in my black and red dress | watercolor and ink
I got my Tumblr Savior working again, but in order to do so, I had to reinstall and manually re-enter all the blacklist words, rather than just load the settings. Weirdly enough, having lost TS for a few days made me see that there are some things I don’t need to block anymore, because for the most part people are no longer talking about them! So that kind of worked out.
While I’m not having fun here, I write things. Here are edited chunks of some of them.
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“What are we seeing?”
“I think I found something we’ll both enjoy.”
“Oh, really?”
“It’s a film about a spy.”
“In which language I don’t speak?”
“Romulan.”
“I knew it. There’s always a catch with you.”
“Well that’s not fair. I’d say it’s more like ‘usually.’”
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“You’re in a good mood. No security problems today?”
“I’m pretty sure there will be sucurity problems even if I surgically add ridges to my face.”
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“As for our job, I would like your help in…removing the person responsible.”
“Are you sick in the head?! I’m not some kind of assassin on the side! I’m an engineer!”
“…Remove him from his government position.”
“Oh. Well you could have said so.”
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All the description is gone. You just get dialog. You can play guess the players or something. Perhaps also guess the universe.
/fun
I wish I had something like 8 hands, four monitors and just as many brains to deal with all the stuff I want to do at the same time.
And, you know, was allowed to have fun at work.
This has become a running joke and now everytime someone even smiles, we all jump on them. “NO HAVING FUN AT WORK, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Anytime anyone does something slightly out of turn, they announce loudly, "THIS IS NOT FUN. I REPEAT: NOT. FUN." I did this today when I had to adjust my hairbuns and yesterday when I had to superglue my shoes back together.
I think we’re having more fun not having fun than when we were allowed to actually have fun.