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Jun. 23rd, 2013 02:08 am-deleted first paragraphs are a bad sign
-Dar was delightful and chill; some of it worked better than other parts; I was honestly surprised to not see a recording crew there, so I hope some decent bootlegs surface. I really appreciated Buzzer with an orchestra even though that song turns on being as mundane as possible (and Dar bragged again about being the only person who wrote a pop song about the Milgram experiments because rule 35. I always hear some lines in that song as delivered by Clark but the man said, do you know what a fascist is? and she says 'yeah actually i do' and then goes back to torturing her cyborg). Her encore was an American patriotic song that evidently all of the hundreds of people there knew well enough to sing along to except me.
-other spectacles: we saw the Joss Whedon version of Much Ado About Nothing, which was totally the Amy Acker Being Drunk show and was, in that respect, completely wonderful. Chris noted that half the already unexpectedly tiny - opening night, city centre - audience left in the first five minutes; not sure if because modern-day setting or black-and-white; either way, heathens.
-real life; WAY too many balls in the air. The Mob job fell through due to disorganisation at their end; I have another interview on Monday and it's simultaneously hopeful and worrisome, largely because I didn't apply for the job - the hiring manager was one of my last-minute tax clients, and the reason she was one of my last-minute tax clients is because of klutzery on both her own part and that of the twee start-up that employs her. I would probably both like the job and be good at it but it's not something I've done before so doing it in a tiny company is a slightly intimidating thought in spite of knowing that my usual shit is way harder. I've been helping clear out no 14 and throwing cookies at people, and I am sucking at studying, but am writing (??? hitting walls in a painful fashion, mostly); thinking of taking a QuickBooks certification in July because it's $500-worth of resume padding that demonstrates those things that are easier than the thing I generally do; I am not good at living in multiple worlds at once. Nothing is on schedule and I 90% hate being me.
-Dar was delightful and chill; some of it worked better than other parts; I was honestly surprised to not see a recording crew there, so I hope some decent bootlegs surface. I really appreciated Buzzer with an orchestra even though that song turns on being as mundane as possible (and Dar bragged again about being the only person who wrote a pop song about the Milgram experiments because rule 35. I always hear some lines in that song as delivered by Clark but the man said, do you know what a fascist is? and she says 'yeah actually i do' and then goes back to torturing her cyborg). Her encore was an American patriotic song that evidently all of the hundreds of people there knew well enough to sing along to except me.
-other spectacles: we saw the Joss Whedon version of Much Ado About Nothing, which was totally the Amy Acker Being Drunk show and was, in that respect, completely wonderful. Chris noted that half the already unexpectedly tiny - opening night, city centre - audience left in the first five minutes; not sure if because modern-day setting or black-and-white; either way, heathens.
-real life; WAY too many balls in the air. The Mob job fell through due to disorganisation at their end; I have another interview on Monday and it's simultaneously hopeful and worrisome, largely because I didn't apply for the job - the hiring manager was one of my last-minute tax clients, and the reason she was one of my last-minute tax clients is because of klutzery on both her own part and that of the twee start-up that employs her. I would probably both like the job and be good at it but it's not something I've done before so doing it in a tiny company is a slightly intimidating thought in spite of knowing that my usual shit is way harder. I've been helping clear out no 14 and throwing cookies at people, and I am sucking at studying, but am writing (??? hitting walls in a painful fashion, mostly); thinking of taking a QuickBooks certification in July because it's $500-worth of resume padding that demonstrates those things that are easier than the thing I generally do; I am not good at living in multiple worlds at once. Nothing is on schedule and I 90% hate being me.