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10 March 2013 @ 10:04 am
So I haven't been using this journal much at all, despite the best of intentions to get back to it. I've been using it mostly for private list-making and note-keeping, but even that has been pretty lackluster. But I've made some major changes to my diet that I feel I oughtta share. Not really sure why. Just in case someone else happens to find it interesting or helpful.

It's behind a cut since I know these things can be triggering (or just plain boring) for many people.

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23 February 2012 @ 12:15 am
At long last, I'm out of Dad's house.  I can't begin to express what a fucking relief that is. 
13 February 2012 @ 11:42 pm
Another state does the right thing regarding civil rights.

Naturally, the homobigots are already up in arms and planning to challenge it, but I didn't expect otherwise.  Anyway, congrats Washington!
Even though I'm not sure I would call myself a fan of Whitney Houston, I did enjoy her 80s hits and I'm about as familiar with her overall career as anyone else is who watches t.v. at all.  So yes, I was pretty shocked and disappointed to hear of her sudden death.

And I'm sure there's a certain crowd who will think this is inappropriate, but whatever.  Mom and I were watching, of all things, a Charlie Brown Valentine's special when suddenly there was this Breaking News alert.  We braced ourselves, thinking that there was some disaster somewhere.  The lead-in was so abrupt and serious that we both were expecting to hear about a devastating earthquake, or a major political assassination, or perhaps not something catastrophic but sufficiently important to grab viewers' attention.

The death of Whitney Houston was none of those things.  It certainly didn't warrant the we-have-something-horrific-to-report-sit-up-and-pay-attention!!!!!!!!!!!! alert that had the two of us on the edge of our seat expecting some kind of environmental or political disaster.
27 January 2012 @ 12:07 pm

Ten a.m. tomorrow morning (approximately) will mark a full week since Dad's death.

Aunt Cheryl and her family--including her ex, which may sound stranger to the rest of the world than it does to us--all drove out on Thursday and Friday, and Aunt Lynn's husband and boy went out on Thursday as well.  Lynn will be flying back out on Sunday.  But I changed my ticket so that I'll be staying until the 19th of next month.  Hopefully that will be enough time to get my mother into a routine. 

On the one hand it seems too long, but on the other too short.  I've a feeling that would be the case whether I flew out in three days or waited three months.  I do know that if it were just me, and Mom wasn't in the picture, I'd have been on the first plane back to Montana within five minutes of Dad's burial.  Mom told me that it hurts being here, but she still seems to be deriving some comfort from being in the house.  Good for her, and I'm doing my level best not to project my emotional issues onto her, but I just don't feel the same.  The sheer presence of Dad's absence is too overwhelming. 

Lynn, Grandmama, Mom, and I are going to see Dad's attorney in a couple hours, and then we'll be meeting with Dad's oncologist to see if we could possibly get some questions answered as to what, exactly, went so badly wrong when Dad first seemed to be doing so well. 

26 January 2012 @ 04:32 pm
A friend of my aunt's who was helping us to put together a memorial collage used these CraftBond Glue Spots, thinking they were removeable.  Unfortunately, as I have since learned, the fuckers are meant to be permanent. 

A lot of the photos are recent creations of which we have two or more digital copies, on my computer, my aunt's, and that of my cousin who took them in the first place.  Obviously it doesn't matter so much if these pictures get damaged.  But the rest of the photos are anywhere from five to fifty years old, and are absolutely irreplaceable. 

Please, please, please tell me there is a way to get these goddamn glue spots off our photos without damaging the photos themselves. 
21 January 2012 @ 11:42 am
Dad's gone.  I don't know how to do this.
18 January 2012 @ 12:48 pm
Dad goes in for surgery tomorrow morning.  My aunt is as nervous about it as I am, so she's coming up tomorrow to spend the day together while we worry ourselves sick.

Lots has been going on, especially at work.  Most of it nervewracking, and for than a few LULZ I really ought to share.  Unfortunately, I don't have much time right now, and oh, look! we're about to get more snow!  Because eight inches clearly wasn't enough! 

Gonna go pump some more caffeine into my bloodstream, then get busy with housework and some errands I gotta run before the weather gets even worse.  Yay.
04 January 2012 @ 12:34 pm
My poor Dad has appointments every day this week, to get his heart, brain, and lungs checked out, monitor his diabetes, and what-have-you. He seems to be under the impression that if everything checks out, they'll be scheduling him for surgery within a week or two. That strikes me as a bit optimistic, but I honestly don't have a clue how these things work, so...

