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At GenCon, I was summing up the job search thusly:

18 applications
4 interviews
1 second interview
Bupkiss.

This summer was way more frustrating about teaching jobs than it has been in the past, in no small part because I really truly was doing an awesome job of applying places. I thought I was doing relatively well at interviewing. Maybe my references weren't as good as they could be, but in general, I was really putting myself out there and trying...and still getting nothing.

On Wednesday the 23rd of August, I got a call --would you be willing to come in?
On Thursday the 24th of August, I had an interview.
On Friday the 25th of August, I got a call.

On Monday the 28th of August, my perfect birthday, I woke up unbearably early and biked to school. Monday and Tuesday were teacher days, Wednesday was the first day with students. It's now partway through the fourth week of school, and I have finally gotten the HR bullshit sorted out and a paycheck into my bank account and that means it's really truly officially real.

I am a professional high school mathematics teacher.

For the whole year, from the beginning. At a public high school, with all the diversity and benefits that implies. With five classes and about eighty students (a frankly amazing average ratio) and oh my _dear sweet weeping gods_.

I am fully, blessedly, employed, in a place I love, doing exactly the thing I want to be doing with my life. Yes, it's frustrating that all my work searching this summer was for naught, but I can forgive the universe its machinations.

I've been sitting tight on announcing this until it was real, and it's been killing me. No matter how much I will complain over the next ten months about the early mornings and endless prep work, I am so so unbelievably very happy.

On Monday, August 28th, I celebrated my perfect birthday by starting at my perfect job.

~Sor
MOOP!

FAQs: No I won't tell you where specifically online. Algebra 1, Discrete Math, and Calculus. Some 9th graders, mostly 12th graders. Yes the commute sucks less than the private school one. Yes the pay is better --I'm making a bit over $50k this year. Yes, I am so so so so happy.
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[personal profile] sasha_honeypalm's musical tribute to Barbara G. Walker's (professionally published!) novel
Amazon:


Don't know much about history
Don't know much about theology
Don't know much 'bout how to write a book
Don't know how to cite the quotes I took
But I know all that I say must be true
And I know if you believed it, too
What a wonderful world this would be

Don't know much about geography
Don't know much sociology
Don't know how to understand folklore
Don't know what a reference book is for
But I do know that one god is bad
And if we'd kept the goddess we once had
What a wonderful world this would be

Now, I don't claim to be a goddess
But I'm tryin' to be
For maybe if I'm a goddess, people
You'll all worship me.

Don't know much about history
Don't know much about technology
Don't know much...


[personal profile] rosepsyche's paean to the Power of Story is also quoteworthy:

I have to call "bull" on Antiope's reasoning that art and music are inferior because they are "not alive" for another reason. No, such creations aren't living, breathing things. However (and I apologize if this gets a bit corny), the best of them can seem as if they are alive, get us invested in their characters, have us cheering about their triumphs and crying over their tragedies. They are just as valuable in their own way for their ability to entertain, to inspire, to teach, to help us grow and develop by seeing the world from a new point of view, and I don't think anyone involved in creating them would appreciate being told that their work can never compare to something that was squeezed out of a vagina.


Context sporks the world's worst Wonder Woman fanfic.

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Sep. 17th, 2017 06:06 pm
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So here's a thing.

Back near the start of June, Captain Awkward1 posted a link to the Ingrid Michaelson video "Girls Chase Boys". I'd seen it before, but not in a while, so hell yeah it was time for a rewatch.

And somewhere in the thirty or fifty rewatches I've done this summer, I came to a really striking realization about my sexuality. I feel queer2 or straight entirely independent of the gender of the person I am being attracted towards.

Like, this is probably a pretty logical end result of not having a gender myself. I can't be a lesbian if I'm not a woman3, but I'm also not able to be het with a woman if I'm not a man. Bisexual has served me fine as a term for years now (and queer even moreso). I am content and secure in my attractions4.

But it was a weird moment of clarity when I realized that the attraction I feel for the men in that video is decidedly queer attraction. And weirder still to realize that I can, and often do, feel straight attraction towards men. And continually weird to realize that my attraction towards women can be either queer or straight as well. Like, these are two markedly different feelings for me, apparently. They both have the same root (I want to get romantic and-or sexual with this person because I am aesthetically or otherwise pleased by them) but they feel different.

After some soul-searching5, I determined that a big part of what makes me feel queer vs straight attraction is whether the person I am attracted to is giving out queer vs straight signals. These can be either gender-queer or sexuality-queer, but apparently I save my straight attraction for the hets.

I don't know what to do with all this information. Hell, I don't even know if it's useful information to have, or if the back of my brain has latent transphobia in this regard (many of the attractive trans women I know are some variation of enby, almost all of them are sexuality-queer --I don't tend to feel straight attraction to people who I don't perceive as relatively straight, but would I automatically feel queer attraction to any trans woman, even a straight one?)

But it's a thing my brain is doing, and I like paying attention to those.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: Captain Awkward is probably the single best advice blog on the internet, and I highly recommend pawing through her archives occasionally. She is better at teaching people how to be adults than just about anyone else, and I try very very hard to behave as would make her happy.

2: "Gay" would also be accurate here, but I very much prefer queer.

3: TRANS LESBIANS ARE LESBIANS. TERFS CAN FUCK OFF.

4: This is absolutely not true, I'm into a lot of straight men for an enby. The fact that I'm demonstrably more androsexual than gynosexual freaks me out on the regular, because boy howdy, is it hard to actually be "bisexual". But for the sake of this post, let's pretend I feel not-weird about myself.

