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beansideWhy stop today? I've got a few other fanvids that I love, so I'm going to share them the rest of this week!
I've actually got more videos than I have week, so there may be some next week, too.
Though, I know I've posted the "You told the Drunks I knew Karate" SGA video at least once. But I'll probably do it again because that really started my love affair with vids.
I've gotten away from them after Marvel, because I haven't really been horribly fannish over things, but hopefully, something will come along and hit that fannish button.
Yesterday I rode the struggle bus. Dad was very fussy and in a lot of pain and seemed to be calling for Jess every three minutes. I felt a little bad, because I couldn't do anything but sit there and take calls. I know that's my job, and I like the job. I just hate that I can't be more helpful. Add in that my shoulder was peeved and I think I was getting overstimulated due to lowered amount of cope.
I only had one meeting yesterday, because a morning manager's meeting went overtime. So I just had my meeting with the Quality Parnter. She seemed very nice. She said she'll warn me when she starts seeing my calls so it won't be a shock. The other meeting got moved to Tuesday the 21st. I was hoping I'd be able to do a half day for Jess' birthday, but doesn't look like it.
Today shall be a quiet day, and tomorrow I shall have my 1 on 1 for April. I'm kind of looking forward to that, so I know where I stand. I think I'm doing well, but it'll be nice to have confirmation.
Hopefully, Dad'll feel better today, and there'll be less yelling. It's horrible when he gets like that. I feel bad for him, because I know whaat that kind of pain is like, but goddamn, he has absolutely no chill. The slightest inconvenience or pain will turn him into a fussy two year old. Well, except that he's yelling "fuck!" and "shit!" Last night got into the "let me die." territory, which we've asked him not to do, because it's upsetting, but he doesn't listen. He seems a little quieter this morning, so we'll see how the day goes.
Jess has a busy week next week. They have their birthday on Tuesday, and they're getting their hair dyed and cut. Then, on Thursday, it's off to get a birthday tattoo! We'll probably celebrate their birthday on the weekend, since I won't be able to grab cupcakes during the week, since all the good bakeries are closed by the time I get off work.
Okay, on that note, it's time to think about getting dressed. Everyone have a wonderful Wednesday! You're halfway there!
I've actually got more videos than I have week, so there may be some next week, too.
Though, I know I've posted the "You told the Drunks I knew Karate" SGA video at least once. But I'll probably do it again because that really started my love affair with vids.
I've gotten away from them after Marvel, because I haven't really been horribly fannish over things, but hopefully, something will come along and hit that fannish button.
Yesterday I rode the struggle bus. Dad was very fussy and in a lot of pain and seemed to be calling for Jess every three minutes. I felt a little bad, because I couldn't do anything but sit there and take calls. I know that's my job, and I like the job. I just hate that I can't be more helpful. Add in that my shoulder was peeved and I think I was getting overstimulated due to lowered amount of cope.
I only had one meeting yesterday, because a morning manager's meeting went overtime. So I just had my meeting with the Quality Parnter. She seemed very nice. She said she'll warn me when she starts seeing my calls so it won't be a shock. The other meeting got moved to Tuesday the 21st. I was hoping I'd be able to do a half day for Jess' birthday, but doesn't look like it.
Today shall be a quiet day, and tomorrow I shall have my 1 on 1 for April. I'm kind of looking forward to that, so I know where I stand. I think I'm doing well, but it'll be nice to have confirmation.
Hopefully, Dad'll feel better today, and there'll be less yelling. It's horrible when he gets like that. I feel bad for him, because I know whaat that kind of pain is like, but goddamn, he has absolutely no chill. The slightest inconvenience or pain will turn him into a fussy two year old. Well, except that he's yelling "fuck!" and "shit!" Last night got into the "let me die." territory, which we've asked him not to do, because it's upsetting, but he doesn't listen. He seems a little quieter this morning, so we'll see how the day goes.
Jess has a busy week next week. They have their birthday on Tuesday, and they're getting their hair dyed and cut. Then, on Thursday, it's off to get a birthday tattoo! We'll probably celebrate their birthday on the weekend, since I won't be able to grab cupcakes during the week, since all the good bakeries are closed by the time I get off work.
Okay, on that note, it's time to think about getting dressed. Everyone have a wonderful Wednesday! You're halfway there!
