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I Am On The Move

Digitally speaking, and not all that far. I have finally gotten off my duff, made a journal at Dreamwidth, and now finally got around to mentioning that fact here. This is not to say that I'll post any more often there than I have here, but you never know. Stranger things have happened. On Netflix, no less.

So, graced with some random Game of Thrones thoughts,

I'll probably shut this account down in the next month or so, before I have to pay for it again. (That's a lot of the reason for moving, finances. Blecch.)

Finally Finished Daredevil S2

Lots of thinky thoughts about Season 2 Daredevil, some related to my little jaunt to NYC last August, some spoilery, some not, but to be safe, putting everything behind the cut.

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1 - Kudos to the Daredevil makeup crew for remembering all of Matt's injuries from last season. Good to see a show that doesn't just hand-wave that.

2 - Although they never said so explicitly, Matt had a concussion. Interesting idea to explore the effect of a concussion on someone with supersenses.

3 - I think there may have been too many characters shoehorned in here, although certain cameos were appreciated.

4 - It's about frickin' time Matt told Karen he was Daredevil. Should have done it a helluva lot sooner.

5 - The place I first conked out in Brooklyn, & finally found out where they were filming, was in front of a bar. That bar is where the Irish gangsters were taken out in the first ep and the street scene with Brett, Foggy & Matt is where I was sitting for a rest.

6 - Tony Curran was at Shore Leave last summer, which would have been right about the same time he was filming Daredevil. Wish I'd known.

7 - My pretty little hill where I sat for hours waiting? That's the hill in Ep 4 where Frank collapses on the gravestone and makes his long speech. Jon Bernthal is now forgiven for ignoring me when I was outside the dining hall, he must have been doing some serious getting into character. (Glad Charlie only had to sit and listen to Jon all night, so he could say hi.)

8 - Damn, but the stunt crew were busy bees this season. Good job fellas!

9 - I genuinely thought Reyes or Tower was the Blacksmith. I should know better. How often is Clancy Brown the good guy?

10 - I am amused at how much time and effort was put into putting Daredevil on top of the archway, only for about a 3 second shot.

And now for the big question - what happened to Frank's dog?

Is That a Light or a Train?

The suckage of 2016 has continued, with my foot still hurting, job insanity, weather, etc. Last week a couple not so bad things happened - won $40 in the lotter, won the first two rounds of playoffs in trivia (although reverted to mediocrity in the finals), and my job finally became permanent as of Friday. On the other hand, I'm starting from scratch, with the last 5 months not counting for anything. So I still have no personal or sick time, much less vacation, and boy do I need one. A week to sleep/stay off my foot, and a week for errands and housecleaning. Yeah. That'd be good. Never happen, of course. I'd settle on one day for errands. And my foot not hurting.

2016: Just As Lousy

A change in year is not helping things at all. This has been one of the worst weeks ever.

Some of it is universal; I may not be the biggest Harry Potter fan, but I did adore Alan Rickman. By Grabthar's Hammer, this sucked. And Bowie. We got cable the same month MTV debuted, so I got my fill of Ashes to Ashes, Fashion, etc., loved the 80s version of Bowie, then went back & discovered that Ziggy Stardust is one of the best records, ever, full stop. Today just heard about Ted Marchibroda, the first ever coach of the Baltimore Ravens. Enough with the death already.

On a more personal level, I hurt my heel in the car accident & it's been getting worse every day. Last week we started using a new software system at work without training or practice, & the data supplied by our client conflicted with the previous set they sent us. I wound up standing at my supervisor's computer for hours at a time while we compared databases looking for the (many errors) sent by our client. That hurt my foot even more. It took us all day Monday to finish fixing the database & printing documents. When I got home, my paycheck was in the mailbox; I usually take it to work in my pocketbook & then to the bank at lunchtime. This will be important later. Monday night, CJ flipped out around 1am, and stayed that way, barking for hours. I finally got up, and after another hour figured out the problem - battery ran low on the smoke alarm. Meanwhile I was freezing & couldn't get back to sleep. Great.

Tuesday, I arrived at work to find out that all the documents we'd printed Friday & Monday - over 2500 of them - were wrong. We had to delete some data that we didn't want on the documents; turned out the new software decided to helpfully put it back when we printed. We had to reprint every one of them. Forget going to the bank - I didn't get lunch & almost didn't get a chance to go potty all day. Meanwhile my supervisor & the third member of our office were at each other's throats all day, & it became pretty clear I was not going home at 4 for the second day in a row. After 4, I kept working on documents while my supervisor went to ask the boss some questions. When he came back, he came back with the boss, the office manager & boxes. And started packing his stuff into them. I thought he had quit. Seems there was another issue altogether I didn't know about, & combined with software issues, there was blow up & he was fired. I'm a temp, who was brought on specifically to be his assistant, so I had to ask the office manager if I should come in on Wednesday. Meanwhile, We were still printing the documents, and as a result of the firing, all of the documents needed the supervisor's name crossed out and signed by someone else. Some other workers stayed late, but the whole mess wasn't finished until after 7:30, & I didn't get home until almost 8. (I called the neighbor & asked here to feed/out the dogs.) When I got home, it was 40 degrees in my bedroom - the wind was blowing straight in & the heater couldn't keep up. So I 'slept' Tuesday night on the couch. Didn't actually sleep much & was one hurting puppy in the morning.

