So to summarize the last month (or so) when I have been invisible woman:

-Severed a tendon in my left index finger. You'd be surprised how quickly you get used to typing with nine fingers.

-Work. At what point did I become the 'go-to' person for when we find mice in the kennel? "Uh-oh, mouse. Is it dead? Better get Jennifer."

-SG:A x 1000000. I cannot get enough Rodney McKay. For srs.

-Vet. One of my rats got an abscess that recurred after the first round of antibiotics, but I think I have it under control now.

I feel like ... nay, I have been a bad e-friend. (you don't have to assure me that I wasn't, this isn't that kind of post.) The thing is, my flist just expanded and expanded, and as much as I love having tons of people on it, the more it expanded, the harder it was to keep up with, until eventually it got to the point where it was almost like work, and I would put of reading my flist, and then put it off again because the knowledge of how much I would have already missed was daunting.

I'm not going to cut my flist. I think I going to take all the comms of it, though, and I'm going to try to get it to the point where reading it is fun and exciting again, and therefore I'll want to keep track of it.

So, there you have it.

~Djinn

PS: If I missed anything major in the last month, drop me linkie, plz?

I love my job, and yet, I hate my job.

We have a notebook we use to log pretty much everything--if a dog has a health issue, if they aren't eating, if something in the kennel is broken, etc etc etc. However, when people start having beefs with each other, the notebook inevitably becomes a catty whine-fest. W, self-important 'trainer' extraordinare, wrote three notes in the book today, whining about my darling friend K, all of which basically amounted to 'OMG I am so much better at this job that I have been doing for a month than K, even though K has been here nine months and has helped pull this kennel through several crises.'

Or: 'Wah why does no one recognize my vast superiority wah!'

God, it's driving me nuts. Thank goodness he's already given his notice, this is his last week.

~Djinn

At this time tomorrow, I will be in Las Vegas, Nevada, getting drunk with rivers_bend.

(Okay, we might not be getting drunk, but we will definitely be painting the town red.)

If you never hear from her again, it will be because I stuffed her in my suitcase and smuggled her back to Texas to be with me for ever and ever.

~Djinn

I've reached the point where I cannot keep up with my flist in the time I actaully put aside to spend on that task.

No, I am not announcing a friends cut or flouncing out of lj. I'm just complaining about having to filter my flist to private journals only every time I look at it. And even then, it's just ... hard to resist the lure of other things in order to really pay attention to what I'm reading.

But it doesn't mean that I don't love all of you!

♥

~Djinn

So, in case any of you were wondering why I've been the invisible woman lately ... well, there has been shenanigans at work.

Co-worker W is apparently in jail because of an unspecified number of unpaid tickets, co-worker J stopped showing up for work, leaving a note saying that her car was totaled and she can therefore no longer get to work (which odes not answer the question of how she got to work on the day she left the note, or why she never mentioned the wreck to anyone) co-worker S got a new job, and has already left for it, and now co-worker L didn't show up this morning, so we now assume that she is also never coming back. That leaves me and co-worker K as the only two kennel techs to take care of 30-some-odd dogs.

So, yeah. I've been kinda busy, and likely will be for the next week or so. I've just been too exhausted to spend much time catching up on my flist, I sowwy.

I still love you all!

~Djinn

I just got a job!

The place I went to interview last week called on Sunday to say that, unfortunately, they had given the job to someone else. I was disappointed, but told the woman (the same one who had interviewed me) that I appreciated her calling to let me know. I've been to too many interviews that ending with me never, ever hearing from the people again.

Today, she called again to say that they'd gotten approval from the owners to hire a second person (which she'd mentioned to me that she was hoping for) to do front office work and maybe some work in the kennel as well, and was I still looking for work?

I was (duh!) so now, I work at a small boarding kennel! Oh, be still my heart! ^_^

Since I know have an income again, I'm probably going to spend real money on LJ solstice gifts. Hmm, I wonder which is more practical--extra icons, or paid accounts/extensions?

~Djinn$$

Djinn's new laptop arrived today. Yay! And yet, also, boo. On the plus side, I can actually move it from place to place without the battery spontaneously deciding that it doesn't have a charge--on the other hand, the new laptop is running Vista, and I hate having to adapt to a new look/feel with my OS. I'm totally an old woman that way. [crotchety] You know, when I was your age, we ran programs through DOS! And we were grateful for DOS! And floppy disks were actually floppy--and roughly the size of my hand with all it's fingers extended! And CDs were the stuff of dreams and fantasy!