5: Translation: Looking at a lot of different attractive people for science.

[personal profile] pink_halen on eggs and cages

Sep. 12th, 2017 11:01 am
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It seems that Starbucks is offering sandwiches with Cage Free Egg Whites. Personally, I never keep my egg whites in cages. Usually keeping them in their shells works just fine.

Context is free-range.

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Sep. 10th, 2017 05:45 pm
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Everyone was nice to me, but I found it hard to participate in some of the conversations because everyone else there was fluent in Gearhead and I just don't care. It was all

One dude: "How do you like that model BLQ45Z?"
Other dude: "It's got pretty good flang, but the chimping bleederweep doesn't zerbert as well as I like in the corners."
First dude: "I heard that floppykush helps with the zerberting, tried that?"
Third dude: "My next squelch is gonna be a floppykush! Used to have a panpan bleederweep, but you know what they say about those oilsquirms!"
All dudes: [nod sagely and then argue]


Context is locked; QWP.

A story in nine tweets.

Sep. 8th, 2017 07:00 pm
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Somewhere in the first few weeks of third grade, a girl came up to weird, eight year old, me. (1/9)

"Did you know?!" she began, in that enthusiastic way third graders do "That my dad and your mom were friends in college?!?!?!?!?!!???" (2/9)

I did not know. Mom didn't either. She had lost track of her good ol' brother, and hadn't realized he had been living eight house away (3/9)

***

Somewhere in the first few weeks of third grade, that same girl and I found out that our birthdays were three! days! apart!!!!! (4/9)

More importantly, we found out that neither of us'd had a birthday party yet that year. Obviously, this needed to be fixed. Together. (5/9)

***

Somewhere in the first few weeks of third grade, she and I played together for the first time. Had our first sleepover. (6/9)

Introduced our siblings and our parents. Became friends. Became cousins. Became sisters. (7/9)

***

Somewhere in the first few weeks of twenty years ago, I met my best friend. (8/9)

I love you, Veronica. (9/9)

~Sor
MOOP!

Sleeping together, sleeping alone

Sep. 8th, 2017 05:35 pm
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About three years ago, give or take a month, Sparr moved away from Boston. At that point, we'd been living together for about a year, and staying in each other's beds1 probably...three quarters of the nights?

So it's been three years, give or take a month, since I had the particular relationship dynamic of sharing a bed more often than not. Everything since then's been feast or famine --long stretches of sleeping alone2 interrupted by having a partner in town for a sudden enjoyable week or two.

("Don't you have a boyfriend in Boston, Kat?" Well yes, Terrapin lives less than ten miles away. But he is married (happily!) to an exceptional woman, and the way our dynamics run, he stays with her most nights. We average about twice a month, and it's awesome, but not what I'm really talking about here.)

I can handle sleeping alone, I really can. I mean, my entire life has been a run towards independence (towards freedom)3, and being able to be happy with myself alone4 is no small part of that.

But I have kissed the same boy at least once every day this past week. I've stayed in his bed and he's stayed in mine (and who knows what'll happen tomorrow). Twice this week, I've woken up alongside a pretty smile and a long lithe body and gotten to tuck them back to bed as I head off to work.

For the first time in three years, I might5 become entangled with someone who I can wake up next to on the regular and oh my _gods_ have I missed it6. I am a feral creature, yes, but I also crave touch7 like water, and waking up in someone else's arms is exquisite.

My life is unfairly exceptionally good right now. I hope I can make it continue.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: I shared a bedroom for four years of my life in college, and never anytime else. I strongly believe that every person deserves a space of their own, that they can decorate and clutter and have. When poly, this often translates to separate bedrooms, but for god's sakes, at least an office or a sewing room or a workshop or a loft?

(I recognize that the world sucks in multiple directions that make this largely impossible, because fuck you capitalism. I still think everyone should have this.)

2: I mean, I have put exceptional work into having a Fucking Amazing set-up for sleeping alone. Heated blanket under the sheets, weighted blanket above them, and like...so many pillows and other blankets. My bed is awesome and I love it. I genuinely sleep warm all winter long, and that is the _best_.

3: Access to blank pages and no one to judge you for what you put on them, a bicycle and no one to worry if you're home late, a room of one's own where you can shut the door and crank the music and put whatever the hell you want on the walls.

The ability to love who I want, when I want, and largely how I want3a, on terms dictated only by the two of us and no one else.

3a: The flipside of freedom is security, and I am not willing to sacrifice the goodwill of my other partners to truly do Whatever The Hell I Want. Mostly it's risk factors about disease transmission, if you're polyish, you probably know the drill.

4: This is an interesting word to consider, because I have been dating at least one person since the start of January 2008...and at least two people since the end of January 2008. Not necessarily the same people (well, mek), but I've had at *least* two partners for almost ten years now. Often more. I have spent a grand total of 31 days as a single legal adult4a.

I assume I'd be able to be good alone? But I'm not exactly desperate to break it all off and try to be actually single for a change.

4a: Hm, and I think I spent several of them sharing a bed with someone lovely, SO LIKE YEEEEAHHH okay.

5: WORDS MATTER. WRITING THINGS MAKES THEM REAL IN WEIRD WAYS. Or in other words, I can't write that he's my partner without that being confirmed, because I don't want to change the truth of the world without having that conversation with him first.

6: The small things you never forget, like an eyes-still-closed Magus smiling when I bend to kiss him goodbye in the morning.

7: Well, I mean, this is complicated. But if you are a person I actively want to touch, I probably want to be touching you more often than not. I mean, like, I'd happily hold hands with people more often during conversations and stuff, except that's probably Weird.

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