*whew*

I just finished writing and laying out in pamphlet format an eight page screed on pureblood marriage obligations for Descensus. That was soul-suckingly yucky. Notw to spend a lot of time in kinkos and with a needle and thread tonight to complete the object, which will be added to Descensus sometime tomorrow or Friday.

Pain in the ass!

Also, for those in the know, I'm either a good person or a coward, as I just made my dinner reservations tomorrow under my own name as opposed to something appalling. I came very, very close, but Cafe Sabarsky seemed Not the Place.

In non-HP news: My other pair of eyeglasses were located, and not a hell of a lot else, which this time of year is NOT A BAD THING. Being ahead of schedule on the Descensus thing means I can get some writing for AC done tonight, which is good as $$ are my friends.

I have some grievances

Whole Foods sushi bar staff -- pickled ginger is not a topping for sushi. It is for cleansing your palate before/during/after sushi consumption. So when you get it all over my takeout sushi, you suck.

Men who spit -- please stop spitting in public. I know you think you need to do this, but you're wrong. The female populace doesn't mysteriously have non-working salivary glands, we're just not so revolted (or impressed) by ourselves that we have to spit proudly and in public at every opportunity. I've been hit twice by accident with spittle in the last week. This doesn't make you a man, it makes you an animal, and sorry doesn't cut it, so just stop.

Certain many men on the subway -- you cock is not that big. Neither are your balls. Fucking put your legs marginally together and let the rest of us sit down. You are not more entitled to a seat then the rest of us, nor should I have to perch on the edge of one because you have a cock and I presumably don't. Also, men of LJ, this is not a time for "you wouldn't understand". If your bits are that sensitive, if you're not used to being a male in a crowded city like New York yet, just stay standing!

Medical professionals -- I have a real disease. My being female doesn't give you permission to assume I don't.

President Bush -- "I take full responsibility" involves what other than saying those four words, exactly? To say you've done nothing for NOLA, and really all of this country, since your election is generous.

Anyone concerned about education in America today -- Even if every school and child met the "No Child Left Behind" standards, American children would still be receiving woefully inadequate educations, because the standards are meaningless. Yes, I had an upbringing that emphasized education and I am smarter than the average idiot, HOWEVER our kids can't read, can't write, suck at math and don't believe in science! Stop patting them on the head and make them do some work. The answer isn't for "everyone to go to college" -- it's for every level of education to have meaning -- i.e., stop dumbing everything down to churn out more graduates at every level.

The ladies of Judy's Book -- you are some of the whiniest, most fearful, provincial, emotionally immature freaks I've ever deal with, and I've been on the Internet since 1990! This site is supposed to be to provide people with local business and product recommendations -- so I don't have an opinion about what colour you should dye your hair (although I do have an opinion as to whether you should list it as an "emergency" question). What I do have opinions about are your feelings that Christians are the most persectued group in America today and that it's unreasonable for school to ask you to pack school supplies for your children, but trust me, you don't want to hear them.

People who are afraid instead of aware -- The following things are not going to kill you: lipgloss on an airplane, ebola, anthrax, wilding teens, people on the Internet, going to the movies alone. STOP IT. Fear doesn't make you safer, it makes you stupider. Concern is different. And no, it's not the same thing, renaming your fear concern doesn't work. Being informed and dropping the superiority routine as if he who dies with the most terrors while hiding in their bathtub wins is usually a good start.

Historical reenactors -- Please get over this business about women in pants and breeches. We're not portraying women dressed like this.

ahh

One more greivance -- Kinkos -- no explanation necessary.

Amazingly, the Descensus object is done, so tonight I'll scan it in and then post it tomorrow after it's been delivered. I really thought I'd be finishing this at 4am.

I don't often talk about the whole "fanfic vs. profic" or "realfic" thing, but I want to take a moment to talk about it now, because of the amount of time I spend on this stuff and because of how into the object creation and found-object aspect of universe creation for Descensus in particular, but anything I'm working on in general.

I make stuff. People like it. In a big way, that's really it. Some stuff supports me financially (a story sold, work on a film, etc.), some stuff supports me emotionally (fanfic is a huge example of this -- yes, I do it because it's fun and mischievous and hot and interesting to me, but I have also seriously, seriously learned crap about myself in the process). Some stuff matters to like 1 or 2 people, when I'm lucky some stuff matters to more. Different things are more or less useful to certain particular goals of mine, but at the end of the day I don't view any of it as any more or less valuable, creative or noble than the rest of it. I make stuff. *shrug*

That said, hell is -- assembling a book on pureblood wizarding marriage traditions and connubial relationships in a Kinkos with _one_ working copier and a lot of angry people waiting online behind you.