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Aaaaaand the reposting wank starts all over again. A commenter has informed me that someone reposted "Phantom in Fifteen Minutes" over at IMDB with no credit to me. I'm to the point now where I'm trying to stop people from doing that (seriously--it's 4500 words, people. Be kind to your fellow posters!), but I'm not going to throw a tantrum over it, and most people are very nice and apologetic when I ask them to take things down.

And then there's this guy:

rainbowkingdom: I posted a link to that already. And I think you should credit the author of it.

ebarkle_05: credit the author? it wasn't you, i don't know who the author was. i'm not claiming it in anyway, i'm simple presenting it. don't assume young one, it will become your demise.

cleolinda: Well, padawan, I'M the author, and I find it hard to believe you don't know that, given that my name is planted in white font every three lines on the original entry because of cases just like this. This is reposted in its entirety without my permission, which I specifically asked people not to do. I'm glad you seem to have enjoyed it, but I'm going to ask you to please remove or edit those two posts.

Fortunately, I'm to the point now where this is more funny than anything. I mean, people who were telling me that it was dumb to get upset about this kind of thing were right--besides, every single time this happens, someone pops up and says, "Dude, that's Cleo's work. WTF?" So it's not like anyone ever gets away with anything. But man, get a load of the nerve on this one. "Young one"?

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Tired. Spent the day working on book samples to send to Orion. The Matrix seems to have gone over like gangbusters, so that's good. Also, I've been reading cultural studies-type stuff for my "Aesthetics of Sentiment" class--it's the kind of thing where I understand each word individually, but then they start talking about the current post-terrorism, post-identity hegemonies devaluating the personal-as-political and promoting universality to the detriment of subjective viewpoint, and I wake up half an hour later with print on my face from a drool-dampened course pack.

Poor Lucky Dog was sick and spent all of yesterday under my desk moping. He spent the morning at the vet and came back a lot friskier, bless his heart.

Oh, and Vladimir has put up his CV, if you'd like to know more about the Squishy.