Am I dating myself? I'm really not that old. Seems the computer age makes everything faster, including becoming an old woman.

Also, I had a very encouraging job interview that I'm somewhat optimistic about. There's a dog kennel in Andice that's family-owned, and it seems like a real nice place. Hard manual labor is involved, but I'll take physical exertion over customers screaming at me over things I can't control any day. I really hope they call me back. *fingers crossed*

~Djinn

So, the thing is, I watch Dancing with the Stars . I'm not going to make any excuses for this--I like to watch people dance.

The point is, I have seen my future wife on this show. This:



is the woman I would marry, should I ever meet her and our sexualities prove compatible. (And the guy she dances with--whatever to him) Seriously, have you seen this chick dance? (if no, here, go watch. Be amazed.)

So yeah, Sabrina Bryan, should you ever see this, consider it a proposal of lesbian marriage. Marry me!!

~Djinn

Okay, this is it. Lock up your daughters, tie down your sons, the impossible is happening: Djinn is going to say something political.

I'm sick of men saying that women are equal to men and feminists need to shut up while:

1. Women are still stigmatized for being sexual beings. (If you sleep around, you're a slut! If you're a woman, anyway.)


2. Domestic roles as still seen as the realm of women, regardless of other factors. (I can't belive she doesn't stay at home with her kids! What about her husband? He could stay home, too.)


3. Advertising directed at women still constantly emphasizes the need to be 'feminine'. (who says what is or isn't feminine? Ad campaigns designed by men? Who says my shit-kicking boots aren't 'feminine' ... I'm female, aren't I?)


4. Men still view sex as something that they are entitled to get from women if they are 'nice', or if they spend money. You aren't entitled to shit.


5. Men continue to dismiss feminist concerns with things like 'But women are in control! I mean, we're lead around by our dicks, right? Harharhar!' (Women are not defacto sexual objects. If you are saying the only reason you pretend to value women is because you want to sleep with them, you are disgusting.)


6. The 'boys will be boys' mentality is still alive and well. ('Well, yes, he slept with five other women during our marriage but, haha, you know how boys are ...' Gender is not an excuse or mitigating factor for any behavior.)

I don't think I can stomach continuing, but you get the picture. You want a better explanation? Try Heartless-Bitches.com or I Blame the Patriarchy, because I'm done being political for the year.

That is all.
~Djinn

So, I got sick of hearing rivers_bend talk about how hot Jensen Ackles is in Dark Angel without being able to see for myself, so I ordered it a 1AM yesterday morning and had it overnighted--it arrived about an hour ago. I plan to watch every scene with Jensen in it and fast forward through most of the others, so don't come to ask me about plot points.

Look, I consider it my duty as a feminist to objectify men. I mean, they've done it to us for years.

~Djinn

So Djinn just received this e-mail from her darling e-wife:

It's our e-anniversary in about twenty minutes. I got you something very special: a second e-wife!

petrichor_fizz is lovely and funny and a lesbian to boot

Oh Dee, you always know just what I want! Can I really keep her? *smooshes petra* (shutup I know her name isn't petra but it fits with her sn)

This is all so sudden! But convenient ... still only one anniversary to remember! Although I don't want to be presumptuous ... petrichor_fizz, will you marry me ... er, us?

So, stolen from bironic, Five Men I would Sleep With w/ No Questions Asked. Or, in my case, Five Men I might Go Straight For, in order of hotness. (from least to most, IMHO)

( the prettiness beckons )

That is all, go away now.

~Djinn

Just a note to indicate that yes, I am alive. I've been working far too much lately since, ATM, our entire studio has a grand total of six employees, only three of whom are photographers. (technically the managers can also take pictures, but they generally don't.) It's hard to explain how exhausted and frustrated this leaves me.

rivers_bend, I love you. I am writing something for your birthday (it's late, I know) but I'm working nine hours tomorrow, so it might be another day or two. I sowwy.

Everyone else--I've been trying to read my flist. I try. I just get so caught up on ... well, catching up that I seem to never get around to actually leaving comments. -_-;; I am a bad, bad e-friend.

~Djinn

Yeah, I know that I haven't been writing or posting lately. If there's anything important I have overlooked, do let me know, since I haven't been as religious about checking my flist either, and have mostly been filtering it to only read the private journals (that is, no communities).

Anyway, in other news, I have this bad habit of seeking out things that make me angry, like certain types of political rhetoric or, in this case, anti-gay propaganda.

