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really, I just like the word 'melancholy'
*curls up in a ball*
You know those days where you wake up already wishing you were asleep again?
Yeah.
I couldn't concentrate in my single tutorial and had to fight not to make a mistake in my 3-hour practical lab for genetics. So many dilutions and centrifugations and additions and little fiddly steps where something could be forgotten. I appear to have lost all of my lab-fu over the break, and the demonstrator kept having to stop me and show me an easier/better/less STUPID way.
Some days are just designed to be marked 'return to sender'.
~
I considered the opinion anonymeme.
If you have something you want to tell me, tell me here. Honest opinion is never something I will ignore. I believe in the courage required to put your name next to your words, and if I'm doing something to inadvertently piss off or anger anyone...I want to know. I can't promise that I'll change. But I promise to listen.
And if you want to tell me something nice, hell, designated dumping grounds for affection are only for the likes of Valentines Day and other commercialised social constructs. I'm allowed to say shit like this because I'm single, you see.
The point being: your opinions of me, good OR bad, do not have to be stuck anonymously under a nervously posted comment that's the virtual equivalent of tying oneself to a tree and waiting to be fed chocolates or hit with rotten tomatoes.
I'm sorry if I sound pissy. See above re: not the best of days. And some of my friends have actually been hurt by that meme, so I'm not feeling too kindly disposed towards it, no matter how many warm fuzzies it has to potential to give me.
You know those days where you wake up already wishing you were asleep again?
Yeah.
I couldn't concentrate in my single tutorial and had to fight not to make a mistake in my 3-hour practical lab for genetics. So many dilutions and centrifugations and additions and little fiddly steps where something could be forgotten. I appear to have lost all of my lab-fu over the break, and the demonstrator kept having to stop me and show me an easier/better/less STUPID way.
Some days are just designed to be marked 'return to sender'.
~
I considered the opinion anonymeme.
If you have something you want to tell me, tell me here. Honest opinion is never something I will ignore. I believe in the courage required to put your name next to your words, and if I'm doing something to inadvertently piss off or anger anyone...I want to know. I can't promise that I'll change. But I promise to listen.
And if you want to tell me something nice, hell, designated dumping grounds for affection are only for the likes of Valentines Day and other commercialised social constructs. I'm allowed to say shit like this because I'm single, you see.
The point being: your opinions of me, good OR bad, do not have to be stuck anonymously under a nervously posted comment that's the virtual equivalent of tying oneself to a tree and waiting to be fed chocolates or hit with rotten tomatoes.
I'm sorry if I sound pissy. See above re: not the best of days. And some of my friends have actually been hurt by that meme, so I'm not feeling too kindly disposed towards it, no matter how many warm fuzzies it has to potential to give me.
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No idea.
I'm starting to realise that overstructuring is my major flaw not only in poetry and fic but in life, but it's control, and you know how much that means. It'll take me a while to move past my need for a tight grip on where I'm going and how everything fits.
I should tell you more how much I love your writing, but there are some people for whom I find it very difficult to capture exactly what it is that I adore in their style. You're one of them. This is a bad thing, because I don't comment as much as I should.
Thank you for this, Nny. I'm in the kind of mood where I need to hear these things.