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Jul. 31st, 2022 07:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shadowkatWent out with Wales today. We went to Hamilton's again for brunch. And hung outside in the outside seating area on the sidewalk - it's a quiet brunch spot with little to no foot traffic. No one walked by when we were sitting there, and there weren't that many people sitting outside at around 2pm. Although enough - to show the restaurant was well trafficked.
It's up where I got my hair cut last weekend.
For the most part, it was enjoyable. But breakfast or something disagreed with me, because I was having IBS issues most of the time - with multiple trips to the facilities. I think it's partly the barometric pressure, and partly the metroformin - disagreeing with me. I don't know. IBS is weird.
Aggravating weekend. With lots of little annoyances. The IBS the latest.
When we got back to my apartment - because we both had to use the facilities before Wales headed back home - the front door was shut and I couldn't get it open, also the idiots inside refused to open it for us.
So I pressed the Super's buzzer - annoyed.
Apparently the locksmith came and fixed it. The super figured it out - we have to put the key fully in, turn, and then it opens.
At least the shoes that I ordered from All Birds and Ryka arrived without issue. And they appear to fit well. I'll try one of them out tomorrow - I think.
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I've been watching Virgin River and Paper Girls this weekend, along with another episode of Alone (the season prior to this one).
Paper Girls isn't that good - it's kind of annoying. The set up, a bunch of girls on a paper route in the 1980s, who aren't really friends - just acquaintances on the route, are thrust through time - without explanation. Except it doesn't appear to be their timeline, since their future selves don't remember having friends or a paper route. Also, I find it kind of insulting that these television writers don't think much of paralegals and single folks. [Our media has got to stop judging people.] Also the plot doesn't quite work. I've given up on it.
It's working off of the idea of how would you deal with your future self or vice versa.
Virgin River's problem is Jack Sheridan is not the most sympathetic of characters, and the actor kind of walks through the role. He's the romantic lead. The other characters are more interesting. But the acting is rather restrained, and the only ones with any ability are Annette O'Toole, Tim Matheson, and the older characters. The younger group is kind of lacking. It's very Hallmarkish. I like it because it's basically pudding television, comforting. Also, the focus isn't really on Jack that much.
Alone - the best of the bunch, proves once again that women can handle the "alone" bit longer than men apparently can. Although to be fair - this guy's issue was less about being alone, and more about grieving his four year old daughter who'd died less than a year ago, and doing it without his family around was kind of more than he could handle. Which is a bit different than just being lonely.
[By the way - those snippets are what I define as blogging. I wouldn't post reviews like that to Ao3. It has to be at least four paragraphs and stand a lone. And usually nothing else in the post but that film review. That's what I thought they meant by non-permanent or ephemeral works - or works that are just a blog. Snippet reviews like the above. I am annoyed with them - because I did operate in good faith, it's not my fault they weren't clear and can't be bothered to be so. This is the problem with organizations run by people - people are dumb. Put them in an organization and the idiots rise to the top. ]
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Zoom service at Church, was basically "Why do we Compare Ourselves to Others" - nothing good can come of this. Which is true. The man doing the lecture/sermon - stated that he did this all the time. That he used to worry about his wife and her friends - who went to Ivy League Schools - thinking less of him, because he'd not gone to graduate school. But they didn't. [No people have a tendency to compare themselves to people who have done better than they have or they are in direct competition with, not the opposite. ]
He also talked about a female comedian, who occasionally performs at a comedy club at Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn. Who was in various movies, and has done up to 30 productions recently, but seems to have faded into the background, and is well no longer a "movie star" or front and center.
Most of the service was muddled - due to bad mics and feedback, and Zoom issues. There were actually more people on Zoom than in the chapel.
At the end of the episode - he said, "please remember to try to not compare yourself to others this week."
I also think its important not to look backwards at our lives. Life is impossible to plan or predict. We have these big dreams when we are kids (although mine was rather simple - to be a novelist, still working at it) but we can't predict the other variables out there and the obstacles.
I told Wales that I can't choose my stories - they choose me. I wish I could, I'd be published and could make money off of them.
Speaking of, struggling with revisions on current novel - too much exposition, I think. I keep going to sleep during this specific section and I think I just have too much of a info dump via dialogue within it. Also,
I'm afraid my main character has too many things she's really good at - so trying to scale back on that. I fear the Mary Sue dilemma. The internet has really made me self-conscious about my own writing and not always in a good way.