I've been wandering around Commercial Closet today, a site which is very much pro-gay, and archives instances of gay visibility in advertising. However, it archives ALL instances, so it does have a specific section for adverts by ex-gay and anti-gay groups. For some reason, it was to THIS section I was drawn, staring, as if at a car wreck, at advertising that insisted that gays were homosexual by choice, that portray lesbians as mere objects of the drunken male fantasy, that show gay men as mincing, limp-wristed sissies deseriving of public ridicule ...

Yeah. It is by far the minority of the content, but the fact that it exists at all makes me sad and angry. *le sigh*

That is all.

~Djinn

So like, this may be totally random, but I saw a chemistry.com commercial the other day ... (for those of you that don't know, chemistry.com's commercials basically call attention to the fact that eHarmony actually refuses membership to a certain percentage of people.) This one featured a guy looking at what was obviously intended to be seen as a skin mag, look at first captivated and then, after a moment, rather confused/perturbed. He then lowered the magazine and said "Nope. Still gay." which Djinn found HILARIOUS. But that is not the point.

The point is (those of you who have seen eHarmony commercials, correct me if I'm wrong) I have yet to see an interracial couple in any sort of advertising for eHarmony. That is not to say I haven't seen any minorities, but when I see, say, a black, Asian or Indian person, they are always with a partner of the same ethnicity. Now, every commercial has at least one minority couple, which suggests to me that they ARE aware of political correctness, so if they HAD interracial couples, wouldn't they want to show them off?

This bothers me mostly because eHarmony completely ignores gays, making me worry that the site creator believes in some sort of moral mandate, and I picture him sitting on his intraweb somewhere rubbing his hands together and lauding his plan to keep the pure races pure. O_o

Am I making this vastly overcomplicated and acting very paranoid? Possibly. But it still worries me.

Also--WEE! I changed my images and color scheme! You like? It's less goth this way. ^_^

~Djinn

On Djinn's plate:

One [1] birthday fic for nightdog_barks, which I pretty much already have written in my head (at least in part).

Two [2] DVD box sets of OZ arriving some time early next week, since Djinn has developed a taste for Christopher 'I'm-not-a-naked-gay-felon-but-I-play-one-on-TV' Meloni.

Three [3] more sections of the secret fic I'm not talking about.

Four [4] more chapters of 'It's All About House' to complete. (one's already half-finished; it doesn't count)

Five [5] CSI:NY AU ideas that stellaluna_ posted in response to a prompt for her 'Five Things ...', all of which I am trying to convince myself that I don't really want to write. (even though I so do.)

Six [6] more days until OMG that episode of Supernatural I've been looking forward to ever since I heard vague rumors of it.

Dear mmom, if this isn't allowed by the community, I apologize, but I made these:

( banners behind cut due to vaguely erotic touching that is NSFW )

Also, ( Why Djinn is really hacked off. )

And, ( Stuff about the ratlet. )

So, uhm ... I saw karaokegal posting about it, so I impulsively went and joined mmom. (That would be 'Merry Month of Masterbation', for the uninitiated.) This was probably an incredibly silly thing to do, since I am incredibly self-conscious about posting anything even remotely pornographic, and have never before written a fic involving celebrating the 'purest love'. *cough*

So, yeah. I'm barely able to produce readable porn as it is ... now I'm supposed to produce thirty-one days of masturbation, and make each one of them unique and interesting? I'm doooooomed.

Will be an interesting challenge, thought. ^_^ If anyone has any suggestions about scenarios I should write, now would be the time to speak up.

~Djinn

So I went to a local Mexican restaurant because their hiring hostesses. I've notices that some place seem to have an ethnic preference for their workers (or it may just be nepotism) but there were plenty of white people working at this place, so I assumed it wasn't an issue.

When I was walking out with the application, I glanced at it and realized that it was entirely in Spanish.

Now, for those who haven't seen me before, I am whiter than the whitest white person you will ever meet. I don't see how anyone could assume that I might speak Spanish without specifically asking 'hey, do you speak Spanish?' The app was torn off of a pad, and I can therefore safely assume that all apps were identical, and I wasn't just mistaken handed a Spanish one.

I mean, what? Since all employment apps are essentially similar, I could probably still fill it out, but now I'm worried that if I do, they'll assume I'm bilingual, and while I do speak several non-English languages, none of them are Spanish. -_-;;

Whatever, it was just weird.

~Djinn