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Elizabeth Culmer ([personal profile] edenfalling) wrote2006-02-10 10:44 am

you know, 24 feels pretty much like 23 did...

Failed, wah. But I did get 550 words out of the attempt -- Lockhart does just go on and on and on if you let him into a scene -- and I did a quick clean-up edit of some other stuff, so it wasn't all bad. Stuff may be posted tonight.

I lost an hour on the phone with my parents anyway. It turns out that they're coming up today and we're doing my birthday dinner on my actual birthday. (Shocking, I know.) This is because there may or may not be a bad snowstorm on the east coast Saturday evening, and they're trying to miss it, should it become real and not hypothetical. Anyway, we'll do dinner, they'll find a motel for the night, and then we'll visit tomorrow morning and midday.

And now I must run so as not to be late for work.

(Hah! It feels good to be able to say that again. It's a kind of cruddy job, but it is, nonetheless, a job.)

[identity profile] chibirisuchan.livejournal.com 2006-02-11 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
(sweatdrop) Belated Happy Birthday! And don't sweat it too much about not having a permanent career-type job at 24 -- IIRC when I was 24 I was titled "part-time secretary" and what that actually translated to was "graphic artist, test proofreader, and technical support for about 60 near-retirement-age liberal arts and social sciences professors who say things like 'Microsoft is doing that thing again, come fix it' and could mean anything from Word to PowerPoint to IE to a printing problem by that." (That was one of the five part-time jobs I was working simultaneously hoping one of them would turn permanent. We'll not get into the blatantly illegal payment practices of the small local paper I was slave labor at an average of $2.06 an hour a "stringer" for.)

It wasn't 'til I was about 27 that I got my first full-time writing job, because everybody wants something on your resume before they'll hire you, which means everybody wants somebody ELSE to be on your resume first, apparently...