In all, I'm keepin' it.
Jan. 13th, 2004 07:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aruanYesterday was good, and how rarely does one get to say that about a Monday? But I've mentioned about being all over the place excited about this semester, so that's not much in the way of surprising news.
Job was a lot more stressful than Sunday night. The big man upstairs turned out to be a kind, elderly gentleman bearing no small resemblance to the traditional image of Santa Claus, and he seemed genuinely happy to welcome me to the staff which was cool.
Things were slow in the first half hour, but after 6:30, the floodgates opened and didn't let up until 1:30 in the morning. I'm looking around myself thinking, 'I wasn't supposed to be night editing.' But you stay until you finish what you have to do. Caught two name errors (one of them our Student Senate president's) as well as one each of age and population figure, and myriad other omitted words, extraneous commas, random hyphens and miscellaneous odds and ends. Go me!
There was an amusing "[Jules], you've got Cox!" / "Kelly, you've got Cox!" back-and-forth between myself and the chief copy editor, and no one walking past could resist their inner twelve-year-old. *g*
But dude! The perks of working copy desk instead of night editing (though you don't think so at the time - I wasn't far from tearing at my hair over a few of them) is writing headlines/subheads, two of which made it into today's paper! I made a quite impossible headline work for an article about the Everglades (try fitting that and any other word into a four-inch space), but of course they used my lamest effort for the article about the Supreme Court deciding not to hear an appeal on the unlawful and lengthy detention of hundreds of Sept. 11 suspects in the U.S. - none of whom, by the way, were found guilty.
I'd never written headlines before (writers never write their own because they don't know how much space they're getting) so a few of the articles I proofed were farmed out to others for that end of things. *grumble* One of which reads:
Mayoral race plauged by funding disparities
Which, yeah, I know it's not my mistake, but I still feel incredibly lame for the completely irrational guilty feeling that I somehow let it happen. My gut was totally telling me to stay and offer to proof the flats, but I was dead tired and still had to walk home. One of my resolutions should've been to listen to my gut - I tend to have fantastic instincts.
Okay, peeve moment: honestly, what are they paying me for if they don't take my corrections? I proofed the entire editorial section minus one article on Sunday night, and people somehow managed to mess with it all over again before it went to print for today's edition. Example:
If a "homicide bomber" fails to kill anyone or his target is an unoccupied building, would they still be called a homicide bomber? What if they commit homicide via bombing but without killing themselves in the process?
Homicide bomber. Singular. Single nouns take single pronouns such as he, she or it and himself/herself, not, in fact, the commonly misused plural 'they.' I know this. It's my job to know and catch this. And it's just frustrating to see, because it makes it seem like I didn't do my job.
Anyway.
Figured out who Cameron (editor-in-chief) looks like - a cross between Miranda's brother and Ray Romano. Even talks a bit like them, too - as a hybrid, he's almost perfectly 50/50, which is a bit eerie but cool. Who doesn't love funny, easygoing boys?
Hunted down the rest of my textbooks after my morning class (and thank goodness last week's assignment wasn't the copy editing test - what a travesty) with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
xalxuffasch, after which we had lunch at Moe's. I do solemnly swear to never again disrespect hot sauce. My lips are still tingling.
I might be working on a little something I'm terribly excited about but don't want to jinx. Will be less cryptic as soon as I get it figured out.
Been going through my media in fits and starts and found the oddest little soundfile of Joey simply saying, "I, I go out with Lance." Hee. Context is no friend of mine, baby. Another of him talking about the *NSYNC name creation myth - allegedly, they nicknamed Lance Lansten before they came up with the group's name, which only happened to work out to the last letters of their first names (versus being directly inspired by it.) Interesting.
Speaking of which, there's also about a minute-long soundfile of JC talking about himself. No interviewer - apparently, he was just told to talk about himself. Very interesting. His hesitance, even a slight stutter at spots, the way the cadence of his voice changes when he switches topics all hold with a theory I'm currently working on. And just as an aside, not that it needs to be said, but I love him. "A lot."