I do know that the PET scan results showed that the cancer was limited to the spot on his lung and showed no sign of being spread anywhere else. The spot is, if I remember right, three centimeters in diameter. I guess that's considered pretty small?

Dad's pretty cynical about the test to make sure he'll have adequate lung capacity after they cut off a piece, saying "they have to cut it off anyway, so what's the point?" This is the part that worries me. The man's about 150 pounds overweight and can't walk from one end of the house to the other without getting winded. He's got several other significant health problems, of course, most of them stemming from diabetes complications, though, so I'm more worried overall about just the prospect of him having to undergo surgery at all.

He had to be taken off Plavix a few weeks ago because of the sinus infection that wouldn't die. He's been on Plavix for five or six years, I guess, for his heart. Several months ago he started taking another medication that has blood thinning properties, so the decision was made that he could go off the Plavix for awhile, until he got the throat infection healed up. Of course, now he has to stay off the Plavix until further notice because of the impending surgery. That's great, and I understand the point, here, but meanwhile, what the fuck about his heart???

For himself, Dad seems to be doing okay, mentally. He's frustrated over being several weeks off work and feels that pressure building up, and he's getting impatient to go ahead and get the surgery over with and radiation therapy begun, if needed, but as far as having cancer itself, he's taking that in stride as a fact of life. I wish I could share his acceptance.
21 May 2011 @ 11:23 am
My (new) favorite radio station won't stop playing this.

20 May 2011 @ 05:50 pm
Don't forget everyone!  Tomorrow is the Rapture.  It's not confirmed, but supposedly it's happening at 8 p.m.  No idea whether that's central or mountain or whatever.  Then again, since the official date is May 21st, I'm unclear as to whether there's going to be two Raptures, since really it's already May 21st in part of the world...

It's been the talk of the town today since it was featured this morning on "Wacky Side of the News" on one of the radio stations.  Not that I haven't been cheerily mocking the idea for weeks to anyone who is bored enough to entertain the notion.

One thing was brought to my attention: this will bring about the Zombie Apocalypse, because about an hour after the Rapture, the dead will rise.  Don't ask me who decided they'd wait till an hour after two hundred million people* vanish.  Trufax, I swear.

*Some people apparently estimate that as the number of Genuine Believers scheduled to be caught up in the clouds with Jeezuss.  I figure most of them are probably going to be from the States.  Hope so, since that'll clear up a shitload of real estate...and, well, Americans are the mass consumers of the world.  Losing two-thirds of our population in one fell swoop can't be anything but a good thing...

05 October 2010 @ 12:47 pm
Still playing Dragon Age quite a bit in my spare time, and spending some time on the wiki. So this morning, I'm reading some updates, and I across this:

"You cannot be as much of a bitch as Anora is if you are at all attracted to men. Only a true lesbian can be so scornful and unpleasant. Any women that are still attracted to men needs to make herself vulnerable sometimes."

The guy what wrote that has a habit of showing his ass with every other post he makes.  First few things I read from him, I honestly thought he was an illiterate teabagger, what with the comments about hating immigrants, etc.  Later on I may post some of his other gems.  Right now, I've got to get to an appointment, so I'll just leave you guys the link.  His quote's currently at the bottom.  If it gets edited, well, I took a screenshot.  

Copied from naamah_darling :

An Indiana hospital ridicules Erin Vaught and refuses her treatment after she came to the emergency room coughing up blood. Why? Because she is a transgendered woman.

She was kept waiting for treatment for two hours, ridiculed by staff, called "he-she" and "it," ignored, and eventually refused treatment altogether because of "the transvestite thing." All in front of her wife and son, both of whom must have been horribly worried about her.

No, I did not make a typo. These are medical professionals so ill-educated they do not know the difference between "transgendered" and "transvestite," and are such fucking assholes they do not care.

I want to point out that this was not a failure of one person. It was multiple people. In essence, yes, the hospital as a whole.

Ms Vaught is receiving treatment at another hospital thanks to an advocacy group. Thankfully, there was time to arrange that. What would have happened if she had been in critical condition? Would these people have turned her out to die? Yes, I actually think they would have.

For fuck's sake. These people should not be allowed to change birdcage liners, much less provide care to human beings. They should all be fired and hopefully never hired for a position requiring contact with the public ever again.

Send Ball Memorial Hospital a message demanding accountability via petition.

Ball Memorial's Facebook page. Click "like" and leave them a comment telling them how disgusting they are.

