A while ago, Liz Tarleton shared a thing on facebook, and I just read it, and it’s great, so I’m copying it here. This Is Important.

Most people who know me eventually learn that I hate the phone. But most of them think I just have an adorable “preference” for email, or that I’m just being antisocial.


love talking in person over a cup of coffee. I love email. But I bloody hate the damn phone for very good reasons. Here are a few:

  1. You are interrupting me.
  2. I am interrupting you. But mostly #1.
  3. I will have no record of what was said.
  4. I will also have no memory of what was said, or sometimes that we spoke at all. Sorry.
  5. But you will remember, and will be appalled when I don’t remember agreeing to x.
  6. I will say or agree to anything if I think it will shorten the conversation by five seconds. 
  7. Some people will do anything to lengthen the conversation.
  8. I like to think about what I’m saying without talking at the same time.
  9. I can’t parse language with one ear. Not sure why. But I’ll pretend I understood you anyway (see #6).
  10. (Which of my three phones was he going to call again?) 
  11. (Oh, the one that’s downstairs. Dammit.)
  12. My email never asks me to suddenly sprint across the house to answer it within 20 seconds.
  13. "What? No, you didn’t wake me."
  14. "I wa…sorry. I wa…sorry. No you go first. No, you go."
  15. "Wait, you’re breaking up. I….No, it just…you’re break…hello?" Dammit.
  16. (Okay, now am I supposed to call back, or will she call back?)
  17. My email never runs out of battery.
  18. Getting my voicemail messages takes time that I could use not getting voicemail messages.
  19. Some people will do anything to lengthen a voicemail message. 
  20. And then I call you back and get your voicemail.

I love you, don’t call me, xoxo, thx.



"songs reminding me to do basic ADLs" may now become a feature of this blog

if you’re hungry and you know it, time to eat!

I don’t care what else you’re doing, time to eat!

If you’re starting to get dizzy and your vision is all spinny nothing else is more important time to eat! 

oh hai I have this conversation with myself a lot. 


tumblrfolk, we are so much more skilled than we think


one thing I want to say today relates to my current job. (As you guys know, I’ve left off working in science labs to work an office job in sci comm. My role is kind of … nebulous and involves a lot of “oh, Elodie can help you with that, she does weird stuff. Train Elodie on that.”)

Because it’s an office job, the mentality is for everyone to present their workflows as incredibly difficult and skilled, requiring a lot of training and experience to do properly. Which is fair enough! These skills are difficult!

"Elodie, today we are going to train you to use… A HIGHLY COMPLICATED AND DIFFICULT WEBSITE INTERFACE. You will need to take a lot of notes and pay careful attention, because it is extremely advanced. ARE YOU READY"

"… This is Wordpress."

"…No it isn’t! it says something different at the top. And it’s very complicated, it’s not something you can just know already."

"Nah son, don’t worry, it’s Wordpress. I mean, God knows I don’t blog much, but I can manage me a bit of Wordpress, it’s cool."

"No. You can’t. Don’t worry, it’s very difficult. Now sit still and be trained on how to upload a photo to Wordpress."

"All right."


"Elodie, do you think that you can MANAGE SOCIAL MEDIA? It is INCREDIBLY HARD and may involve THE HASHTAGS"

"… I think I’ll manage."


"Elodie, can you put a HYPERLINK in a thing? Think about it before you answer."

"Is it like a BBCode kind of thing, with the boxy bracket things, or do you want it in HTML, with like angley bracket things?"

"It is a button that you press that says HYPERLINK."

"I can do this thing for you."


"Elodie, can you write a punchy summary that will make people want to click on a special link that says "read more" to read all of the text?"



"Elodie, this is how to use TAGS on CONTENT. TAGS on CONTENT are important because - because of THINGS. Things that are too arcane and mysterious for anyone below the level of Manager to know."

"Cool, I can tag stuff for you."


"Elodie, this is obviously a ridiculous question, but can you edit videos?"

"Not very well, and only if you want to make it look like there is sexual tension between characters from different forms of visual media, or perhaps to make a trailer for a fanfiction? Which is not necessarily a good use of my time and I’m not sure why I felt it was so cool to do to begin with…"


"Actually, upon further reflection: no. No. Nope. I can’t edit videos. They’re completely beyond me. Not in my wheelhouse. Hate videos. Hate them. No innate skill whatsoever."

"That’s what we thought"


"Elodie?! You can use PHOTOSHOP?!"

"Yeah, I mean, I usually just use Pixlr. It’s free, it’s online, it’s powerful, you don’t have to download anything…"

"but you are not a GRAPHIC DESIGNER!!"

"Er… no."

"Next you’ll be telling us you can MAKE AN ANIMATED PICTURE."

"I mean, I haven’t really done a lot of it since Livejournal, and they weren’t that good anyway, but yeah… I can do you reaction images."


"Yes. Definitely."


What I’m trying to say is: a lot of people talk a lot of crap about what we Millenials do on the Internet, because there is NO CAPITALISTIC VALUE in the screwing around we do with our friends. “Ughh why are you ALWAYS on the computer?” our parents whined.

"How did you make the text go all slanty like that?" our bosses wonder.

We have decades of experience in Photoshop. We know how to communicate; we can make people across the planet care about our problems. We know how to edit media to make two characters look like they’re having the sexual tensions. We can make people read our posts, follow us, share our content. We run and manage our own websites - and make them pretty. We moderate conversations, enforce commenting policies, manage compromises, lead battles, encourage peace, defend ourselves from attack, inspire others, and foster incredible levels of communication.

We produce our art. We advertise our art. We engage with others through our art. We accept constructive criticism and dismiss destructive trolling of our art. We improve our art. Our art gets better.

We narrate our stories.

All by ourselves. Our pretty blog backgrounds, custom-edited themes, tasteful graphics, punchy content, clever gifs, our snappy putdowns and smart-ass text posts, even our familiarity with fonts and composition - all of these skills we’ve casually accumulated for fun/approval are MINDBLOWING LEVELS OF COMPETENCE IN THE WORKFORCE.

When these skills are sold to you - when they’re packaged and marketed, and when you pay to consume them and have the Elders rate you on them - they are incredibly valuable. They are Media and Communications degrees. They are marketing internships. They are leadership workshops. They are graphics design modules. They are web design courses. They are programming courses. We are good at this shit; we have it nailed down.

You can’t put “fandom” or “blogging” on your CV, but you deserve to. You should get this credit. You should claim this power and authority.

Claim these skills. They are valuable. They are important.

Everything you have ever done is a part of your powerful makings.