[m4w] Ned Ryerson?
Feb. 2nd, 2004 01:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cthulhiaIt's Groundhog Day!
imbolc. candlemas. however you slice it. it's a holiday.
So, m4w reminds us that happiness is not a result of success, the two rarely have a consistent relationship with each other. Just choose to be happy.
Close to Home snarks about the increasing suckitude of company health coverage. Women's Wisdom suggests a manless world as happy and fat. (In my experience, it's been the women who tear each other up about their weight. Sure, there've been a few guys who'd consider me partner material if I were thin, but they aren't nearly as numerous or heartbeakingly attractive as the men who'd only reconsider if I were male.)
I have plenty of reasons to be miserable right now. The most pressing being that I seem to have caught a bug that manifested during the Stuporbowl. At the time I thouht it was just the constant drama of the second half of the game. (Picture that cartoon of a little reaper showing up at the door, "Don't worry, I'm just a headcold.")
But I am cheered by various folks trying to organize a viewing of Groundhog Day for me tonight. The details are still being worked out, I don't know if there's enough space to send out a mass invite, and I'm more than content to leave that to the physical hosts.
However, I finish appintments in Harvard Square at 7 pm, and may meet people (at, say, burdicks?) who may follow me back for a screening sometime after 8 pm.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dougo and prog were considering Lost in Translation first, (BTW: it's 5:20 at the Slumberville), and then swinging by afterwards. I'm not managing that plan either. Knowing them, they'll end up just discussing Volity for hours.
If you haven't seen Lost in Translation, well, you should.
With Groundhog Day, if you've seen it once, you've seen it hundreds of times.
And there's always next year.
imbolc. candlemas. however you slice it. it's a holiday.
So, m4w reminds us that happiness is not a result of success, the two rarely have a consistent relationship with each other. Just choose to be happy.
Close to Home snarks about the increasing suckitude of company health coverage. Women's Wisdom suggests a manless world as happy and fat. (In my experience, it's been the women who tear each other up about their weight. Sure, there've been a few guys who'd consider me partner material if I were thin, but they aren't nearly as numerous or heartbeakingly attractive as the men who'd only reconsider if I were male.)
I have plenty of reasons to be miserable right now. The most pressing being that I seem to have caught a bug that manifested during the Stuporbowl. At the time I thouht it was just the constant drama of the second half of the game. (Picture that cartoon of a little reaper showing up at the door, "Don't worry, I'm just a headcold.")
But I am cheered by various folks trying to organize a viewing of Groundhog Day for me tonight. The details are still being worked out, I don't know if there's enough space to send out a mass invite, and I'm more than content to leave that to the physical hosts.
However, I finish appintments in Harvard Square at 7 pm, and may meet people (at, say, burdicks?) who may follow me back for a screening sometime after 8 pm.
dougo and prog were considering Lost in Translation first, (BTW: it's 5:20 at the Slumberville), and then swinging by afterwards. I'm not managing that plan either. Knowing them, they'll end up just discussing Volity for hours. If you haven't seen Lost in Translation, well, you should.
With Groundhog Day, if you've seen it once, you've seen it hundreds of times.
And there's always next year.
