profundis: (Oh Really...?)
If you ever take up freelancing, or work a part-time job on a regular basis, no matter what kind, you will have to contend with how astonishingly self-centered and myopic your closest friends and family are. They don't realize it, and niether do you until you are not working full-time. Even if you are freelancing full-time hours (or more!) they still don't get it. Do not think your dearest kith and kin will be the exception to this, they will not. It is not an "if" type of thing, it is something you can count on.

They will not see what you are doing as actual work. You might be better than a welfare case in their eyes, but once they know you have extra time in your week compared to others or that you have control over your schedule you instantly become A: a slacker or B: their imagined errand boy or C: all of the above.

Oh sure, they will never come out and *say* that they don't value what you are doing or respect your choice of work/ lifestyle, but trust me, they don't. They will show you in their actions and unconscious attitudes. "I know you are doing what you love" is what they say but the unspoken end of that sentence is "by being a lazy bum or feckless dreamer."

God forbid you actually do spend a lot of time with them on a regular basis because then you are fucked. If you start working full time after they get used to being able to call you up on a moment's notice to help them or visit them, and then suddenly you are no longer at their back and call...well, get ready for a shitstorm of guilt as they whine and cry about how you are alienating them and how you are so aloof now.

Finally got a real job? Great! Now quit being so inconsiderate and service their insecurities! Its not like you miss having all that free time to yourself! Losing an extra 20 -25 hours a week off your previously flexible schedule couldn't possibly mean you need to spend any less time with them, right?!
profundis: (Thuh fanger)
If we make plans for me to come visit you when i'm in your town, and then I visit your town and you blow me off, don't think I forget it. Don't think you can just chat me up 2 years later like nothing happened.
profundis: (Oh Really...?)
Sooo my retarded friend has a facebook.  She regularly champions the cause of disabled people, gays, basically any downtrodden minority really, cause she's awesome like that.  She's made up a word that essentially means "homophobic towards the disabled."  Ok, sure its not really a word, but she's like, 15 mentally, you follow me?  So some douchebag actually takes her to task for it on her facebook...going so far as to complain that her term is not a word and defining what is and isnt a hate crime, etc etc.  

You know that saying that arguing on the internet is like winning the Special Olympics?  Yeah.  Talk about your irony!  Way to go retard!

Seriously?

Aug. 18th, 2010 05:12 pm
profundis: (Jerri)
Just saw an anthropomorphic dog-guy profile on Scruff.

"Would you meet a fictionalized cartoon of who I feel like on the inside?
Not My Type Not My Species   Maybe    Definitely"

Furries ruin everything.

FB WTF?

Oct. 25th, 2009 04:04 pm
profundis: (Christ!)
Why do they keep fucking with the workings of FB? Now I can't update my status, change my email, block people, enter my birthdate or even enter my password reliably.

Dear FB,

Do you think you could you please GET BASIC FUNCTIONALITY DOWN PAT before you go monkeying with things?

Thanks ever so, Mikey

profundis: (Mooninite)

So, if you put on your sign that you are offering $0.99 slices on Saturday & Sunday, and then people come in to partake of said offer, do not:
 

  • Fail to post any information about the special inside your restaurant
  • Say that the special is only offered for a subset of your posted business hours
  • Get snarky and say "there is only so much room on the sign" when your potential customer rightly points out that the sign did not say anything about limited hours.
  • Point out that you close in 35 minutes and report that there are no slices left anyway, but your customer may choose to purchase an entire pie.

FAIL.  If I'm not mistaken, this is known as "bait & switch."  I ain't havin' none of your attitude OR your slices.
Too bad for you since you are conveniently located to me and my hungry bear roomies' apartment.


profundis: (Christ!)
GLBTQ2I?

Really?! I am never using this term or any of the other alphabet soup acronyms for the entire breadth and depth of every kind of sexual minority all lumped together (except in irony or to bitch about said term). There should be an announcement each time a new color of marshmallow is added to the Fucky Charms community. Queer Hearts! Lesbian Moons! Transgendered Stars! Gay Clovers, Bi Diamonds and Questioning Horseshoes!

This is totally cumbersome, hard to remember - much less spell, use or "pronounce." Someone either needs to make a true acronym that can be a practical word for all us non-mainstream folks or if we are going to lump in every conceivable sex and gender issue into one label can we just say "sexual minority" and get it over with?


profundis: (Default)
Surfing the internet is like having uncontrolled telepathy. It makes you aware of what is inside the "minds" of people everywhere. And that is NOT good. lol



profundis: (Mm-hmm whatever...)
...that are all natural plant based and biodegradable...Don't you wonder what THE FUCK took them so long?  Why weren't they making these products all along?  Why were they peddling the industrial refuse formerly known as household products for so many decades before?
profundis: (Jerri)

But they'd have $83 million stashed in a shoebox if they had never put Prop 8 on the ballot.

profundis: (JLA)
WTFinal Crisis
profundis: (Oh Really...?)
On the way to work I was listening to my local NPR affliate and they had a little segment on called "youth radio" or something like that, which they do from time to time. It is a short essay read by its author, a young person of high school or college age, typically from a disadvantaged background. Most times they speak about subjects of social relevance from their perspective - one that is commensurate with youth, i.e. generally hopeful, often idealistic, sometimes callow. That's fine. It's to be expected, and its nice to hear "regular people" on the radio too. The segments run without commentary or disclaimer on the part of NPR.

