Wednesday, November 30, 2005
tragedy
I just got a Christmas e-card from one of my closer friends back home which was lovely. What wasn't lovely was that it was, dare I confess, in comic sans. And she's a designer. (And in case you're hoping- no, this was not some kind of humorous and ironic statement.) I have started to wonder as of late whether Kitty and I might be a minority in our aversion of this abomination that gets called a font. One of my flatmates teaches design and has confessed to quite liking comic sans. (But then she's a product designer so I forgive her a lack of understanding on the finer points of typography.) Although to my alarm, the art ed of the magazine I'm working for also doesn't seem as horrified by the use of it as I believe she should be. Kitty my fellow hater of comic sans, wherefore art thou?
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Aynia's Post yo!
Once again it's Monday although this one is different from any other in one way- I went to the gym before work. I signed up on Friday and I don't think the trainer that sorted out a program for me had any faith in me turning up because my program wasn't typed up and in the special drawer for me. I had to go to reception and get them to track it down for me. Shame on him. It's 6 months since I left home with no regular exercise so I have been doing an impressive impersonation of a very large pie.
All this is probably of little interest though. What IS of interest is that John Hannah (and if you don't know who he is, shame on you!) goes to my gym. I currently working in Richmond which is apparently a hotspot for famous people. So far I've only seen John but the fact that he goes to my gym makes me feel very flash. I go to the gym with a movie star. Oh yeah.
It's taken me a while to settle in over here but I'm finally starting to feel semi-at-home. My life here is an odd mix between indulging my natural nanna tendencies and glamming it up London styles. I saw my first west end show the other week- Guys & Dolls. I have now seen Ewan McGregor in the flesh, singing on stage. My life is almost complete. At least it will be once I marry him... Don't go spreading it to the press yet though because I haven't told him...
And finally let me correct Kitty on one thing- yes, I am a Star Trek fan (although it isn't my fault, I was brainwashed by my father from a very young age) but above and beyond that, I am a Buffy fan. And Angel. Hello my name is Aynia and I am a Buffy Fan. It's part of my 12 step process, innit.
2:43 AM
All this is probably of little interest though. What IS of interest is that John Hannah (and if you don't know who he is, shame on you!) goes to my gym. I currently working in Richmond which is apparently a hotspot for famous people. So far I've only seen John but the fact that he goes to my gym makes me feel very flash. I go to the gym with a movie star. Oh yeah.
It's taken me a while to settle in over here but I'm finally starting to feel semi-at-home. My life here is an odd mix between indulging my natural nanna tendencies and glamming it up London styles. I saw my first west end show the other week- Guys & Dolls. I have now seen Ewan McGregor in the flesh, singing on stage. My life is almost complete. At least it will be once I marry him... Don't go spreading it to the press yet though because I haven't told him...
And finally let me correct Kitty on one thing- yes, I am a Star Trek fan (although it isn't my fault, I was brainwashed by my father from a very young age) but above and beyond that, I am a Buffy fan. And Angel. Hello my name is Aynia and I am a Buffy Fan. It's part of my 12 step process, innit.
2:43 AM
Welcome to the comicallysans blog!
A blog to compete with the likes of fightingtalk, jessajeffries or that crappy old critic blog; this blog is for the ex-tech eds of critic (well mainly aynia and kitty). It's a place where we can commiserate on the epidemic of comic sans, and to ponder the deep philosphical thought behind google image search and leading.
The Technical Editor position (technically editor jokes aside) is basically the designer job at Critic (the University of Otago student magazine). You're in charge of how the weekly mag looks, from layout to the reviews to the cover. The hours are unforgiving, and the overtime sucks, but it's a really important job to the success of the human race on this planet earth. So that's what keeps us giving.
VIP Members:
Aynia.
Technical Editor from Jan 2004 to May 2005, Aynia was the brains behind the super (re)organization of critic's layout and computers. She chose 3 fonts and stuck to them, whipped everything onto a grid, and also sorted out years of computer file carnage, even starting a useful labelling scheme. How long all of this brilliant organizing will last is anyone's guess, but Kitty (Tech Ed, May 05-now) can already vouch for an iPhoto file calamity.
Aynia's seemingly straight laced design approach belies her secret ability to kick-ass! She's a Jujitsu fiend, and could probably give you colonic irrigation with a stick if you pissed her off.
Presently, she has headed back to her colonial roots, and is skylarking around London. She's been working in various designerly positions and is two-timing Jamie Oliver with Prince William.
Likes: Star Trek, palak paneer, chick flicks, speakerboxx and MacOSX icons
Dislikes: comic sans, rude boys, bacon, snippy secretaries and the sound the printer makes
Kitty.
Technical editor since Aynia left in May 05, Kitty was previously the Critic advertising designer - a lowly job if ever there was one, but one that let her be grasshopper to Mistress Aynia. Kitty has done everything so far to foil all the progress Aynia made with the job, but no matter: she slept her way into, up and around the job so she's pretty safe from being fired for designerly ineptness. So far. Responsible for ridiculous PhotoShop effects and the encouragement of crass design, she also introduced the late night speakerboxx boogey, and became a vital link in the chain of salicious office gossip.
In the two hours she's not in the Critic office, she is checking the critic blog online and sleeping with other staff members.
All of them. At the same time.
Likes: Fry's turkish delight, graphic's tablets, iTrips, berocca, babies, bacon and warm fuzzy socks
Dislikes: comic sans, baby-haters, spinning wheel of death, green peppers and menacing spiders
The Technical Editor position (technically editor jokes aside) is basically the designer job at Critic (the University of Otago student magazine). You're in charge of how the weekly mag looks, from layout to the reviews to the cover. The hours are unforgiving, and the overtime sucks, but it's a really important job to the success of the human race on this planet earth. So that's what keeps us giving.
VIP Members:
Aynia.
Technical Editor from Jan 2004 to May 2005, Aynia was the brains behind the super (re)organization of critic's layout and computers. She chose 3 fonts and stuck to them, whipped everything onto a grid, and also sorted out years of computer file carnage, even starting a useful labelling scheme. How long all of this brilliant organizing will last is anyone's guess, but Kitty (Tech Ed, May 05-now) can already vouch for an iPhoto file calamity.
Aynia's seemingly straight laced design approach belies her secret ability to kick-ass! She's a Jujitsu fiend, and could probably give you colonic irrigation with a stick if you pissed her off.
Presently, she has headed back to her colonial roots, and is skylarking around London. She's been working in various designerly positions and is two-timing Jamie Oliver with Prince William.
Likes: Star Trek, palak paneer, chick flicks, speakerboxx and MacOSX icons
Dislikes: comic sans, rude boys, bacon, snippy secretaries and the sound the printer makes
Kitty.
Technical editor since Aynia left in May 05, Kitty was previously the Critic advertising designer - a lowly job if ever there was one, but one that let her be grasshopper to Mistress Aynia. Kitty has done everything so far to foil all the progress Aynia made with the job, but no matter: she slept her way into, up and around the job so she's pretty safe from being fired for designerly ineptness. So far. Responsible for ridiculous PhotoShop effects and the encouragement of crass design, she also introduced the late night speakerboxx boogey, and became a vital link in the chain of salicious office gossip.
In the two hours she's not in the Critic office, she is checking the critic blog online and sleeping with other staff members.
All of them. At the same time.
Likes: Fry's turkish delight, graphic's tablets, iTrips, berocca, babies, bacon and warm fuzzy socks
Dislikes: comic sans, baby-haters, spinning wheel of death, green peppers and menacing spiders
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