Thrihyrne

In my LJ I received this slightly edited comment about work in general:

I think that it is not necessary to be so emotional about employment. It is a job, not a profession, vocation or long-term career. Your obligation is to give them an honest day's work for an honest day's pay. It is not a personal relationship, and there should be no occasion for either euphoria or heartbreak.

I'm taking this on as more in my new neural pathways, and I'm determined to see this as not only liberating, but taking so many unnecessary emotions out of it. I work for them, they pay me. End of equation. I even get to work by myself if I want, every day that I work and don't have a meeting. And now, to internalize that.

Two other unrelated items:
✍ A.Word.A.Day, with Anu Garg

A guinea pig is not a pig, nor is it from Guinea. It's a rodent from South America. Sweetbread is neither sweet nor bread. It's the pancreas or thymus of an animal used for food. The movie director Norman Jewison is neither a Norman nor a Jew. He's a Canadian Christian. Nobody said names for people or things have to make sense.

This week we'll feature five terms that do not mean what you might think they mean.

I'm excited!

☯ evannichols and I watched "Jiro Dreams of Sushi" over the weekend. Somehow it had escaped me that this was a documentary. LOL. I love documentaries, and mostly was getting this because it had been recommended and it had a great title. I quite enjoyed it. I have a new appreciation for sushi and finding passion and pursuing excellence in one's life calling.

I don't know how this has happened, but it's already Wednesday and thanks to the changes in my increased responsibilities at work and the fact that we're now in training, for the first time since I started working at the Opera here, I've been bringing work home in my psyche. This morning I found myself looking in the mirror and saying, "Shut up!" because I was making a to-do list of things to bring up with my supervisors when I get into work. But these hours here this morning before I go in, they're mine, my precious hours to type up fic and get a wee package sent off to a friend, check email, etc.

A couple of squee-worthy things for today and this week:
☞ A lovely St. Patrick's day card from eldritchobbit
☞ A thoughtful postcard from niennaainur (which is now on my cubicle wall at work!)
☞ An invitation to join a Faramir-centric archive thanks to posting that one wee Faramir/Boromir story to the Of Elves and Men yahoo group. I do remain a bit baffled that that one is far more popular than the Aragorn/Halbarad, but it's also a lot shorter, less angsty, and F/B has a built-in following. Whatever. It's flattering!
☞ I wrote my contribution for the raythoo songfic challenge last night. It's on the short side, but given the content, you wouldn't want it to be any longer. It's really, really dark and I like the imagery in it. I do remain a bit confounded (in a good way) as to how fertile and cross-pollinating my enthusiasm for the new Battlestar Galactica has been with my other fandoms. I have no desire to write BSG fanfic, but the music from the series and some of the plots and themes are definitely seeping creatively into my other works.
☞ Some new and/or re-discovered words! In doing canon research for the Wraeththu story as well as some other reading, I have new words to add to my vocabulary in addition to the ones I get every day via Wordsmith.org. And the words are: pulchritudinous, lich, revenant, quodlibet, moue, peripatetic and pith. Words are great.


Back to it! Happy 'hump day' to one and all.