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Along with everyone else in the world, I hate the new update page.
So today at work I was told that the position I've been temping in isn't going to go away when my contract with WotC does - that, coupled with the fact that my supervisor also told me that everyone was very impressed with my work, seems to mean that I've finally gotten somewhere in life that I'd like to be, and might be able to get a job with the QC department, if nothing comes through from the book proofing department.
But at the same time, having a job here that makes me happy precludes a lot of things that I genuinely, with all my heart meant to do, like move back to England. Hell, go back for a visit. But if the book proofing thing works out, I want to take a check from that to go for a trip there. And given the state of disaster that WotC's book department seems to perpetually occupy, I sort of think that I'll be able to do a book a month, especially since they're putting me on Eberron, which is their brand new Forgotten-Realms thing.
I hope to christ there are NO drow in the books. I can't stand drow. If you don't know what I'm talking about...you are SO lucky.
I'm also on the Dragonlance reprints/new books, and that series is going right along too. So even though the contract that I signed is valid through 2006 and only authorises 12 books in that timeframe, maybe I can beat them into giving me more books, more often. And frankly, I'm good at editing. Damn good.
So if I can do that, I think I can get to enough of a feeling of stability to go back to the UK for a trip. I'm thinking after my contract with the QC department ends, which at this point is going to be Jan 31. I'm hoping that I can do that contract, go for my trip, and then come back to a job in either the book proofing or the QC/Card proofing departments.
And I can't imagine that that entry made any sense at all. I'm suddenly a lot tireder than I've been in days. Ah well, on with the train wreck!
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urban_decay has fueled my interest in going to the industrial district (SoDo and points south, for those in Seattle) and taking pictures, particularly over on Airport Way under I-5. I think I can actually get some decent shots there - and I need to be handed a good shot on a plate, I suck at photography - to post.
Actually, between that comm anddesolatelondon, my interest in abandoned urban environments has soared. I've always been interested in that sort of thing, that cross between city and moon that is urban decay, but in the past I haven't been getting hit with it on a daily basis like I am now.
Urban decay is a failed immutable. It is the tattoo that meant forever but turned out to mean a lot less than that, it is the change that you make to yourself or your environment or your life or your friends, convinced that you will like it forever, only to wake up the next day and find out that all the meanings have changed, and the things you ascribed to your fetish-immutable are no longer in the right place, much less with the right meaning.
Urban decay means, on some indefinable level, that we failed. We took more than we could use and never bothered to try to put it back because we are so spoiled and egotistical as a species. We don't need to care; there's plenty of space out there.
That's what I see in these pictures. And for some reason, it inspires me. Perhaps it doesn't inspire me to rail against injustice and stupidity and our general inhumanity to anything other than the holy dollar, but it does inspire me to create something to fill that space, at least in my own head.
But for now, I must sleep. I want to get up on time tomorrow and finish the sleeves of the Halloween Costume From Hell. And if anyone has any suggestions for mock-Tudor or easily-destroyed-and-reassembled costume jewelry, please let me know. I'm running out of ideas that won't cost $my weight in gold.
So today at work I was told that the position I've been temping in isn't going to go away when my contract with WotC does - that, coupled with the fact that my supervisor also told me that everyone was very impressed with my work, seems to mean that I've finally gotten somewhere in life that I'd like to be, and might be able to get a job with the QC department, if nothing comes through from the book proofing department.
But at the same time, having a job here that makes me happy precludes a lot of things that I genuinely, with all my heart meant to do, like move back to England. Hell, go back for a visit. But if the book proofing thing works out, I want to take a check from that to go for a trip there. And given the state of disaster that WotC's book department seems to perpetually occupy, I sort of think that I'll be able to do a book a month, especially since they're putting me on Eberron, which is their brand new Forgotten-Realms thing.
I hope to christ there are NO drow in the books. I can't stand drow. If you don't know what I'm talking about...you are SO lucky.
I'm also on the Dragonlance reprints/new books, and that series is going right along too. So even though the contract that I signed is valid through 2006 and only authorises 12 books in that timeframe, maybe I can beat them into giving me more books, more often. And frankly, I'm good at editing. Damn good.
So if I can do that, I think I can get to enough of a feeling of stability to go back to the UK for a trip. I'm thinking after my contract with the QC department ends, which at this point is going to be Jan 31. I'm hoping that I can do that contract, go for my trip, and then come back to a job in either the book proofing or the QC/Card proofing departments.
And I can't imagine that that entry made any sense at all. I'm suddenly a lot tireder than I've been in days. Ah well, on with the train wreck!
urban_decay has fueled my interest in going to the industrial district (SoDo and points south, for those in Seattle) and taking pictures, particularly over on Airport Way under I-5. I think I can actually get some decent shots there - and I need to be handed a good shot on a plate, I suck at photography - to post. Actually, between that comm and
desolatelondon, my interest in abandoned urban environments has soared. I've always been interested in that sort of thing, that cross between city and moon that is urban decay, but in the past I haven't been getting hit with it on a daily basis like I am now. Urban decay is a failed immutable. It is the tattoo that meant forever but turned out to mean a lot less than that, it is the change that you make to yourself or your environment or your life or your friends, convinced that you will like it forever, only to wake up the next day and find out that all the meanings have changed, and the things you ascribed to your fetish-immutable are no longer in the right place, much less with the right meaning.
Urban decay means, on some indefinable level, that we failed. We took more than we could use and never bothered to try to put it back because we are so spoiled and egotistical as a species. We don't need to care; there's plenty of space out there.
That's what I see in these pictures. And for some reason, it inspires me. Perhaps it doesn't inspire me to rail against injustice and stupidity and our general inhumanity to anything other than the holy dollar, but it does inspire me to create something to fill that space, at least in my own head.
But for now, I must sleep. I want to get up on time tomorrow and finish the sleeves of the Halloween Costume From Hell. And if anyone has any suggestions for mock-Tudor or easily-destroyed-and-reassembled costume jewelry, please let me know. I'm running out of ideas that won't cost $my weight in gold.
