nor so wide as a church door

Very brisk out today, where by "brisk" I mean "five degrees below zero while I was driving to work this morning". D: But there'll be snow tomorrow, and probably at a time that will still allow me to get to work, which is nice.

I made a stupid mistake on Friday with the newsletter, but I think I managed to get the correction out okay today, so it should be fine. Aside from that, the only stupid thing I'm doing is torturing myself with The Last Airbender - I need a project for ScriptFrenzy, and clearly the only thing my brain cares about right now is rewriting things, and then this just fell in my lap! But I have to watch it at least a couple more times, because the first time I was so busy hating it I wasn't paying super close attention. Not that paying attention does anything but make the script even more glaringly terrible. D:

( Okay, I'm sorry: I must gripe. I can't hold it in any longer. ) And now I am going to cut myself off, because if I keep thinking about this I am going to blow a gasket. D:<

On the upside, I think maybe I can get on track to post the last few chapters of ItO two weeks apart, instead of four weeks apart. \o/ I might have to take a little time off before I start Book Two, but if I can drop down to a two-week posting schedule, I will be VERY HAPPY. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Also, I am dusting off my old, unused FF.net account and trying to figure out how to post to it - not because I especially want to, but J and Ka both apparently use it, and I figure I should at least give it a try. **dubious** I am probably only saying this because I'm so much more used to it, but: the AO3's interface is so much simpler. :P

Well, first things first: I CAN HAS JOB. (That is, verbatim, how I relayed the news to my sister.) A few days of waiting around, flopping back and forth between "... it could happen?" and "Oh, forget it, you're going to be weeding for the rest of your life," and then suddenly there was a phone call. Well, more accurately, there was a phone call to my house while I was not there, and then to the cell that I had left on the table when I went away from the house, which meant that in the end, I had to call the guy back to get the news.

Clearly the job was my reward for buckling down and dialing without pausing to throw up first. :D

So now I may very well spend at least the next few years getting paid to do things I'm pretty sure I already love to do. I start on July 12th. \o/! There's still a part of me that's staring down at my phone and thinking, "... what just happened."

In more fannish news, I can't help but be pleased as punch that the A:TLA movie is getting bad reviews. I mean, I'm pretty sure most of them are because there was some pretty severe Adaptation Decay, but it's still sort of cruelly satisfying. I love A:TLA a truly unreasonable amount, despite how much the dialogue sometimes hurts me, and having a movie that was so ... I don't even know what - disrespectful? in a racist way? - do well would be horribly ragemaking. Please keep being bad, reviews.

Also on an A:TLA note, I finally saw the finale! I will have to do some rewatching - I skipped a few filler episodes (like Ember Island Players, for example) because, quite frankly, I am a terrible and impatient person and I really really wanted to see the end. I don't have many deep thoughts, and it's been a while since the thing aired, but, idk, just in case: ( spoiler cut! ) Point is, I liked it, despite the continued anviltastic qualities of the dialogue, and I am still incredibly overinvested in it. Good thing I have my ladiesbigbang fic to keep me occupied. My sister and I mapped troop movements the other day, it was very exciting. :D

And, of course, I read tfv's post on Twilight fans. Okay, yes, I have problems with Twilight, some bigger than others, but I'm not exactly in a great position to tell people it's not okay to love problematic source. Despite their various issues, I am still enormously in love with Harry Dresden; with Buffy; with Firefly; with ST:TNG. Fandom means a pretty ridonkulous amount to me, and when it comes down to it, I can't begrudge anybody the opportunity to fall in love with a source. (Although I still think offering RPattz your bleeding neck is probably a bad idea.)