Losses, continued.

Gloria & Brian spared at the 11th hour.

Robert gone. Greg may be gone. Ted ‘retired’.

Mike, an old friend, and company driver is gone.

29 people in the mail shop
only 4 left. Lourdes, and 3 guys, George is gone.

Will not be able to view the web today, but will be updating from here as things happen.

for your kind support against the flame I got earlier… in the same post he actually returned and apologized to me… now to see if he apologizes to the folks that fed back to him, everything will be great. 🙂

In unrelated news, I got word tonight that the axe is going to fall, and fall hard on the company tomorrow. (I am in fact here still, fixing a few problems that I should just say to heck with, and go home. Missing my beloved… and my little newtie, too! I need some snuggles.) About 1/3 of the company is leaving.

As soon as this file tran finishes, I’m heading home. I should’ve been there over 2 hours ago.

Ooh! there’s Ornj! Be back later. 🙂

Woo! my first flame with a face! 🙂 Check it out!

I’m amazed it took this long… now, having replied, off to bed! 🙂

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This is weather the cuckoo likes, plain brown insecticide using tarnish plotted radio.
-the Cut-Ups

By the time I got to my apartment tonight I thanked my lucky stars for the endothermic properties of evaporating freon… Why do I need the blinking AC in January? Shouldn’t it still be nice and cool naturally?

Think about this for a second: in the nineteenth century, people had no air conditioning, dressed in heavy wool outfits, and believed that bathing was unhealthy. Try to imagine how long you’d have lasted at a crowded 4th of July picnic in 1899. Gah.

Pix got a Job!! I’m glad, as she goes to school, and being with out a source of loot is mighty stinky. in related news, dotgirl showed me this.. Metallica is so sue-crazy! eep. “Take that, pretty ladies in underwear!”

You have to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away, and know when to run. If you only know three out of four, you can’t really call yourself a gambler.

Going Vegan again, at least for a week, starting Saturday. Going to attempt to reenter the lifestyle.

Heck, I don’t even know how far it is to the nearest good Mongolian bar-b-que.

Quotes regarding my current job, here.

“Go back?” he thought. “No good at all! Go Sideways? Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!”
– Smart hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, from the book named for his race.

Very appropriate.

Regarding what happened to my earlier entry, I think I came up with an explanation. A local burst of solar energy ionized, and angered the tiny pixies who live in my machine and caused them to stomp the nasty bits of data flat before posting it to LJ. it’s the only logical explanation.

Textbooks To Blame for Stupid Teens

Researchers compiled 500 pages of errors, ranging from maps depicting the equator passing through the southern United States to a photo of singer Linda Ronstadt labeled as a silicon crystal.

Hmm… and I thought the kids today weren’t reading! 🙂

I stayed up too late last night, writing out some snail mail, being astounded at how atrocious my handwriting has become… those of you who’ve received holiday cards from me know what I’m talking about. My penmanship has never been award-winning, but it’s to the point where I actually feel a need to work at polishing it up some. I feel like such a weirdo, but I actually prefer to do my word processing on a machine, and then hand-write letters after the fact, once I have it the way I like it.

Still no word back from Analog… but that’s to be expected. I think I’m just going to try to forget about it until a acceptance or rejection letter arrives. I don’t like submitting stuff in paper format… it’s so wasteful. More magazines should consider e-mail or floppy for submissions, just to spare a couple of trees. here’s how they like it –

Manuscripts must be computer-printed or typed, double-spaced, on white paper, one side of the sheet only. Please avoid unusual or very small typefaces. Indent paragraphs but do not leave extra space between them. Please do not put manuscripts in binders or folders. We do not accept e-mail or fax submissions.

Author’s name and address should be on the first page of the manuscript. No material submitted can be returned or acknowledged unless accompanied by sufficient postage, stamped and addressed envelope (not a postcard), or stamped International Reply Coupons. No simultaneous submissions please.

Analog pays 6-8 cents per word for short stories up to 7,500 words, $450-600 for stories between 7,500 and 10,000 words, and 5-6 cents per word for longer material. We prefer lengths between 2,000 and 7,000 words for shorts, 10,000-20,000 words for novelettes, and 40,000-80,000 for serials. Fact articles are paid for at the rate of 6 cents per word.

Stuff I submitted was about 4,000 words, or approx $280 a story. Another reason I’ll never be a professional writer, I just can’t crank out enough to support myself in a way that I’d like… I have no idea how much I could get published, but if I assume ‘1 in 10’.. (a ratio I pulled from behind, of no value, but sounds good), I’d probably make enough to get by, comfortably. *ponders* Well, I’ll consider that dream more later.

Ok… Where’s my post from last night?

I wrote a chunky entry right before bed, right after the frankenmuppet, and now it’s vanished into the ether.

Hmm… I’ll have to ask Brad.

1 Jim Henson’s Frankenstein The horror, the horror.
Brutalized muppet corpses make this tragic, wretched
figure fun for all ages. Children spend hours identifying
terrifying muppet body parts, or counting the days until
this bitter monstrosity rises up to kill its creator. Ages 3
and up.
XU 999-2919 A … 29.99

The Day…

thanks Gina, for showing me the site!