Hey all, long time no type! ....god...one of these days I'm going to die from my lameness.
I'm the best at what I do. What I do? Apparently, nothing. Nothing being, of course, indulging in my new comic obsession. I've spent the last couple weeks reading the back issues, but now I have everything that's been released, so I should be able to do work again... You know, I never noticed how strange Japanese comics are. I mean, when I was much younger and I read Sailor Moon, I thought the insane stuff that went on was just cause it was SM. But no, it's like, everywhere....
I just got volumes five and six in the mail today. I open up volume five, and Shuichi's peeking his head into Yuki's room.
"Yuki, I'm leaving for work now. ....Yuki? Yuki, if you don't wake up, I'm going to eat you."
Next panel?
Shuichi's gnawing on Yuki's head.
Part of me wants to chalk it up to a mistranslation. The other part of me doesn't, and says I should move to Japan.
"One time we were in Japan, and I turned on the TV in our hotel room, and there was a talent show on and there was a band playing called gas mask. There were about four or five guys, and they were all wearing gas masks. They did a song that only had two notes. There was the first note, and the second note. And the song went like this.... 'Gas mask! Gas mask! Gas mask!'
"....I thought Japan was the place for me. I thought I had found the place where I was going to live for the rest of my life. I was unpacking my suitcase into the dresser thinking '$200 a night? I could live here for a while, then I'll find a cheaper place....'"
-John Flasnburgh, TMBG.
(I'm very very tired.)
In other news, I still have work-stress. I've been given a copy of my job evaluation. The space used to talk about the good things I've done for the department is equivalent to the space used to discuss this website. I've apparently spoken about students and coworkers in a derogatory manner, not using names, but in a way where it's clear who's being spoken about. Sigh. I hope after the evaluation, this bullshit with my website is finally over. Honestly, it almost sounds like I ragged on every single student's visible classroom performance. I spoke about two. About things that happened in private (not confidential stuff, just no one was around when it happened). I didn't even mention genders. The only people who know which students I was talking about by reading this site would be me and those students. It's not like I said "Ug, that chick Valerie is so stupid. She wanted to do her invertebrate zoology report on a bear! What a jackass!" I mean, that happened*, but did I rant about it on my webpage so everyone who was taking invert with her would know she wanted to do her invertebrate zoology report on a bear? No!
My coworkers...? I won't get into it. Except for the fact that two of them went WAAAAAAAY out of their way and got me a whole bunch of presents for designing a website for their course! I didn't need that! I did it cause it was fun and I wanted to do something for the students. But wheeeee! Prezzies! They're so sweet.
On a somewhat unrelated note part of me wonders if I have problems with self-control. If I have inhibition problems or ADD or something. If I feel something, I usually let it be known. If I'm happy, I'm bouncy and friendly. If I'm pissed at someone, I try to minimize my contact with them. I don't want to get into a screaming match with anyone, but at the same time, being nice to someone while bitching behind their back is so unbelievably childish. Giving someone the "silent treatment" while you try to calm down your emotions isn't that much higher on the maturity scale, but you know what? It's a helluva lot more honest. Oh, I'll bitch about someone behind their back (of course, it's usually stuff I've said to their face as well), but it's not like I'll put on two completely different faces.
Okay, other news, going back to comics, Comicology will be updated this Friday. It WILL. I know I've said that before, but the difference between those times and this time is that those times I was being a big liar. This time I'm not. Nightwing, Strangers in Paradise, the Flash, Robin.....others. All up there. Seriously, considering how short those little reviews are, it takes me a couple hours to do one, double-checking, triple-checking facts and events and quotes. Bleh. But it will be used again. Oh yes. It will be used again....
New comic of my own up tomorrow, followed quickly by (hopefully) the comic getting its own regularly-updated section on Westnet. It's time to launch this mother, baby.
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*Valerie is my sister. Story used with permission.
part of me wonders if I have problems with self-control. If I have inhibition problems or ADD or something. If I feel something, I usually let it be known.
yes. yes we know. we all know. all of us.
but at the same time, being nice to someone while bitching behind their back is so unbelievably childish.
Usually, yes, but I'm not so sure always. Example: There are one or two people that can think of that I truly dislike for various reasons, falsehoods they've spread, friends they've manipulated, and stories I've heard, and yet face to face, I can legitimately without-an-act get along well with them.
We share certain friends, and therefore occasionally run into each other socially. I suspect they know they are not my favorite people, but why make a scene out of it? I say hello, I chat, I probably enjoy the conversation, and when they leave, I turn and say "God I hate that guy.".
What would be gained by being overtly hostile?
Posted by: John Kenneth Fisher at August 5, 2004 12:24 AMSee, I'm not talking about hostility. I mean, if someone's making nice to my face, I expect them to be getting along with me. If someone's not speaking to me with the usual frequency, I expect I did something wrong. I then ponder what I've been doing lately, and how it might be affecting them. and then I take action, whether to stop doing what I'm doing (yeah, right) or to just deal with them not being happy with me. If someone's being nice to me, I expect everything to be cool, and when I find out it's not, it upsets me.
....and it's usually people who lie a lot who have real trust issues. ....I don't think I lie a lot....
Posted by: Kaitlin at August 5, 2004 12:54 AMOne of the things I admire the most about you is that you just tell people what you think. It's something I have issues with doing, so I admire it in other people. I don't think it's a problem, I think it's a good quality.
And [incriminating name removed by Kaitlin] seems full of whiny little . . . people I would like to work with. Erm. Nice [same]! Hire me!
[Sorry moira!]
Posted by: Moira at August 6, 2004 12:45 PM