So Wednesday was a continuing adventure in frantically trying to print documents & deliver them to various courts, which included broken hand carts, heavy boxes, metal detectors, nosy clerks & my own failure to poker face (the clerk correctly guessed from my body language & refusal to answer questions that things were a mess, & since we'd just filed over a 1000 documents with the name crossed out...well, we handed over a lot of evidence.) Managed to eat lunch but still no time for the bank. On my way home, I discovered that the keyfob to my new car wasn't working.

Thursday was worse; the third person in our office was now the boss, as it were, & she was pissy, surly & wanted someone to yell at. Guess who. Anyway, never stopped working the entire day, no food, no bank, barely made it to the potty & then only when I snuck out when she was smoking. I nearly quit Thursday. & I got in trouble with the higher ups, because my contract with the temp agency requires that I inform them of any 'change in status' so I called them Wednesday & told them what was going on. Between the temp agency & the loose-lipped clerk, a lot of people knew about the firing, & I started to think I was going to get fired because of that.

Friday wasn't quite as bad as Thursday, but not much better. It was worse for the 'new' boss, she almost quit yesterday. And again, no lunch & no chance to go to the bank. Every bit of me hurts like heck.

Then today, I was finally going to take the check to the bank.'s gone. Missing. I searched everywhere, but the check isn't in my pocketbook & it isn't anywhere else either. The only place I haven't been able to look is the drawer at work where I keep my pocketbook. I'm hoping beyond hope the check fell out of the pocketbook & into the drawer at some point during the week, but if it didn't, then I'm out a paycheck indefinitely. Haven't gotten this week's check either, so the money thing is is not good. Oh yeah, the keyfob is damaged & can't be fixed without an appointment at the car dealership. Joy.

2016, you are sucking.

I Will Not Miss 2015

2015 has pretty much sucked for me, start to finish, and it's finishing with a kick. I'm still not a permanent employee. My mother doesn't know who I am any more. My new health insurance (through ACA) was cancelled by the insurer because 'I didn't pay the premium before December 1'; they conveniently left out the part where they didn't process my account or the invoice until Dec 6 and didn't contact me until Dec 10. Still haven't gotten that straightened out, and my prescriptions run out tomorrow. Great.

But the big issue is that last week, just two blocks from the office, a kid ran a stop sign at speed. I was already in the intersection & couldn't stop in time to avoid him. Fortunately he admitted liability and I didn't think I was hurt. But the next morning - apparently I jammed my feet, esp my right heel, & my feet keep getting worse. It hurts to stand, much less walk. Meanwhile, my 2007 Mazda3 was a total loss. I'd never had a mechanical issue with it, and I intended to drive it at least another 5 years - I like not having a car payment, among other things. I found myself with only a few days to find another car, with an amount of money that was a decent down payment but not enough to buy any car outright (at least, not one under 125,000 miles.) & the only car I found in that short time was more than the quickie budget I put together. So now I have a car payment again, which really peeves me. I had plenty of smaller aggravations as well, a new one every day it seems. I finished up with a 2010 Mazda3, fewer miles than the deceased car and pretty well loaded. Less storage, both less cargo space in the trunk and few spaces up front to stow things. Nice car but I'd still rather not have a payment, esp not without a permanent job.

So 2015, bite me.

A Belated Thankful

I am very, very thankful to have had Mosely in my life this year. And I'm going to share him - he's now a certified therapy dog :)  (Mom's nursing home was bummed yesterday because I didn't bring Mose with me, heh.)


Euroquest Recap

Another year, another Euroquest on the books. It's the only gaming tournament I participate in, so I was there for pretty much the duration & participated in as many tournaments as I could. Skipped the wild card this time, a whopping two Can't Stop games both of which were horrid, & only a few 'Play to Win' games, I played but didn't win. Also stayed out of the side tourneys & demos. In the past 5-6 years, I made it into 5 semi-finals & 1 final. This year, I made 2 finals, qualified for 6 semis and played in 4 of them. Twice I was eligible for 2 semis that were played at the same time. Figures. Also was reduced to just 1 heat of Ticket to Ride - my strong game - by both finals being against TTR heats. My one heat of TTR (& lone heat of Castles of Burgundy, another one I'm good at) were atrociously bad. Some of the worst games I've every played of them.