Today, however, the segment was by a young woman whose issue was with gentrification. She blamed the middle class for running poor people out of their homes by fixing up her blighted neighborhood with "million dollar condos." I have some news for you, chica, middle class people don't live in million dollar condos. Nor is it their fault your neighborhood is so run down, and it isn't their nice new houses and shops that have run poor people out of the ghetto. It is taxes that have done that. Taxes levied by the same government that you would turn to for a solution to the "problem" of people with some money using that money to improve a decayed area. Bend your congressperson's ear or lobby the local government to adjust property taxes based on owner income and not percieved value and you might be on to something.

But take your blame finger out of the middle class' face. "Think of the poor" is the new "its for the children." It's manipulation and frankly it doesn't help. You will not improve your lot in life (or your neighborhood) by demonizing people with means. Why not enlist them to your cause instead?

As disdainful as I am of her screed, I'm even more disappointed in NPR for running it. I listen to NPR as an antidote to Fox News and Rush, Hannity etc. Sometimes I forget that NPR is not an antidote to irrationality, it is sometimes simply an opposing flavor of it.
profundis: (Jerri)
Ok it has been Mercury Retrograde for two days now, let's count up the casualties so far:

Near-fight over $ stuff with a good friend

Misunderstanding over extent of possible new work stuff comes to light

Computer eats 4 months worth of saved LJ comments

Cruise control goes out on truck

Computer doesn't want to sync with PDA
profundis: (JLA)
Remember Animal Man? And New X-men? And that run on JLA? Remember how everyone thought Grant Morrison was some kind of alien super-genius that mortal man could scarcely imagine, much less comprehend? I have a different theory.

What if Grant Morrison were actually a giant douchebag? Not just any giant douchebag, but a giant douchbag full of suck. Suck so deep, dark, and cavernous that not even light could escape. After Batman R.I.P. and 5/7 of Final Crisis, this is my best theory. Tossing out ZOMGWEERD terms like "quantum blunderbuss" and "krona protocol" while your characters react with horror and dismay might once have been edgy and mysterious, but now it just sounds like items I have to turn in to complete a quest in Warcraft. Yawn. Move along already, dude.
profundis: (No Sir...I don't like it.)


Does anyone else hate this movie? Not only is it sugar-frosted evil -- the giant corporate asshole gets the girl *and* her cherished livelihood? -- but its loaded with product placement for just such a giant asshole corporation (AOL, and more if you take the Fox Books in the movie as a proxy for Borders / B&N).

I felt cheated when I saw this, and with good reason. Tom Hanks' character doesn't deserve the sympathy that the movie tries to slather him with. Even though Meg Ryan's character somehow manages to love the guy that crushed her emotionally and fiscally, he never repents nor makes amends for the grievous wrong he inflicted on her. I guess she is so traumatized from the whole ordeal that any port in a storm looks good. If he really loved her the very first thing he should have done after finding out her true identity is get down on his knees and beg for her forgiveness. The second thing is whatever she wished by way of making amends (like making the kids section of every Fox Books into "the Shop Around The Corner" for instance).

But no, he justs comes in and somehow makes it all ok by being nice after being a total dickhead and she just sucks it up like a good little submissive girl. Running that store was just too much work anyway.

Prettying the movie up with all the "New York In Autumn Glow" stuff doesn't pay off the movie's emotional debt.

Foul. Foul, I say.
profundis: (Thuh fanger)
Note to self: Next time don't rant and run. Next time elaborate your rant into a full-on screed instead of venting and heading out the door to work.

OK - here's my beef with some of the "sides" of the prop 8 divide, as brought on by reading through the blogosphere of late:

For people whining that placing blame upon those who are to blame for Prop 8 passing is in itself a form of intolerance: Grow up. Everything is not cotton candy and kum-ba-ya in life. Being sweet is not going to get the job done. Also, being called out on that which you are responsible for is NOT intolerance, it is accountability, and sometimes that stings a little. Wah.

For people whining that suing / calling out the leaders and decision makers of churches and other organizations who funded and supported the Yes On 8 crowd is "hateful"...Wise up. It is entirely appropriate to levy any and all legal consequences upon those who enabled/organized/encouraged the passage of Prop 8. If you want to go play patty-cake with them instead, be my guest, but you may want to move your head a little to the left cause I'm trying to aim.

For people who get all butthurt and sniffly (and worse, preachy and shame-throwing) because there are pissed off angry faggots out there on a tear over Prop 8? Grow a pair. If you don't feel angry about it, fine. If you want to hold a love-in over it, go for it. But don't you presume to criticize those who are hella pissed over this slap in the face to our civil rights. Our anger is not only justified, it is necessary.

Oh, ACT UP, where are you now?
profundis: (Durty Pillers!)
Prop 8 Supportors Celebrate
profundis: (Mooninite)
I just had an epiphany as to why so many gay guys go on about how they aren't into "the gay scene" / acting "gay" / politics, etc.

They don't want community, or freedom, or dignity, or respect, or equality, or even tolerance.

They just want cock.

Duh.

profundis: (Oy.)
My eyes hurt from over-rolling.

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