I’ve worked hard to get this post up

I’ve started a new category: Badvertising. Why? Sadly, because it’s grown necessary.

Today’s bad advertisement is for Truvada, one part of a combination therapy for HIV patients. The ad says: You’ve worked hard to get where you are. Why settle for an HIV med that’s twice-a-day? Okay, so let’s attack the far lesser problem first. Why settle? Um, you know what? If I was HIV-positive, I wouldn’t be getting all uppity about having to take a pill twice a day if it, you know, kept the virus from replicating and taking over my body. Just sayin’, maybe beggars can’t be choosers, or something like that.

But those are small potatoes. They’re those little red “new” potatoes. You know those potatoes. Dude, now I totally want some of those potatoes. Anyway, so back to the ad. Here’s my beef (mmm… beef and potatoes) with it: the line “You’ve worked hard to get where you are.” No offense, but… “where you are” is in the unfortunate situation of having HIV. So… you’ve worked hard to get HIV? Really? No, I know that’s not what they were going for, but I don’t think the good people at Snickers were going for “Hung? Erect? O, my!” either. I’m just saying, it’s a poorly conceived ad. The common link between people who would want or need Truvada isn’t that they’re successful, driven go-getters, it’s that THEY ALL HAVE THE SAME VIRUS. Plain and simple. There’s nothing else, no other sensibility or characteristic, that merits appealing. The ” better than twice-a-day” thing, at least in this sense, is totally legit. It zeroes in on the issue at heart, instead of grasping for some pretty presumptuous straws.

So, yeah. There you go. The Badvertisement of the Day. It’s just like the soup of the day, only not a delicious broth-based treat. Anyway, time for bed for me. Look, I swear I’m gonna post more soon. Just chillax.

Today I busted my ass

Both literally and figuratively.

First, the literal. It’s an uncomfortable as it sounds, let me assure you. I don’t really know how, but I guess I pulled my hamstring or my groin or my ass (can you pull your ass?), but something is pulled and the only way it doesn’t hurt to walk is to limp. So limpy-gimpy I go about campus. Yay.

But I also meant that I worked really hard today. I stayed three hours late formatting the same damn packet I spent five hours formatting yesterday. There’s one Word file that, so help me God, were it to magically assume human form (don’t ask how, this is all incredibly hypothetical), I would kill it with my bare hands. I mean that I would gouge out its eyes with my fingers and pry open its ribcage with my elbows. I would reach into its throat and forcibly remove its uvula. I was so very, very upset with this Word file.

It’s somehow corrupted such that, every time you save, or every time Word auto-saves, or every time you change a font size, or every time you look at it funny, it freezes. Five minutes later, we’re back in business until OOP!, no… it’s frozen again. Oh, and sometimes, randomly as it would seem, if you change the size or face or justifcation of a word, it’ll decide that you wanted THE ENTIRE PAGE to look that way. So then, after the five-minute freeze, everything’s wrong, and if you hit “Undo,” it takes another five minutes to get back to normal. For fifteen hours over the course of two days, I wrestled with it, trying to get it to the point that I could send it out with the packets. And finally, at 8:30 this evening, I did it. I finished. At f*cking last.

What it all really means is that I’ve gotten none of my own work done in the last two days. Oh, did I mention that this wasn’t really my project? No? Oh, WELL, IT’S NOT. It’s not even that I would mind doing it, if I had nothing else to do. But I have plenty to do, and in fact, there’s a lot that I should have done already that’s still waiting for me, because I’ve been so caught up with this damn thing.

Okay, I’m done bitching. And consequently, I’m done writing.

Could’ve been never

Oh my gosh, you guys? So tired right now.

As such, this isn’t going to be much of a post, but I’ll be posting a bunch in a row this week. I’ve decided to go ahead and post my Top Model recaps on here, since I might as well. They’re longish-to-long, so it’s plenty to read. It’ll keep ya busy while I’m getting some other things done.

I’m updating the Repertoire page, too… a week and a half late. Better late than never, right? And we all know, it very well could have been never.