I guess I'll grudgingly accept that we did in fact just have a long weekend
Of the things I meant to do this weekend (which is just ending today, because 
scruloose and I are both in the fortunate position of having Easter Monday off), I did...hardly any. Um. I did get a reasonable amount of freelance work done, but not as much as I'd hoped, and...I watched everything I meant to watch? I guess that's something?
The watch list was:
scruloose and Kas and I did successfully show Pacific Rim to
wildpear and her husband last night (Sunday, that is), and
scruloose and I caught up on the latest episodes of Hannibal, Parks and Recreation, and The Good Wife, and saw the Orphan Black premiere, and I saw this week's Game of Thrones and, just now, Warehouse 13. (Somehow
scruloose has wound up watching current episodes of Hannibal, Parks and Recreation, and Person of Interest with me, despite not having seen more than a few glimpses of Hannibal S1 or PoI S1-2, and having seen P&R only intermittently.)
I even have thoughts on a few of those (to add to the growing list of things to post about), but so far the only thing I have notes on other than Cap 2 (and they're sketchy at best) is tonight's episode of W13.
Winter Soldier appears to be showing in 2D as well as 3D now, and if it's still playing next weekend and I'm not swamped, I may make a bid to see it again. I've now seen a few movies in 3D when I've had no alternative, but the only one where I thought it was any sort of benefit was Pacific Rim; I didn't find it made much difference one way or the other with Frozen, and I would've been much happier to get Winter Soldier in 2D, but on opening weekend that wasn't an option.
...that was a long tangent, but what I actually meant to write about really does just boil down to "and I didn't manage anything else I wanted to", which there isn't much to say about anyway. I do wish I'd at least managed to get enough sleep to feel rested, but no.
I don't know--can lethargy be contagious? Because poor
scruloose did in fact come down with a cold, and has had it for the entire four-day weekend; as of when he went to bed tonight, it hasn't started easing up yet. :/
So far I have no symptoms, so I'm hoping I've dodged the cold; I don't exactly get sick days at Casual Job, but then, I can hardly ever remember anyone--including the full-time staff, who do get sick time--calling in sick during a work session since I started working there in 2009. It's just not done. And it's the oddest sort of mood about it in the office, because there's no external guilt about the idea. No one says or implies that it'd make more work for everyone else if someone's not there, and when someone can't be there for whatever reason, nobody ever makes comments about it. We all know whoever it is would be there if they could. Obviously, yes, the overall office culture contributes to that, but I honestly think it's a trait that's sort of...self-selected for when people come to work in our office? The kind of people who take this job are the kind of people who damn well turn up because the work Has To Be Done and the thought of leaving the others stuck with our share is kind of appalling.
And from the outside, it probably sounds horrific, and I clearly don't make any bones about how hard it is sometimes, with the hours and whatnot (again, for people I haven't known long, I note that the hours are endurable because it's only for a number of weeks at a stretch)--it is hard--but I'm also really proud of being able to do it despite everything. I think of myself as having an average work ethic--not a bad one, but nothing to write home about--and beyond that, I have massive trouble focusing so much of the time, and that ties into anxiety in ways that bother me...but I can do this job, and I'm good at it.
(It's actually a bit similar to how I used to feel when I adapted Sgt. Frog for Tokyopop--Frog was much harder than anything else I worked on, and not really my sort of manga on top of that, but I could do it despite the wordiness and the weird concepts and the puns and the fact that the translations usually ran about half again [or more] as long as almost anything else I worked on. [I'm looking at you, Warau Kanoko-sama!])
There's undoubtedly some stuff in what I've just written that I could try to unpack, because the simple fact is that before I started adapting manga and then working at Casual Job, I didn't have jobs I felt good about. As with my work ethic, I wasn't bad at them, even though I was temperamentally unsuited to most of them. I did my best, and I coped as best as I could. But I wasn't proud of my work; even when doing a respectable job at something, it's hard to feel proud of it when you know it's not something you're cut out for. (Or when you're really good at one aspect but not great at another, and you work for people who rarely acknowledge the former but harp on the latter without offering much in the way of suggestions for how to do better. >.<)
Maybe I'll dig into this some more. I don't know. But right now I should've been in bed half an hour ago.