***
Noticing more typos in my writing - I keep skipping over words or leaving them out. I think my mind is moving faster than my fingers can type, and I think I've typed out these words and haven't?
It's up where I got my hair cut last weekend.
For the most part, it was enjoyable. But breakfast or something disagreed with me, because I was having IBS issues most of the time - with multiple trips to the facilities. I think it's partly the barometric pressure, and partly the metroformin - disagreeing with me. I don't know. IBS is weird.
Aggravating weekend. With lots of little annoyances. The IBS the latest.
When we got back to my apartment - because we both had to use the facilities before Wales headed back home - the front door was shut and I couldn't get it open, also the idiots inside refused to open it for us.
So I pressed the Super's buzzer - annoyed.
Apparently the locksmith came and fixed it. The super figured it out - we have to put the key fully in, turn, and then it opens.
At least the shoes that I ordered from All Birds and Ryka arrived without issue. And they appear to fit well. I'll try one of them out tomorrow - I think.
***
I've been watching Virgin River and Paper Girls this weekend, along with another episode of Alone (the season prior to this one).
Paper Girls isn't that good - it's kind of annoying. The set up, a bunch of girls on a paper route in the 1980s, who aren't really friends - just acquaintances on the route, are thrust through time - without explanation. Except it doesn't appear to be their timeline, since their future selves don't remember having friends or a paper route. Also, I find it kind of insulting that these television writers don't think much of paralegals and single folks. [Our media has got to stop judging people.] Also the plot doesn't quite work. I've given up on it.
It's working off of the idea of how would you deal with your future self or vice versa.
Virgin River's problem is Jack Sheridan is not the most sympathetic of characters, and the actor kind of walks through the role. He's the romantic lead. The other characters are more interesting. But the acting is rather restrained, and the only ones with any ability are Annette O'Toole, Tim Matheson, and the older characters. The younger group is kind of lacking. It's very Hallmarkish. I like it because it's basically pudding television, comforting. Also, the focus isn't really on Jack that much.
Alone - the best of the bunch, proves once again that women can handle the "alone" bit longer than men apparently can. Although to be fair - this guy's issue was less about being alone, and more about grieving his four year old daughter who'd died less than a year ago, and doing it without his family around was kind of more than he could handle. Which is a bit different than just being lonely.
[By the way - those snippets are what I define as blogging. I wouldn't post reviews like that to Ao3. It has to be at least four paragraphs and stand a lone. And usually nothing else in the post but that film review. That's what I thought they meant by non-permanent or ephemeral works - or works that are just a blog. Snippet reviews like the above. I am annoyed with them - because I did operate in good faith, it's not my fault they weren't clear and can't be bothered to be so. This is the problem with organizations run by people - people are dumb. Put them in an organization and the idiots rise to the top. ]
***
Zoom service at Church, was basically "Why do we Compare Ourselves to Others" - nothing good can come of this. Which is true. The man doing the lecture/sermon - stated that he did this all the time. That he used to worry about his wife and her friends - who went to Ivy League Schools - thinking less of him, because he'd not gone to graduate school. But they didn't. [No people have a tendency to compare themselves to people who have done better than they have or they are in direct competition with, not the opposite. ]
He also talked about a female comedian, who occasionally performs at a comedy club at Atlantic Avenue in Brooklyn. Who was in various movies, and has done up to 30 productions recently, but seems to have faded into the background, and is well no longer a "movie star" or front and center.
Most of the service was muddled - due to bad mics and feedback, and Zoom issues. There were actually more people on Zoom than in the chapel.
At the end of the episode - he said, "please remember to try to not compare yourself to others this week."
I also think its important not to look backwards at our lives. Life is impossible to plan or predict. We have these big dreams when we are kids (although mine was rather simple - to be a novelist, still working at it) but we can't predict the other variables out there and the obstacles.
I told Wales that I can't choose my stories - they choose me. I wish I could, I'd be published and could make money off of them.
Speaking of, struggling with revisions on current novel - too much exposition, I think. I keep going to sleep during this specific section and I think I just have too much of a info dump via dialogue within it. Also,
I'm afraid my main character has too many things she's really good at - so trying to scale back on that. I fear the Mary Sue dilemma. The internet has really made me self-conscious about my own writing and not always in a good way.
***
Noticing more typos in my writing - I keep skipping over words or leaving them out. I think my mind is moving faster than my fingers can type, and I think I've typed out these words and haven't?