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 If it weren't for Festivids, my life would be total crap right now. Work stuff. Just, argh. Every time things seem to be getting better, something else goes completely wrong.

So, thank you Festividders. Thank you all!

Hey, it's my birthday! Another year older!

Sorry I've been incommunicado. I've been moving into a new place (the final place), waiting for Internet to get set-up, and generally getting adjusted to living in a new city, working at a new job, etc.

I haven't even read my friendslist in... too too long.  So if you've had any major life changes, er, point me to the relevant posts.

No birthday mixtape this year, I think. I just don't have the wherewithal (which is a shame, because I've discovered a metric eff-ton of cool new music courtesy of my lead at work).

Going to Disneyland on Friday for my birthday. It will be echan 's very first time going. Very exciting.  

Okay, back to the grind now. Later!

So much stuff going on. Some of it I can control, some of it I can control but don't seem to have any desire to do so, and some of it is out of my hands.

Credits Addict: ( This bit is boring )

Book: Based on a promise that kenobi  extracted from me -- crafty lady -- this year I'm properly starting work on some sort of horror film related book. It was meant to be a book on comedic represenations of cannibalism in film, but it turns out that another author is working along similar enough lines that I need a new idea. I'm still pondering.

Web Design: Designing a website for Dad right now. It's... going.

Work: Busy.

Phoenix Comicon: Not quite sure what's going on here, because the coordinator in question is clearly very busy, but I'm fairly certain I'm doing a panel on classic horror there in a few weeks.

Fun: I do have time for that. And it's been awesome.

Anyway, in the next week or so, keep your eyes peeled for my annual "A Great Many Things I'd Like To Do This Year" list. And of course, next month we'll have my annual birthday mix CD and Top 25 films list.

It's freakin' freezing cold at work today. I hate working in the data center sometimes. I should have long sleeves on, but I don't. Of course.

Two (you read that right -- two) new posts over at Cinema-Geek.com, one on Mario Bava's The Whip and the Body and another on five widely recognized "classic" horror films that I don't like. But then, subscribers to cinemageekblog are already way ahead of the game. *G*

*completely does not wish veggiebelle a happy birthday or anything of the sort*

Got a sort-of promotion at work. Same official job title (Support Tier 2, which is another promotion I failed to mention), but I'll be doing Professional Services, which means I get to go into servers and futz around with people's code and whatnot.

Righteous.

Oh, and I'll be working Monday-Friday again. After a year of Sunday-Thursday, that'll be weird.

I have two more 5 things lists to do, but I seek more! Hit me.

Yesterday, my boss asked me to come in at 7:30 this morning instead of 8. For whatever reason, my brain interpreted this as "Oh, crap, gonna have to wake up a whole hour earlier." So, I did. By the time I was awake enough to realize my mistake, I was too awake to take advantage of the possibility of sleep. So here I am. Posting.

La di da.

Oh, and happy birthday to lizbetann. Woot!

ETA: Oops. Looks like I wasn't mistaken at all. I was supposed to be in at 7. Egads.

Tech support on Sundays is so mind-numbing. And I got not-enough-sleep last night due to player issues (thankfully resolved to the satisfaction of all, but still). Anyway.

I'm never around, so uh -- let me know what's going on. Or just bother me. I like being bothered.

I have a job interview tomorrow for a technical support position with a web hosting company. Take that temp-hood!

That said, my heart goes out to all of those affected by the devestating ravages of Hurricane Katrina.

I hate calling in sick. For one thing, if I do eventually feel better, I can't go anywhere. My work is within three blocks of my apartment complex, and if I were to be seen up and about, well... A temp's life can be a brutally short one (even after nearly seven months of dedication and hard work). This morning I was all blargh, now I'm doing better. So I'm trapped (well, I could go into work, but I always feel weird about that).

Tried working on my Angel ficathon story, but it's not coming together. My problem is that if I want to stay in canon, I have exactly one period of time I can place the story in, and I just don't have any exciting ideas for that time. I was basically writing reams of dialogue with no place to go with it. I hate that.

Have some films to review. Screeners are the bane of my existence, because I'm expected to review them with in a certain amount of time and (unspoken) expected to like them. I always feel guilty trashing a free movie, so I always hope that it's really good. I fear I err on the side of not pissing off the marketing people, which is not cool (and they honestly don't care).

Watched Love Actually this morning. Oh, how I love that movie. Richard Curtis writes fabulous, very English romantic comedies. They get me every single time. It started with The Tall Guy and just went from there. And anybody who uses Emma Thompson is a-okay in my book.