Meanwhile, I learned two tourney games this year - Thurn Und Taxis, where I picked up two very close seconds, but opted for St Petersburg instead, in which I'd also landed a pair of seconds, played the semi against 3 sharks, & finished second again. They were all
convinced I was 'playing it wrong', but hey, I beat two of them. I've made semis in Settlers of Catan & Lords of Waterdeep before, but this time I graduated to the finals. I alternated terrible & great games at Settlers, meaning the great game was the semi & the terrible was the final. I wound up 4th. I never actually won a heat of Waterdeep, but did make the semis & won handily there. The final was close until the very end, when I finished 3rd. My friend Jay won the tourney. I rocked the Splendor heats, but came up one turn short in the semi. One more turn, augh. Last year I was knocked out of the Carcassonne tourney by the eventual champ; this year, I made it to the 'elite eight' before losing by 1 point. If nothing else, I seem to be getting generally better at tourney play.

The non-gaming aspects of the con...not so great. Won a game, but had no idea what any of the games were & picked something randomly. Went to the auction store & found one deal, but wasn't able to go back to bid on anything else. Couldn't afford to buy any new games. Locked my keys in the car Thursday night & had to get AAA out there. Lot of people I like to see didn't make it this year; lot of the ones that did make it weren't their usual selves this year.

Which leads to the part that the worst - one of my favorite people to play games with, Doug Hoylman, died last week. Pretty much that's all we know, he died. Doug had played nearly every game every created & he was a great & very willing teacher. He probably taught me half the games I know, even taught my nephews a couple games. A really patient & pleasant gentleman. we missed him this weekend & I'm already a bit adrift. I'm going to miss him a lot.

Easy Come, Easy Go

My string of minor successes last week (finished watching Charlie Cox's entire filmography, trivia team won both the final game of the session and the entire session, had two promising possible jobs on Friday) has come to a crashing halt, it would seem. I tried to play trivia last night, an all Game of Thrones night for extra seeding points, but the restaurant had cancelled all Sunday games for the rest of the year (football). However, the trivia company never took it down from their web site, never told the hosts the theme nights were off, and when I called the restaurant to confirm, the woman who answered said yes, they're having trivia tonight. So I skipped part of the Ravens game and drove an hour plus tolls, only to discover nope, no trivia. And got to watch the Ravens implode. Yay.

Then there was the temp-to-hire job I was to start today. It lasted less than 4 hours. I went home for lunch and while there got a call from the temp agency that they didn't want me to come back. Work-wise, it seemed okay, I hit it off with my trainer (who turned out to be a neighbor) and it was something I certainly could do, but I'd already realized I could not, in good conscience, work there. And while I hadn't said so, they must have figured that out. The main business of the law firm was finding legal loopholes for their clients to get around firearms background checks, CCW regulations, and generally selling weapons. Their one client this morning was crowing about the new silencer they'd helped him buy. Sorry, but no. Guns may be legal, but that doesn't mean I have to help people get them.

I will be calling the other job in a few minutes to see if, hopefully, that one works out better.

Decisions, Decisions

I was chatting with my former supervisor Monday, she's found a job and she suggested I try the employment agency she signed up with. So I did. Now, on Friday, they have a job they want me to start on Monday (!) Except at the same time, the car dealership 500 feet from my house also called me back, interested in having me there. That one is part-time, but pays more than the fulltime legal job. And it's 500 feet from my house.

So after all this time of not being able to find a job, I get offered two the same morning. I gotta lotta thinking to do and not much time to do it. (And dangit, I had just started a longterm project in the house thinking well, it's not like I'm working...)
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What A Wasted Trip

I thought this afternoon's errands/shopping trip would take several hours. It took 90 minutes, if that.

I'm trying to get my mother's wedding & engagement rings appraised, since she has no further use for them & I'm in a bad way financially. (Used the last of my unemployment benefits today; I have $20 some cash left.) So far I've been told $1500, $300, & we only do that one day a month. Today I was told 'pay us $30 first'. If I *had* $30 I wouldn't be trying to sell the damn rings, people. Guess I better get over to the first store tomorrow.

Then I went job shopping in a shopping center. The new place is still under construction; manager says they haven't even begun thinking about hiring yet. Every other place in the shopping center - 5 of them - is a chain store requiring online job applications. I've filled out a bunch of those for a variety of businesses; I get an acknowledgement that I applied & never hear another word again. Has anyone ever gotten a job this way? Because they won't even acknowledge reading it. Maybe they just see I have a college degree & immediately trash my application. But in any event, I'm not sure it's worth the hour per application it takes to never hear from these places again.

Finally, I went grocery shopping (hence the last of the money). What I really wanted was on huge sale, but perishable, & I won't be home the next couple of days. So I just got what I had to get, plus ice cream, my one pleasure in life now. But in the meantime, what is a greater sign that the apocalypse is upon us - Star Wars-themed coffee creamer? Or Christmas flavors before Labor Day? Either way, I'm mortified.

Oh, and it's 95 degrees and humid. Yuck.