Sep. 18th, 2010

wednes: (Snakes on a Plane)
All this talk of Michigan bedbug infestations is giving me nightmares. Three nights in a row now I've startled myself awake, sure that the whole bed was covered in bugs. Ew. There is no evidence whatsoever that we have them--and I've certainly looked. Yet I've ordered giant plastic bags to zip around the mattresses and pillows, and some kind of powder made out of shells that's supposed to kill them. Again, there is no evidence that we have them, yet I'm sure I can hear them every time I try to fall asleep. It has not escaped my notice that the whole OMG there's BUGS on meeeee!!?!?! thing is stereotypically "crazy." I'll be totally relieved when the CDC calls to let us know all the bedbugs are dead. They tend not to fuck around.



I watched about 20 murders today: serial killer double feature of American Psycho and Citizen X. Both films are damn good. They each have a unique approach to serial killing in the 80's, both here and in communist Russia. I enjoyed the juxtaposition of the two films, especially since I was watching with a friend who had not seen either one.

Been thinking a lot about marketing lately. When I am trying to get people to notice what I do, I seem to have a great need to not be a dick about it. I don't post a link to myself every time someone friends me. I don't send out advertisements as if they were personal messages. I don't spam, and I don't add people for the express purpose of reaching a specific number of friends or fans. And I legitimately try to interact with people on networking sites, rather than treating them as mere representations of my demographic. I do that sort of thing for the same reason I don't shop at Wal*Mart. I'm just trying to do what I think is right. In addition to missing out on low, low prices on Doritos and Suave shampoo--could I also be missing out on the audience I might gain if I stepped it up and became more assertive? Not sure, really.

Trying to figure out how to balance the ph in my hair so this stupid manic panic dye will last longer than a week or two. If I spill taco bell fire sauce on a white T-shirt--it's freakin' permanent. But somehow I can't keep my freshly bleached hair midnight blue or hot, hot pink? Irksome.

New Ladies of Villainy post is up. By tomorrow my new post for Zombie Zone News will be ready to go as well. The new novel is still slow going, I just not making the time to do it in the midst of other writing projects, work, audiobook eps, and trying to get enough sleep. My current bedtime audiobook is Neil Gaiman reading Coraline. It's quite delightful.

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