Shoutouts!
This fic meme rocked hardcore. Becausecallmesandy wrote me JoLa! *dances* Let's repeat that, shall we? Sandy wrote me JoLa! With Joey and his motorcycle and Lance laughing at him, but it all ends well, just as it should. As it did with synecdochic's story, a happy little first time with Lance kissing Joey. So good! *basks* Is it time for JoLa to be the new black again yet?
Speaking of said meme,without_me wrote some inspired Jessie/Lance here. Mmm, my that was wonderful in so many, many ways.
canadiankracka and roncha78 made my day with their lovely comments here. Aaaw! Thank you, ladies.
Also. *hugscrownzeal tight* Ken dolls! Perfect and flexible and I can have my very own for only $6.99! *giggle* Thanks for the postcard, babe, I laughed out loud in the middle of the commons and snickered all the way to my room.
Quote of the Day:
When in doubt, go with 'sexual.'"
-a staff editor
Job was a lot more stressful than Sunday night. The big man upstairs turned out to be a kind, elderly gentleman bearing no small resemblance to the traditional image of Santa Claus, and he seemed genuinely happy to welcome me to the staff which was cool.
Things were slow in the first half hour, but after 6:30, the floodgates opened and didn't let up until 1:30 in the morning. I'm looking around myself thinking, 'I wasn't supposed to be night editing.' But you stay until you finish what you have to do. Caught two name errors (one of them our Student Senate president's) as well as one each of age and population figure, and myriad other omitted words, extraneous commas, random hyphens and miscellaneous odds and ends. Go me!
There was an amusing "[Jules], you've got Cox!" / "Kelly, you've got Cox!" back-and-forth between myself and the chief copy editor, and no one walking past could resist their inner twelve-year-old. *g*
But dude! The perks of working copy desk instead of night editing (though you don't think so at the time - I wasn't far from tearing at my hair over a few of them) is writing headlines/subheads, two of which made it into today's paper! I made a quite impossible headline work for an article about the Everglades (try fitting that and any other word into a four-inch space), but of course they used my lamest effort for the article about the Supreme Court deciding not to hear an appeal on the unlawful and lengthy detention of hundreds of Sept. 11 suspects in the U.S. - none of whom, by the way, were found guilty.
I'd never written headlines before (writers never write their own because they don't know how much space they're getting) so a few of the articles I proofed were farmed out to others for that end of things. *grumble* One of which reads:
Mayoral race plauged by funding disparities
Which, yeah, I know it's not my mistake, but I still feel incredibly lame for the completely irrational guilty feeling that I somehow let it happen. My gut was totally telling me to stay and offer to proof the flats, but I was dead tired and still had to walk home. One of my resolutions should've been to listen to my gut - I tend to have fantastic instincts.
Okay, peeve moment: honestly, what are they paying me for if they don't take my corrections? I proofed the entire editorial section minus one article on Sunday night, and people somehow managed to mess with it all over again before it went to print for today's edition. Example:
If a "homicide bomber" fails to kill anyone or his target is an unoccupied building, would they still be called a homicide bomber? What if they commit homicide via bombing but without killing themselves in the process?
Homicide bomber. Singular. Single nouns take single pronouns such as he, she or it and himself/herself, not, in fact, the commonly misused plural 'they.' I know this. It's my job to know and catch this. And it's just frustrating to see, because it makes it seem like I didn't do my job.
Anyway.
Figured out who Cameron (editor-in-chief) looks like - a cross between Miranda's brother and Ray Romano. Even talks a bit like them, too - as a hybrid, he's almost perfectly 50/50, which is a bit eerie but cool. Who doesn't love funny, easygoing boys?
