Raises fist impotently at universe and nameless faceless things I can't do anything about.
Me: My father's voice is in my head - "Don't let the turkey's get you down."
Chidi (who is kind of metaphor blind looks at me quizzically).
Me: Turkeys are people annoying you or hurting you.
Chidi: Oh.
Me: I think its time to declare open season on the Turkeys.
Chidi laughs.
***
Me: I don't know why I've been so angry lately...
Mother: That's also part of grief.
Me: Yeah, my beautiful, kind, loving father went through the hell of Alztheimers, and there are all these nasty people who hurt me and others who are perfectly fine. It's not fair.
Alzheimers makes me angry, impotently so.
**
Speaking of nasty people..
Me vs. the idiotic OTW support at Ao3[By the way, a huge thank you to whomever is sending hostile emails to these folks and making them miserable. They keep complaining about it on Ao3 - on the front page.]
See last post on the nasty email they sent me out of the blue.
What do I think prompted it? I posted two reviews of Twilight movies.
Although weirdly they didn't list either as the problem, but a bunch of movie reviews. Four in fact - Last Chance Harvey, Miss Potter, The Help,
and Bridesmaids.
This is their FAQ's :
( AO3's incomprehensible FAQs or rules, apparently whomever is writing this has English as a second or third language or they are a lawyer. )( my response, rather lengthy and across five -six emails, because I kept coming up with new things after posting the last reply and they told me to reply to their email if I disagree or wanted to contest the complaint, so I took them at their word and hammered them with replies )**
I did delete three of the five innocuous movie reviews they cited, along with a few other items (15 People you meet on the internet and in fandom, sociological analysis of television shows, an episode review of an Once episode, and a few movie reviews of two of the Twilight films (which probably resulted in the complaint)... Then gave up. (I'm not sure what they'll make of what I did - except that I got pissed off, tried to comply, gave up, and left them in the lurch. I really don't care as much about my content as they appear to.) I spent too much time uploading them, I've neither the time nor the patience to pull them. They can either let it go. Or they can be assholes and delete and permanently suspend my account.
It's ironic in a way - since non-fiction fanworks are protected by copyright law and aren't considered an infringement, fictional fanworks are not protected under copyright law and in certain areas considered infringement. They'd be better off archiving the non-fictional works.
I feel idiotic for being furious. But I am. Impotently so. Yet another group of nameless faceless people I can't do anything about.
Morale: Do not archive your written works of any kind on sites owned and run by nameless and faceless people with a bunch of hard to understand and vague FAQs. And don't do it while grieving a loved one.
And a site run by volunteers isn't necessarily a nice one.
Plus? I can't help but think it was the Universe's way of getting me to stop obsessively posting reviews, episode reviews, and episode meta to Ao3.
When I should be doing other things. Better things with my time.
Universe: Stop. Work on your book.
Me: In a minute.
Universe: Take a walk.
Me: In a minute, posting this first to Ao3
Universe: Fine, be that way.
Ao3: Take down 90% of your work and stop posting reviews.
Me:You Bleeding Fockers. Curse you! Raises fist at universe.
Universe: ...hee hee?
***
Work.
Ugh.
TGIF
Oh well, my non-management co-workers/colleagues make it worth while. Now if only we can get rid of management.
We kind of help each other. AM actually came up with a way to save us all time on the dreaded excel charts. Turns out I was right - the course she took and her presentation was on a new IT methodology. Brought back memories of when I created a royalty database in Access with IT and Accounting back in the late 1990s, early 00s.
Management tends to ignore anything that isn't on the dreaded charts. It's crazy - because that stuff ends up falling through the cracks and is important.
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I wanted to smack the conductors on the trains this morning.
( Read more... )***
Oh well, it wasn't that bad outside at least. And now that the storm clouds passed without doing anything - I'm not edgy, was very edgy all day today and yesterday - which only served to fuel the anger.
Now that the heavy air mass has passed, I no longer feel edgy. Either that or the beta blocker worked, or the cry with mother over the phone...was more cathartic then expected.
Have a hair cut planned on Sunday at 3pm, new stylist, new salon, about a fifteen minute walk from my house. As opposed to a subway. We'll see how it goes. If it goes poorly, in two months, I'll get it fixed.