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I'm alternating between "Grad school is going to be SO AWESOME!" and "Who am I kidding, I'll never get into grad school and if I do I'll starve to death."
Speaking of awesome, and death, Moby Dick was so, so awesome. Although I suppose that rooting for the whale the whole time makes me sort of not the target audience.
I seem to have sold a story to ChiZine. It's about birds. Again. Still.
The MTA seems to have determined that the best way to handle itself is to alternate periods of pretending to not have a care in the world with periods of total ass-on-fire panic about budget shortfalls during which they propose service cuts that miss the point of having a public, mass transit system so hard and long you'd think that someone invoked Rule 34 on point-missing porn*. Personally I have my doubts about this strategy. However, if it eventually causes The Man to give us congestion pricing just to shut them the goddamn hell up, then I will rescind my doubts, because fucking damn, anything that would maybe slow down the total decimation of the entire biosphere even a little and also reduce the number of people who try to make right turns over the top of me on any given day would awesome. Too.
*oh, baby. Quibble about that slick wet irrelevant detail again! Stick your psychological issues into the debate harder! Harder! Harder!**
**Now that I think about it, this makes slash fiction out of virtually every blog comment thread I've read this week.
Speaking of awesome, and death, Moby Dick was so, so awesome. Although I suppose that rooting for the whale the whole time makes me sort of not the target audience.
I seem to have sold a story to ChiZine. It's about birds. Again. Still.
The MTA seems to have determined that the best way to handle itself is to alternate periods of pretending to not have a care in the world with periods of total ass-on-fire panic about budget shortfalls during which they propose service cuts that miss the point of having a public, mass transit system so hard and long you'd think that someone invoked Rule 34 on point-missing porn*. Personally I have my doubts about this strategy. However, if it eventually causes The Man to give us congestion pricing just to shut them the goddamn hell up, then I will rescind my doubts, because fucking damn, anything that would maybe slow down the total decimation of the entire biosphere even a little and also reduce the number of people who try to make right turns over the top of me on any given day would awesome. Too.
*oh, baby. Quibble about that slick wet irrelevant detail again! Stick your psychological issues into the debate harder! Harder! Harder!**
**Now that I think about it, this makes slash fiction out of virtually every blog comment thread I've read this week.