I'm going to commit several crimes. My fucking Ootori curse timeline doesn't match up to real world events and I need to rework it. I can't just reshape the political landscape of the world to kill off one character.
Not only has my sister not cleaned the cat litterboxes in months (we each have a cat), but the one time she does it’s purely because she needs a stool sample for a vet visit tomorrow so she only cleaned 1/2 litter boxes and also locked my cat in the basement without food or water, where he’d probably be for a solid twelve hours had I not checked on the litterboxes again before going to bed 🙃🙃🙃
Publisher’s office: hey, we need this ARC in the ARC kit, not the late kit
Author: can we have a more final file?
Designer: unfortunately art is late so there’s nothing else we can do if we want to hit that ARC kit date
Editor: i would love a more final ARC but it isn’t my decision
Author: i hate this
Editor: i’m so sorry, i also hate this
Designer, working until midnight and later making the files ready for the deadline: i hate this
me: i’m so sorry, i also hate this
-two weeks later-
Production: ARCs will come in 2 weeks after the ARC kit goes out
Publisher’s office: uhhhh why the delay? i thought we hit all our dates?
Production: unfortunately approvals didn’t come in until 11 days after our drop-dead date
Publisher’s office, who was responsible for approving costs and the purchase order so the ARCs could get made:
really fucking mad that because i no longer have my nurse practitioner, they're making it extremely difficult for me to get my prescription for Adderall back on track. their claim was because i've been functioning well this whole time without it which I haven't and because i've been taking it on occasion because it's accumulated since at some point my dosage was being adjusted like are you fucking kidding me????
I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.
It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.