Hunted down the rest of my textbooks after my morning class (and thank goodness last week's assignment wasn't the copy editing test - what a travesty) with
xalxuffasch, after which we had lunch at Moe's. I do solemnly swear to never again disrespect hot sauce. My lips are still tingling.I might be working on a little something I'm terribly excited about but don't want to jinx. Will be less cryptic as soon as I get it figured out.
Been going through my media in fits and starts and found the oddest little soundfile of Joey simply saying, "I, I go out with Lance." Hee. Context is no friend of mine, baby. Another of him talking about the *NSYNC name creation myth - allegedly, they nicknamed Lance Lansten before they came up with the group's name, which only happened to work out to the last letters of their first names (versus being directly inspired by it.) Interesting.
Speaking of which, there's also about a minute-long soundfile of JC talking about himself. No interviewer - apparently, he was just told to talk about himself. Very interesting. His hesitance, even a slight stutter at spots, the way the cadence of his voice changes when he switches topics all hold with a theory I'm currently working on. And just as an aside, not that it needs to be said, but I love him. "A lot."
Shoutouts!
This fic meme rocked hardcore. Because
callmesandy wrote me JoLa! *dances* Let's repeat that, shall we? Sandy wrote me JoLa! With Joey and his motorcycle and Lance laughing at him, but it all ends well, just as it should. As it did with synecdochic's story, a happy little first time with Lance kissing Joey. So good! *basks* Is it time for JoLa to be the new black again yet?Speaking of said meme,
without_me wrote some inspired Jessie/Lance here. Mmm, my that was wonderful in so many, many ways.canadiankracka and roncha78 made my day with their lovely comments here. Aaaw! Thank you, ladies.Also. *hugs
crownzeal tight* Ken dolls! Perfect and flexible and I can have my very own for only $6.99! *giggle* Thanks for the postcard, babe, I laughed out loud in the middle of the commons and snickered all the way to my room.Quote of the Day:
When in doubt, go with 'sexual.'"
-a staff editor
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:03 pm (UTC)Care to share? :)
And I meant every word I said in Lex's journal.
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:12 pm (UTC)And sure, I'll log onto AIM right now - MoonBrat42.
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:42 pm (UTC)And thanks again for trying to share the file.
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:03 pm (UTC)Also, your mood fuckin' cracked me up. Six months from this weekend! Squee!!!
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:26 pm (UTC)Those two crazy kids and their antics. I was so amused by the stories from last year. Sheets on balcony railings! Furniture blockades! Silly boys.
*lol* Counting down already? I realized something marginally depressing in the shower the other day - I was going to apply to study abroad in France over the summer, which obviously will not happen if I can't be absolutely guaranteed to be back for Challenge because, well, I'm just no missing Challenge. Not for anything. And if I can wrangle some writing assignments this semester, they might even get me a press pass to cover the event, which I'm not even letting myself think about yet. *meep*
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:32 pm (UTC)I'd love to hear your theory!
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: January 13th, 2004 05:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: January 13th, 2004 05:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: January 13th, 2004 05:48 pm (UTC)BTW, I had no idea you were taking French. I need to start reviewing my conjugations before the semester starts. EEEEE
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Date: January 13th, 2004 06:08 pm (UTC)Smooches again to you on the postcard. C'est tres fantastique!
Et oui, je peux parler en francais mais seulement un peu maintenant, parce que je l'etudiee plus de deux annees [ago]. Nous allons avoir beacoup d'amusee!
And hopefully, at least a fraction of that was grammatically/semantically/otherwise correct/interpretable. Working on it though!
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Date: January 13th, 2004 05:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: January 13th, 2004 06:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: January 13th, 2004 09:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: January 14th, 2004 05:02 am (UTC)Each one of the guys has those. Have you heard the rest?
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Date: January 14th, 2004 06:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: January 14th, 2004 05:13 pm (UTC)he's actually our love child...
Re: he's actually our love child...
Date: January 15th, 2004 07:39 am (UTC)*still snickering*
Also, welcome!