ummmmm.....hi
i've decided to start up the blog engine again because it's the only way I'll ever manage to maintain anything like communications between me and the people I wish I was a better friend to. I'll continue to rant obscurely about work, but will now add rants about children and my singing group. I know you can't wait.
rant work update: applying for a job in communications. how the mighty have fallen. i could call it strategic communications, like the job says, and it's true i won't be the one writing the "the new database is up" messages, or more to the point, the ones that say things like "the FASB announced yesterday that it will revisit its intangible asset evaluation guidelines for reacquired business units." i guess it means I get to write the ones that say shit like "i want to congratulate you all on another great year in Assurance, and thank you for your contributions; you have indeed made it a year of service marked by distinction, quality, and relevance." I guess i can't write the ones that should say "we kicked tax's ass again, people. check out the haircut they'll be sporting end of Q4."
rant singing update: concert in 5 weeks. half the songs still not memorized. three not yet arranged. some completely not functional. and it's at fucking symphony space. with kremena! (NOTE: My new fictive kin mother in song, just the right age, with a dead daughter just my age, who was also a singer, with the added filip that the babi started to say not only did I sound like Kremena, I sounded like HER DAUGHTER - cue eerie bulgarian village music)
rant of children: my daughter is a whiner. and a tantrum thrower. she threw one today in the jamaican patty store, because i would not get her a cupcake to top off the donut she had eaten earlier. she threw a full on fling to the floor. you can imagine the caribbean looks I got for that. I was ashamed. almost said "I'll give you something to cry about" to save face, knowing that Vi would have no idea what I meant by it. but stopped myself and remembered it's better to be a good parent than to impress other parents. still. tough.
ok, done for today. I'll see how long I keep this up before I let whatever remains of my circle of friends know I'm really back on board.
rant work update: applying for a job in communications. how the mighty have fallen. i could call it strategic communications, like the job says, and it's true i won't be the one writing the "the new database is up" messages, or more to the point, the ones that say things like "the FASB announced yesterday that it will revisit its intangible asset evaluation guidelines for reacquired business units." i guess it means I get to write the ones that say shit like "i want to congratulate you all on another great year in Assurance, and thank you for your contributions; you have indeed made it a year of service marked by distinction, quality, and relevance." I guess i can't write the ones that should say "we kicked tax's ass again, people. check out the haircut they'll be sporting end of Q4."
rant singing update: concert in 5 weeks. half the songs still not memorized. three not yet arranged. some completely not functional. and it's at fucking symphony space. with kremena! (NOTE: My new fictive kin mother in song, just the right age, with a dead daughter just my age, who was also a singer, with the added filip that the babi started to say not only did I sound like Kremena, I sounded like HER DAUGHTER - cue eerie bulgarian village music)
rant of children: my daughter is a whiner. and a tantrum thrower. she threw one today in the jamaican patty store, because i would not get her a cupcake to top off the donut she had eaten earlier. she threw a full on fling to the floor. you can imagine the caribbean looks I got for that. I was ashamed. almost said "I'll give you something to cry about" to save face, knowing that Vi would have no idea what I meant by it. but stopped myself and remembered it's better to be a good parent than to impress other parents. still. tough.
ok, done for today. I'll see how long I keep this up before I let whatever remains of my circle of friends know I'm really back on board.
posted by fend for yourself at 9:07 PM
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