Weekend Update
Jun. 20th, 2004 01:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilmanSome Ups, Some Downs.
Went up to the Boston area to see an old college friend get married (finally!). Very nice ceremony, althgough the bride is Born-Again and the service was rather pointedly heavy on God. Nothing wrong with that.... until it starts to make the non-Born Agains in attendence feel uncomfortable. Did nobody tell the minster that the groom had a Motley Assortment of friends?
Ah well. So they are married, and they look happy, and the party was a blast, despite only knowing the groom and a groomswoman (another old college friend). Got to dance and flirt and drink well-made G&Ts. All good things.
Managed to get some client-work done on the way up, and was going to get some writing done this afternoon, but the e-mail brought several rejects of the "well written we like your style but.." type.
Don't you hate those? It's like being First Runner-Up, or the best female friend of the guy you have a crush on. Everyone thinks you should be happy with that, so you have to smile, but inside you're wailing "why not me?"
*grump*
I can only take so much rejection in one day, and my quota is full, okay? Even feline headbutts for attention aren't making me feel good right now.
Ah well. Pick up, brush off, tape heart back together. I shall pack the stories up and send them out again, and then see if I can find a nice angsty, painful section in the W-i-P that I can vent into.
Went up to the Boston area to see an old college friend get married (finally!). Very nice ceremony, althgough the bride is Born-Again and the service was rather pointedly heavy on God. Nothing wrong with that.... until it starts to make the non-Born Agains in attendence feel uncomfortable. Did nobody tell the minster that the groom had a Motley Assortment of friends?
Ah well. So they are married, and they look happy, and the party was a blast, despite only knowing the groom and a groomswoman (another old college friend). Got to dance and flirt and drink well-made G&Ts. All good things.
Managed to get some client-work done on the way up, and was going to get some writing done this afternoon, but the e-mail brought several rejects of the "well written we like your style but.." type.
Don't you hate those? It's like being First Runner-Up, or the best female friend of the guy you have a crush on. Everyone thinks you should be happy with that, so you have to smile, but inside you're wailing "why not me?"
*grump*
I can only take so much rejection in one day, and my quota is full, okay? Even feline headbutts for attention aren't making me feel good right now.
Ah well. Pick up, brush off, tape heart back together. I shall pack the stories up and send them out again, and then see if I can find a nice angsty, painful section in the W-i-P that I can vent into.
