that moment when you just typed up a whole load of piece of poetry or a paragraph and then pushed the wrong key by mistake on the keyboard and everything got deleted ouch!!!!
TMW... you realize that your new character is technically a self-insert of yourself, but without the Gary-Stu shenanigans.
That moment? In Which They Said What? Dunno, but an old friend has just let me know about a job opportunity, a writing job. The company is well-known and solid, but the position and requirements are deliberately very vague. It would involve relocating back to the States if I got it. Which is something I plan to do anyway. But I'm concerned about doing now. And I don't know if I'm what they're looking for, but I've got a skill set and history like very few other people (not that it's especially impressive, it's just incredibly random), so I might find myself at the top of the pile. What's the worst they can say, "no"? What's the worst I can say, "no thanks"? Fuckit, let's go!
TMW... I realize that not every story concept I have needs to be a full length novel. Some work just fine as nice short stories. . Like the one I am currently working on, Samuel-9, while recovering from writers fatigue from working on Kristol of Ancea... I'm slogging through it right now, but hopefully come Monday or next Tuesday I will burn through several pages.
TMW your dyslexia makes @CaitrÃonaRoisÃn look like CaliforniaRaisin on your computer screen... A couple people have asked me what it's like. This. ^^^ It's also why I'm not writing today. I'm in a part that needs an edit before I can go forward, and today is not that day. I'm laughing about it, but sheesh!
Oof, yep, worked with a few like that. My favorite was the navy blue sport coat over black pants, brown belt over black pants, or paisley ties over pinstripes shirts and/or suit jackets. The latter can be acceptable if paired correctly, but too often it is not. I think I've mentioned it before, but the shitty mommy-tied-my-tie-for-the-sadie-hawkins-dance knot really, really fries my balls. I want to reach out and retie it every time I see it. I believe they call it an "ivy" knot: I'm a double windor man, myself:
I've got a monster neck. Nope, not muscles, I'm a bit of a pudge, and somehow it's disproportionately in my neck. 18, maybe 18-1/2, depending on the shirt company, so there are only a couple ties in my wardrobe that give me much choice of knots. That's part of why I like vests/waistcoats in the cooler months, nobody can see where your tie bottoms out underneath it. ETA: Coworker was wearing a dark navy pinstripe suit jacket, unbuttoned, no tie, light green dress shirt, black chinos, and white running shoes. Uni professor....
I've got a few that I've had made (pretty cheap, online company from India), but mostly I don't. I don't have to wear a tie at work, so I usually go open collar. The real problem is that when I get home and try and buy shirts, I can find ones that fit my neck and sleeves, but they assume anyone with a neck like that must have sumo proportions. I wear a 44r, but shirts with even a 17.5 neck inevitably come out with a chest somewhere in the 60 inch range it seems, which ends up being another argument for vests.
TMW the guys talk clothes more than the girls. Go equality!!!! ETA; Carry on, gentlemen, carry on... edited to delete the redundant "when"