Well, *that* went well.

[bktheirregular]

Ever have one of those days?

3am, submit the biggest work of writing of life to the Stargate fanfic archive at Heliopolis only to find out that a chapter got repeated in the cut-and-pasting. No idea how that's gonna get ironed out.

Then comes morning. Go on the job hunt, literally hitting the bricks. To the old place where a living was once actually earned, only to find out that half the people who are left there are about to get downsized.

It's not just that I can't find a job; the jobs people have are frelling vaporizing. Blamed on spending cuts. Blamed on one particular political party. Not the party running the nation, mind you.

I don't care for the frelling blame game. Need to work, goddamnit!

Oh, and the capper? Get back from the fruitless job hunt to find e-mail that someone loved the fic on Heliopolis and desperately wants to find out what happened after the archive cut off the post a third of the way through.

AIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Ahem.

Please pay no attention to the primal scream coming from the shadow of the George Washington Bridge.

Close entry.

Comments

< massive hugs >

[neonhummingbird.livejournal.com]

All of this bites, oh yes! Sorry about the job sitch -- hunting is suck a pain in the ass in the best of times,and this sure ain't them. But you'll find something cool eventually, I have faith.

As for the archive... Wow. The crew running Heliopolis now is new to the gig, but that's still.... wow. < crossing fingers > it all gets strightened out soon. But at laest you know someone (else) loves the fic!

You can scream near the bridge all you want -- just don't jump off of it! :)