Back to Normalacy

Okay, so going to write something normal and not angry. LOL!

Started the new job last night. Super crazy interesting. I think I always thought that screenwriters for TV shows go into work at the hours that the actors and directors and stuff do, but they don't, except for Mondays, when they go in and do read thrus. Look at me, nailing the lingo.

My boss is writing for two shows, and she doesn't have the luxury of having muses running around in her head, except for the charries on the show. When they are off hiatus, she doesn't even read much, just here and there, and hence why so many writers read fanfic and RP! Apparently, it is something to do when she gets stuck, and she can glean some ideas from. So I guess the old writing stuff showing up in shows isn't a coinky-dinky, after all. Whoot! I mean, yeah, it is still raw, like being dragged by a car fifty feet. But at least I know someone was reading it! Cool beans!

So she is usually up writing really late, and if you want to work for a scriptwriter, you have to be flexible with the hours. So I do warn people I will be in and out, because I have to bend to her schedule.

But this is very fun. I am not writing, obviously, but I get to see up close what the job is. Love that.

Need...nap...badly...

Uh, and no

No, people, I am not reading her personal or muse journals.

First of all, if Princess Pouty has something to say to me, she can put on her big girl panties and say it TO ME, not behind my back, which is her usual childish behavior. Seriously, folks, I don't give a fat flying fucky McFuck what she says about me. It is all deflection from her, as my boss calls it, twatcentric and plastic behavior. She has had eleven months to talk TO me, and she doesn't, didn't and won't. My therapist says that is a hallmark symptom of people who feel guilty about shitty behavior, which is really not her style, or a sociopathic vampire user. I leave the diagnosis to her next victim. *waves to Christina*

I mean, the proof is in the pudding, kids, and one need only look at the trail of OMG BEST WRITING PARTNER EVA! corpses she has left on the RP highway.

Insofar as her pups...no. First of all, it is still painful for the lingering ghosts of my dead pups, save Alexandre, who is a right bastard. But my girls, especially, get way too vocal and I cannot deal with it. Second of all, I did read a recent OMGUBERPOWERFULEMPEROR posts and I read it with my boss. I am not even going to critique. But my boss? She said the magic is gone. She said that Princess gave my writing depth and history and deep bases of strength. I gave hers, apparently, heart and humor and fun. So, in her expert view, it's lost the magic that made her obsessively read our stuff for over ten years. Trust me, she was pretty scathing of some of my recent stuff.

So, anyway, please don't tell me anything on her journals. First of all, to be fair to her? That is her space. I don't believe in violating that. Second of all, I don't give a fuck, anymore. I am on the mend. Therapy, new job, new life. I don't need someone else's ugly to muck it up. God don't like ugly. And you may not believe in God, but as they say on Lucifer, He doesn't need you to. The Gods, God, Mother Nature, Morgan Fucking Freeman...whatever you believe in? I think the decision of "win" is clear. Karma is a bitch. So I am done with that. So please, people, the first thing I woke up to this morning was someone telling me something she posted.

I don't give a fuck. Not one tiny fuck. Not one threesome with Carrot Top and Mister Bean fuckety fuck fuck. Let her be who she is and do what she does. You do you, Boo. I got this.

One Queen to Another

Respect...demand it...keep it...don't accept any less.

Come on, girls...

The Queen is dead, but her music lives on. Much respect.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6FOUqQt3Kg0

My dead muse made me

https://youtu.be/Vet6AHmq3_s