super busy, and every night I lamented the fact that I didn't have time to read all I wanted to read online and leave all the comments I wanted to leave, but otherwise, I enjoy the full days, even if they are made up of many many hours of work.
So. My week:
Sunday evening the entire office went out for a movie and drinks, courtesy of a client who'd been satisfied with our performance a few months ago or something. We saw Limitless (link to trailer), which everyone predictably loved, and OH MY GOD you have NO IDEA how much I needed someone from LJ/DW with me at that moment to write a brilliant essay all about what a godawful movie this is so I could explain it to people. This movie -- spoiler alert -- is all about a white dude who takes pills becomes the smartest person in the world and transforms from aspiring writer (O RLY) to successful stock broker (!!!!). The catch? The pills are addictive and will eventually kill you. The end of the movie? HE OVERCOMES THE MAGIC PILL DEPENDENCY WHILE RETAINING HIS SUPERINTELLIGENCE, DEFEATS HIS OPPONENTS, RUNS FOR PRESIDENT AND GETS THE GIRL. I just. *tears hair out* But everyone loved it. I spent the next day reading dozens of reviews, trying to find the one that would articulate my dislike, but all the reviews loved the movie as well, or liked it with the caveat of a few unimportant plotholes. I really wish someone from fandom wrote something about it, but I really don't want to impose this movie on anyone from fandom. But anyway, hanging out with coworkers outside of work was fun, so at least there was that.
I slept over at my grandmother's house to avoid the drive home, so I got to sleep in a long old fashioned super comfy nightgown and was treated to a real and tasty breakfast on Monday morning when my grandmother returned from her morning Zumba class. At night I met
marina and we had spaghetti and she told me ALL ABOUT her long and incredibly detailed scenario of If There Were Any Chance of Ryan and Panic Getting Back Together In Real Life, How Exactly Would That Happen. It was SO AWESOME :D Because like, I do think there's a RL chance it could happen, you just have to jump through a lot of narrative hoops to get everyone into that place, but she made it work :D WRITE IT MARINA. WRITE IT. At least as a not-fic. The world deserves to know.
Tuesday evening I stayed in Tel Aviv again; there was a farewell party for a coworker I love who was leaving; the entire week had been kind of draining emotionally at work, with our entire office grieving his absence even before he was gone. Because of a baking fair in Tel Aviv that clogged traffic in one of the streets not far from work, I spent, I am not kidding, ONE HOUR driving the distance of one kilometer. That is less than a mile. I listened to some Adam Lambert and a radio lecture about gender discrimination though, so that was nice.
The bar included, once again, hanging out with coworkers outside of work, which was still fun. I'm generally better at social interaction in small groups or with individual rather than big ones -- generally my voice doesn't carry enough to be heard by more than one person when there's music on, and my jokes and stories are usually the kind that only one person will get rather than a group (unless we're online, hi) -- so really it was more a case of me trying not to hang on too closely to whoever I was talking to so they could go and talk with whoever else they wanted to talk to. I'm not sure whether that made any sense; in any case, non-work interaction, it was a start. I do hope I will at some point start hanging out with (some of, at least) these people outside work-related events too. There's one dude I really like in particular, the guy I originally replaced when I joined the office, who works at the desk behind mine. He's very much into music and on the fringes of the business, and I think I earned some music cred in knowing obscure Beatles stuff and overhearing MCR from my earphones, because regardless of what band it is Ray's solos are eternally impressive. I also earned cred of a different kind when I introduced him to tentacle porn, which was apparently the first time a girl had ever introduced him to a genre of porn he didn't know, so thumbs up to fandom :D (For the record, the way it went was him scrolling all O_O through a website someone had sent him that included some very explicit artistic photos involving tentacles in various orifices, and my very blase reaction to seeing it. "Tentacle porn. It's a thing." Him: "REALLY.") Also he introduced me to Batman: Gotham Knight, which I have downloaded and is really awesome -- did you know of it's existence? It's a direct to DVD collection of short anime films set between Nolan's Batman Begins and The Dark Knight; I'm only halfway through but it's really good so far (and has Crispus Allen as a character! Yay.)
Also a very nice conversation happened at the end of the evening when someone passed around a joint:
Him: Do you smoke?
Me: No.
Him: Have you ever tried?
Me: Nope.
Him: Is it ideological, or it was just never around?
Me: It was never really around with the people I hung out with.
And he said he'd offer me some but given that I was driving a first time now would probably not be a good idea, and that was that. And it's like, there are things I've never done that I build up in my head to being Very Big Deals and I very rarely admit to because I feel embarrassed and I feel like I'll get this huge reaction, like oh my god you've never done any drugs? or oh my god you've never gotten drunk?, which is why I will almost never participate in any conversation about alcohol, or the big one, oh my god you've never had sex? -- I actually did have that conversation with someone a week ago, and it went a lot better than I expected -- and anyway. It was very nice to have a very low key, non-shocking conversation about something like that, and remember that maybe other people, or at least some other people, do not think it is that big a deal either.
I ended up spending the night in Tel Aviv again and paying you do not even want to know how much for parking, further reminding me that I really need to move back into the city soon, le sigh.
Wednesday: I was an idiot and stayed in work until 9:45PM. We're not talking about that.
Thursday: I did something that was apparently really great at work that had my boss very excited and extolling my virtues to the guy who hired me, so that was nice, even though all I did was send out an email and get an unexpectedly good response as a result. But praise is nice! Except the rest of the day was a lot of hurry up and wait, which is annoying. In the evening I met
marina again, so basically I spent the entire week getting home near midnight, which explains the very heavy sleeping in I did this morning.
It also explains why I am totally not caught up on news. I know a bit of what's going on, but I have no Opinions, sorry!
