fortnightly update
8 Aug 2020 12:13![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
domarzione* I am a year older since last we met. I was in the 18-44 census demographic when I filled out my census form, but now I am not. I still don't feel like an adult half the time and the 'age is just a number' thing means more to me now than it did ten years ago. I suspect it helps that I look a fair bit younger than I am, but it's also really realizing that the aging process is a lot slower than we're told it is.
* All of my meta and fic from The Old Guard posted to tumblr, some of which reflects that I have a dusty-and-worthless MA in history of science. And one of which has a body count of traumatized souls because I mentioned a joke about academia that one of my professors made twenty-someodd years ago. It's "racist" and "fascist" and the OP contacted me to... tell me she was distressed it was being reblogged by other people because it offended her? I'm not sure. There's literally nothing I can do about that even if I were inclined, which I am not. I'm sorry you're the living embodiment of the That's Not Funny meme, honey, but there's nothing offensive about it as-is and even less so when you have the context that it's about WASPs. And it's an actual mirror of the plot of the movie you're being fannish about. I don't feel old, but I am definitely too old for this shit. Also, I post a lot of original content to tumblr and I've been on the receiving end of plenty of Death of the Author hijacking of posts and it's a hazard of the medium. You live with it or you find somewhere else.
That aside, I'm kind of enjoying having something to say about anything fannish again. It's been a while, even longer if I discount that a lot of what I had to say about the MCU was gripey the last few years as the narrative got warped by non-narrative forces. I would like to say much more about TOG but probably need prompts.
* My workload has gone from OMG! to Manageable for the next couple of weeks and I don't know what to do with myself. I've gone from needing to backburner anything with a softer deadline because I've got hard ones I'm crashing into at highway speeds to... sitting on the couch watching hockey and playing Township and feeling like there's a whole lot else I could be doing and possibly should.
* My lockdown exercise regime has crossed the 500 mile mark, so now I am living in a Proclaimers song.
* All of my meta and fic from The Old Guard posted to tumblr, some of which reflects that I have a dusty-and-worthless MA in history of science. And one of which has a body count of traumatized souls because I mentioned a joke about academia that one of my professors made twenty-someodd years ago. It's "racist" and "fascist" and the OP contacted me to... tell me she was distressed it was being reblogged by other people because it offended her? I'm not sure. There's literally nothing I can do about that even if I were inclined, which I am not. I'm sorry you're the living embodiment of the That's Not Funny meme, honey, but there's nothing offensive about it as-is and even less so when you have the context that it's about WASPs. And it's an actual mirror of the plot of the movie you're being fannish about. I don't feel old, but I am definitely too old for this shit. Also, I post a lot of original content to tumblr and I've been on the receiving end of plenty of Death of the Author hijacking of posts and it's a hazard of the medium. You live with it or you find somewhere else.
That aside, I'm kind of enjoying having something to say about anything fannish again. It's been a while, even longer if I discount that a lot of what I had to say about the MCU was gripey the last few years as the narrative got warped by non-narrative forces. I would like to say much more about TOG but probably need prompts.
* My workload has gone from OMG! to Manageable for the next couple of weeks and I don't know what to do with myself. I've gone from needing to backburner anything with a softer deadline because I've got hard ones I'm crashing into at highway speeds to... sitting on the couch watching hockey and playing Township and feeling like there's a whole lot else I could be doing and possibly should.
* My lockdown exercise regime has crossed the 500 mile mark, so now I am living in a Proclaimers song.
