A break in the clouds. t+5
Oct. 5th, 2005 04:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morslaWhy do I find out more in chance conversations during coffee breaks than I manage in whole days spent at my desk? Working in my office, I'm easy to find (right near all the other staff), easy to see (I have a bright red shirt on), and apparently easy to walk straight past...
So. There's still a vague possibility that I'll work here after Friday. There is virtually no chance of full time work, nor is there any chance of work beyond December. Actually, limited duration part-time work suits me fine, as it would tide me over until the end of the year while I forged a new path. I now have to see it it also suits the various puppeteers Up Above.
I noticed an amusing fact... well, I find it amusing, but I have a cynical sense of humour at the best of times. Why do we offer fixed-term contracts instead of the more traditional "indefinite" appointments seen in some other divisions? A common element between all the divisions is external income - part of the money comes from the government at a fixed rate, and the rest has to be scraped together from elsewhere. Guess which bright sparks have placed their staff salaries in the fluctuating "external" funding stream? That's right... due to a large shortfall in external income, we're losing all our contract staff. The bean counters expect them to sit around for the next few years awaiting a phonecall saying "we signed a new commercial deal - there's money for you to come back to your job!" Ahahahaha...
Bureaucratic Incompetence leads to Anger. Anger cuts through Apathy. Without Apathy, I'm getting up and doing the things I've thought about for the last few years on this downward spiral. Thankyou, incompetent bureaucrats - if you hadn't stomped on my job with those jackboots of yours, I might have stayed even longer on a sinking ship.
Now I'm writing again, and it feels good. Game-writing, mainly, but it's somewhere to be creative... I dug up a copy of A Broken City from Conquest '02 (a Kindred of the East game that I wrote with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bishi_wannabe), and noticed how easily the module fits together with new ideas from Weapons of the Gods. It was the first properly non-linear story that I wrote, and as such it's basically a series of Loresheets... descriptions of groups and individuals, and the agendas that they follow in the city. It's also a handy setting to weave in all the dystopian cyberpunk that's been building up in the big list of plans.
Plus, you know, it's safer on humanity if I fuck up an entire fictional world...
So. There's still a vague possibility that I'll work here after Friday. There is virtually no chance of full time work, nor is there any chance of work beyond December. Actually, limited duration part-time work suits me fine, as it would tide me over until the end of the year while I forged a new path. I now have to see it it also suits the various puppeteers Up Above.
I noticed an amusing fact... well, I find it amusing, but I have a cynical sense of humour at the best of times. Why do we offer fixed-term contracts instead of the more traditional "indefinite" appointments seen in some other divisions? A common element between all the divisions is external income - part of the money comes from the government at a fixed rate, and the rest has to be scraped together from elsewhere. Guess which bright sparks have placed their staff salaries in the fluctuating "external" funding stream? That's right... due to a large shortfall in external income, we're losing all our contract staff. The bean counters expect them to sit around for the next few years awaiting a phonecall saying "we signed a new commercial deal - there's money for you to come back to your job!" Ahahahaha...
Bureaucratic Incompetence leads to Anger. Anger cuts through Apathy. Without Apathy, I'm getting up and doing the things I've thought about for the last few years on this downward spiral. Thankyou, incompetent bureaucrats - if you hadn't stomped on my job with those jackboots of yours, I might have stayed even longer on a sinking ship.
Now I'm writing again, and it feels good. Game-writing, mainly, but it's somewhere to be creative... I dug up a copy of A Broken City from Conquest '02 (a Kindred of the East game that I wrote with
bishi_wannabe), and noticed how easily the module fits together with new ideas from Weapons of the Gods. It was the first properly non-linear story that I wrote, and as such it's basically a series of Loresheets... descriptions of groups and individuals, and the agendas that they follow in the city. It's also a handy setting to weave in all the dystopian cyberpunk that's been building up in the big list of plans.Plus, you know, it's safer on humanity if I fuck up an entire fictional world...
Hope this is what you wanted.
Hope this is what you had in mind.
Cuz this is what you're getting.
I hope you're choking. I hope you choke on this.
Suck me dry.
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you had in mind?
Cuz this this is what you're getting.
I hope you choke.
Hope this is what you had in mind.
Cuz this is what you're getting.
I hope you're choking. I hope you choke on this.
Suck me dry.
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you had in mind?
Cuz this this is what you're getting.
I hope you choke.