Originally posted at http://umadoshi.dreamwidth.org/516786.html. Comment here if you like, or comment there using OpenID. Comments at DW:
scruloose and I are both in the fortunate position of having Easter Monday off), I did...hardly any. Um. I did get a reasonable amount of freelance work done, but not as much as I'd hoped, and...I watched everything I meant to watch? I guess that's something?
The watch list was:
scruloose and Kas and I did successfully show Pacific Rim to
wildpear and her husband last night (Sunday, that is), and
scruloose and I caught up on the latest episodes of Hannibal, Parks and Recreation, and The Good Wife, and saw the Orphan Black premiere, and I saw this week's Game of Thrones and, just now, Warehouse 13. (Somehow
scruloose has wound up watching current episodes of Hannibal, Parks and Recreation, and Person of Interest with me, despite not having seen more than a few glimpses of Hannibal S1 or PoI S1-2, and having seen P&R only intermittently.)
I even have thoughts on a few of those (to add to the growing list of things to post about), but so far the only thing I have notes on other than Cap 2 (and they're sketchy at best) is tonight's episode of W13.
Winter Soldier appears to be showing in 2D as well as 3D now, and if it's still playing next weekend and I'm not swamped, I may make a bid to see it again. I've now seen a few movies in 3D when I've had no alternative, but the only one where I thought it was any sort of benefit was Pacific Rim; I didn't find it made much difference one way or the other with Frozen, and I would've been much happier to get Winter Soldier in 2D, but on opening weekend that wasn't an option.
...that was a long tangent, but what I actually meant to write about really does just boil down to "and I didn't manage anything else I wanted to", which there isn't much to say about anyway. I do wish I'd at least managed to get enough sleep to feel rested, but no.
I don't know--can lethargy be contagious? Because poor
scruloose did in fact come down with a cold, and has had it for the entire four-day weekend; as of when he went to bed tonight, it hasn't started easing up yet. :/
So far I have no symptoms, so I'm hoping I've dodged the cold; I don't exactly get sick days at Casual Job, but then, I can hardly ever remember anyone--including the full-time staff, who do get sick time--calling in sick during a work session since I started working there in 2009. It's just not done. And it's the oddest sort of mood about it in the office, because there's no external guilt about the idea. No one says or implies that it'd make more work for everyone else if someone's not there, and when someone can't be there for whatever reason, nobody ever makes comments about it. We all know whoever it is would be there if they could. Obviously, yes, the overall office culture contributes to that, but I honestly think it's a trait that's sort of...self-selected for when people come to work in our office? The kind of people who take this job are the kind of people who damn well turn up because the work Has To Be Done and the thought of leaving the others stuck with our share is kind of appalling.
And from the outside, it probably sounds horrific, and I clearly don't make any bones about how hard it is sometimes, with the hours and whatnot (again, for people I haven't known long, I note that the hours are endurable because it's only for a number of weeks at a stretch)--it is hard--but I'm also really proud of being able to do it despite everything. I think of myself as having an average work ethic--not a bad one, but nothing to write home about--and beyond that, I have massive trouble focusing so much of the time, and that ties into anxiety in ways that bother me...but I can do this job, and I'm good at it.
(It's actually a bit similar to how I used to feel when I adapted Sgt. Frog for Tokyopop--Frog was much harder than anything else I worked on, and not really my sort of manga on top of that, but I could do it despite the wordiness and the weird concepts and the puns and the fact that the translations usually ran about half again [or more] as long as almost anything else I worked on. [I'm looking at you, Warau Kanoko-sama!])
There's undoubtedly some stuff in what I've just written that I could try to unpack, because the simple fact is that before I started adapting manga and then working at Casual Job, I didn't have jobs I felt good about. As with my work ethic, I wasn't bad at them, even though I was temperamentally unsuited to most of them. I did my best, and I coped as best as I could. But I wasn't proud of my work; even when doing a respectable job at something, it's hard to feel proud of it when you know it's not something you're cut out for. (Or when you're really good at one aspect but not great at another, and you work for people who rarely acknowledge the former but harp on the latter without offering much in the way of suggestions for how to do better. >.<)
Maybe I'll dig into this some more. I don't know. But right now I should've been in bed half an hour ago.
Originally posted at http://umadoshi.dreamwidth.org/516786.html. Comment here if you like, or comment there using OpenID. Comments at DW: