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floatingleafSo... another quick update. I finished the fic - and it is the longest PWP I have written so far.;) Will post tomorrow morning.:D
My extended unpaid vacation is coming to an end, and I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. Of course I am relieved to be abandoning the ranks of the unemployed... but when I think of getting horribly behind on email and LJ again, which will inevitably happen as a result of my online time being cut in half, I am suddenly not so enthusiastic anymore. I only just about caught up on the recent fiction posts and started checking out some old saved links... and now I have to forget all about them again, for I don't know how long. *sigh*
Unless some shit happens to the hiring process, which is as of yet incomplete. Someone left me a strange voice message on Friday, supposedly on behalf of my new employer (but it wasn't the nice HR lady who has been in charge of the whole thing until now), saying that they had a problem with verifying my education, as well as my employment at the dental office where I worked for about two months, three years ago - right before I was hired by the mortgage company that laid me off last winter. WTF?... I was long done with my education before I even came to this country, and no one ever gave me trouble about not being able to verify it. And as for that dentist guy whom I helped around the office for those few weeks that one summer, he is now retired, as far as I know, and I don't have his home phone number either. So good luck. I do have some old pay stubs, though, since I keep stuff like that forever - and I even know where they might be (it pays to be an anal freak sometimes, I guess). Just like my university diploma, which I know I brought with me from Poland, just in case; it's probably in one of my bedroom drawers back at my parents' house. Or at least that's where I hope it is. Good thing I'm actually supposed to visit them tomorrow. Thanks to my sister, who asked them to do the Thanksgiving dinner on Sunday instead of Thursday this year, because on Thursday she had to be there with her husband's family.;) Yeah, that's right - she gets to celebrate twice.:P Our parents weren't too happy about it, but after all Thanksgiving is a fairly recent addition to their holiday schedule (more an excuse for my mother to have a party than anything else...;D), so of course they relented. Which means I'm going to spend a good few hours there tomorrow... and on Monday I go to work. So it is possible I might become rather quiet, LJ-wise, in the near future (until I adjust to getting up at 6:30 again and going to bed before midnight, which seems plain weird right now... *sigh*). Anyway... I'll try to at least post the fic before I leave tomorrow (or today, actually, since it IS past midnight) - and then we'll see, I guess. *waves goodbye for now*
My extended unpaid vacation is coming to an end, and I'm not quite sure how I feel about it. Of course I am relieved to be abandoning the ranks of the unemployed... but when I think of getting horribly behind on email and LJ again, which will inevitably happen as a result of my online time being cut in half, I am suddenly not so enthusiastic anymore. I only just about caught up on the recent fiction posts and started checking out some old saved links... and now I have to forget all about them again, for I don't know how long. *sigh*
Unless some shit happens to the hiring process, which is as of yet incomplete. Someone left me a strange voice message on Friday, supposedly on behalf of my new employer (but it wasn't the nice HR lady who has been in charge of the whole thing until now), saying that they had a problem with verifying my education, as well as my employment at the dental office where I worked for about two months, three years ago - right before I was hired by the mortgage company that laid me off last winter. WTF?... I was long done with my education before I even came to this country, and no one ever gave me trouble about not being able to verify it. And as for that dentist guy whom I helped around the office for those few weeks that one summer, he is now retired, as far as I know, and I don't have his home phone number either. So good luck. I do have some old pay stubs, though, since I keep stuff like that forever - and I even know where they might be (it pays to be an anal freak sometimes, I guess). Just like my university diploma, which I know I brought with me from Poland, just in case; it's probably in one of my bedroom drawers back at my parents' house. Or at least that's where I hope it is. Good thing I'm actually supposed to visit them tomorrow. Thanks to my sister, who asked them to do the Thanksgiving dinner on Sunday instead of Thursday this year, because on Thursday she had to be there with her husband's family.;) Yeah, that's right - she gets to celebrate twice.:P Our parents weren't too happy about it, but after all Thanksgiving is a fairly recent addition to their holiday schedule (more an excuse for my mother to have a party than anything else...;D), so of course they relented. Which means I'm going to spend a good few hours there tomorrow... and on Monday I go to work. So it is possible I might become rather quiet, LJ-wise, in the near future (until I adjust to getting up at 6:30 again and going to bed before midnight, which seems plain weird right now... *sigh*). Anyway... I'll try to at least post the fic before I leave tomorrow (or today, actually, since it IS past midnight) - and then we'll see, I guess. *waves goodbye for now*
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Date: 2006-11-26 03:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-26 08:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-11-27 12:32 pm (UTC)I have LOADS of things I'd like to say to you.
About how you felt after meeting that special person last week (I think I can guess what you were anticipating in your heart and what went wrong, and, if it's any use at all, I just want to hug you close, close, reeaally close ;)).
About the new job. I'm soooooo excited for you. New place, new people, and great new stupid bureaucratic shite to play with. Yay! As far as I am concerned, don't you worry about being/not being in touch. You've seen how hard it's been for me to try and be a wee bit in touch recently (with my LJ flings as well as in the LAS community), so I'm the last person in the world who can complain about you beeing too busy lol I'm sure you'll manage again. It's hard not to have as much free time anymore, but you'll feel better with yourself at the end of the day. I'm sure.
About Pure Bliss. I'm soooo behind with fics, you have no idea, but I'm determined I'll make time in the next few days to read your new babies. I've had a glance at the "central" part of this one and my head is still spinning. You write so well: I can touch the passion, I can shiver with them when I read you, I find myself panting and tensing as your description of their lovemaking goes into further detail. How to thank you? How to express how your fics make me feel....
About us being in touch. Yes, it is a bit of a problem for me to access the net at weekends, but it's rather cheap for me to call the States (from home), or I could even call you for free with Skype from the office (if I stay later one evening...). I would LOVE to hear your voice and talk to you. If you feel comfortable with that, you could send me a private email with your number and an idea of what the best time to call would be.
Hugses and kisseses,
xxxxxxxxxS.
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Date: 2006-11-28 02:42 am (UTC)Nothing went wrong. I just have one more reason to be sorry I don't live in Europe any more.;P
I just want to hug you close, close, reeaally close ;))
Actually, that would possibly have quite the same effect as that meeting... if you know what I mean.;)
New place, new people, and great new stupid bureaucratic shite to play with. Yay!
Have told you lately that I love your sense of humor?...:D
How to thank you? How to express how your fics make me feel....
You don't have to say any more, babe. I am floating somewhere very close to the ceiling already...;)
I will email you soon.:)
Cuddleses aplenty,
FL