This weekend I SHOULD study and not write fic. We'll see what will happen. (Knowing myself, probably neither.)
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So. My week:
Sunday evening the entire office went out for a movie and drinks, courtesy of a client who'd been satisfied with our performance a few months ago or something. We saw Limitless (link to trailer), which everyone predictably loved, and OH MY GOD you have NO IDEA how much I needed someone from LJ/DW with me at that moment to write a brilliant essay all about what a godawful movie this is so I could explain it to people. This movie -- spoiler alert -- is all about a white dude who takes pills becomes the smartest person in the world and transforms from aspiring writer (O RLY) to successful stock broker (!!!!). The catch? The pills are addictive and will eventually kill you. The end of the movie? HE OVERCOMES THE MAGIC PILL DEPENDENCY WHILE RETAINING HIS SUPERINTELLIGENCE, DEFEATS HIS OPPONENTS, RUNS FOR PRESIDENT AND GETS THE GIRL. I just. *tears hair out* But everyone loved it. I spent the next day reading dozens of reviews, trying to find the one that would articulate my dislike, but all the reviews loved the movie as well, or liked it with the caveat of a few unimportant plotholes. I really wish someone from fandom wrote something about it, but I really don't want to impose this movie on anyone from fandom. But anyway, hanging out with coworkers outside of work was fun, so at least there was that.
I slept over at my grandmother's house to avoid the drive home, so I got to sleep in a long old fashioned super comfy nightgown and was treated to a real and tasty breakfast on Monday morning when my grandmother returned from her morning Zumba class. At night I met
marina and we had spaghetti and she told me ALL ABOUT her long and incredibly detailed scenario of If There Were Any Chance of Ryan and Panic Getting Back Together In Real Life, How Exactly Would That Happen. It was SO AWESOME :D Because like, I do think there's a RL chance it could happen, you just have to jump through a lot of narrative hoops to get everyone into that place, but she made it work :D WRITE IT MARINA. WRITE IT. At least as a not-fic. The world deserves to know.
Tuesday evening I stayed in Tel Aviv again; there was a farewell party for a coworker I love who was leaving; the entire week had been kind of draining emotionally at work, with our entire office grieving his absence even before he was gone. Because of a baking fair in Tel Aviv that clogged traffic in one of the streets not far from work, I spent, I am not kidding, ONE HOUR driving the distance of one kilometer. That is less than a mile. I listened to some Adam Lambert and a radio lecture about gender discrimination though, so that was nice.
The bar included, once again, hanging out with coworkers outside of work, which was still fun. I'm generally better at social interaction in small groups or with individual rather than big ones -- generally my voice doesn't carry enough to be heard by more than one person when there's music on, and my jokes and stories are usually the kind that only one person will get rather than a group (unless we're online, hi) -- so really it was more a case of me trying not to hang on too closely to whoever I was talking to so they could go and talk with whoever else they wanted to talk to. I'm not sure whether that made any sense; in any case, non-work interaction, it was a start. I do hope I will at some point start hanging out with (some of, at least) these people outside work-related events too. There's one dude I really like in particular, the guy I originally replaced when I joined the office, who works at the desk behind mine. He's very much into music and on the fringes of the business, and I think I earned some music cred in knowing obscure Beatles stuff and overhearing MCR from my earphones, because regardless of what band it is Ray's solos are eternally impressive. I also earned cred of a different kind when I introduced him to tentacle porn, which was apparently the first time a girl had ever introduced him to a genre of porn he didn't know, so thumbs up to fandom :D (For the record, the way it went was him scrolling all O_O through a website someone had sent him that included some very explicit artistic photos involving tentacles in various orifices, and my very blase reaction to seeing it. "Tentacle porn. It's a thing." Him: "REALLY.") Also he introduced me to Batman: Gotham Knight, which I have downloaded and is really awesome -- did you know of it's existence? It's a direct to DVD collection of short anime films set between Nolan's Batman Begins and The Dark Knight; I'm only halfway through but it's really good so far (and has Crispus Allen as a character! Yay.)
Also a very nice conversation happened at the end of the evening when someone passed around a joint:
Him: Do you smoke?
Me: No.
Him: Have you ever tried?
Me: Nope.
Him: Is it ideological, or it was just never around?
Me: It was never really around with the people I hung out with.
And he said he'd offer me some but given that I was driving a first time now would probably not be a good idea, and that was that. And it's like, there are things I've never done that I build up in my head to being Very Big Deals and I very rarely admit to because I feel embarrassed and I feel like I'll get this huge reaction, like oh my god you've never done any drugs? or oh my god you've never gotten drunk?, which is why I will almost never participate in any conversation about alcohol, or the big one, oh my god you've never had sex? -- I actually did have that conversation with someone a week ago, and it went a lot better than I expected -- and anyway. It was very nice to have a very low key, non-shocking conversation about something like that, and remember that maybe other people, or at least some other people, do not think it is that big a deal either.
I ended up spending the night in Tel Aviv again and paying you do not even want to know how much for parking, further reminding me that I really need to move back into the city soon, le sigh.
Wednesday: I was an idiot and stayed in work until 9:45PM. We're not talking about that.
Thursday: I did something that was apparently really great at work that had my boss very excited and extolling my virtues to the guy who hired me, so that was nice, even though all I did was send out an email and get an unexpectedly good response as a result. But praise is nice! Except the rest of the day was a lot of hurry up and wait, which is annoying. In the evening I met
marina again, so basically I spent the entire week getting home near midnight, which explains the very heavy sleeping in I did this morning.
It also explains why I am totally not caught up on news. I know a bit of what's going on, but I have no Opinions, sorry!
This weekend I SHOULD study and not write fic. We'll see what will happen. (Knowing myself, probably neither.)
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