Spread this around.  Personally, I think these assholes all belong in jail, because their bigotry could have killed her. 
29 July 2010 @ 04:20 pm
I know how I'm going to handle people who trot out the meme "there's no opinion that is wrong," when their precious little opinion gets criticized!  I'mma just bitchslap every moron who tries to fall back on that or any other variation of "everyone is entitled to their opinion OMG."

This is bound to do wonders for my blood pressure.

This has been a fail!tastic day.  More later.  Right now I'm going to apply ice cubes to my brain.
18 July 2010 @ 07:07 pm
For those late to the party, here's a rundown here and a follow-up here.

The gist is that no, it isn't okay to post a list of forty authors, of whom all are white, and thirty-seven identify as male, and claim that it's "just" a silly internet meme, because the reality is that this one little drop in the bucket feeds into the ocean of cultural assumptions and the ongoing invisible-making of people who are neither white nor male.

As has been pointed out over and over and over again, the little, meaningless, trivial things matter, because they make up the larger picture and in ignoring them, we make it easy to ignore the big things. 

Courtesy of the follow-up post by teaberryblue , the guy responsible for the meme had this to say:


Thanks for your reply. I’ve added more writers into the database
recently. But I *absolutely* will not add people into the database due
to their race or gender. I will not search for lists of white, black,
Asian, Hispanic, or any other types of people that you _took care to
differentiate_. All people are equal to me, and equality means not
looking at skin color or different types of chromosomes.

I think the question is closed.

See that, there?  Sounds really good at face value, doesn't it?  Notice how he makes it all teaberryblue 's fault, implying that she's the one who doesn't see people as equal because she went out of her way to differentiate them.  

Only one problem with that.  If you truly see people as equals, you will recognize your bias in selecting a list of all whites and nearly all men, and make a conscious effort to be much more inclusive.  It certainly can NOT be suggested that there are none, or so few, PoC authors who are inadequately distinguished enough to be on that list.  And suggesting that equality means not looking at skin color or gender falls very, very short of its intended interpretation when you have utterly failed to look past your aforementioned inherent bias and compiled a list of exclusively white, and nearly all male, persons.

Unlocked.  And I'm in no mood to for concern trolling or mansplaining attempts to defend this shit.  So don't.  This is your only warning.

18 July 2010 @ 06:34 pm
via ms_daisy_cutter : http://myfaultimfemale.wordpress.com/

And as usual, the menz arrive to tell us girls how it is.
18 July 2010 @ 03:31 pm
I'm sure that Rule 34 could be involved somehow, but these are just too damned sweet:


16 July 2010 @ 10:43 pm
It's amazing how well my brown cable needle blends in with my brown carpet.  *grumbles*

Yeah, so I have nothing of substance to write about.  Unless you guys want to hear all about how rabid day treatment clients* can be when it comes to their precious Friday bingo game.

*I mean absolutely no disrespect to the mentally ill or disabled whatsoever.  But my God, I was threatened today by a mentally retarded blind guy who requires assistance in getting around.  It was like being hissed, growled, and spit at by an angry kitten!
14 July 2010 @ 08:35 am


Know what woke me up this morning?  The sharp, tonal cries of a fuckin' sea gull on my fire escape.  A sea gull!  I'll never get used to the little buggers being so prolific inland.

Current Mood: annoyedannoyed
Okay, I'll be fair:  Despite the slightly misleading title, nowhere in this article is it claimed that anyone from the Vatican has actually suggested that ordaining women to be priests is actually comparable to sexually abusing kids.  It did, however, group the two together under it's heading of most serious crimes according to church law.
12 July 2010 @ 01:18 pm
From ms_daisy_cutter:

READ THIS POST. It's about a user who goes by aerodrome1 . He's a creep who targets teenage girls and young women sexually, encourages them to embrace disordered eating and substance abuse, and stalks them relentlessly. You really need to read [info]emigree's entire post (trigger warnings) to understand what a foul creature this guy is.

Pass it along, folks. 
11 July 2010 @ 12:28 am
Here's the deal:  I love sock knitting because it makes for a project that is both fast and relaxing.  I also have a buttload of sock yarn.  So I'm unofficially taking part in the Ravelry challenge to knit 52 socks (26 pairs, IOW) in a year.  I'm a little behind, since the challenged started in June, but that's no biggie because I can knit up a pair of socks faster than one pair per week.

I don't see myself needing 26 pairs of socks, however.  So...who wants hand-knit socks?  If you want a pair or three, wouldja mind saying so in comments, along possibly with color preferences...and it might be good to know whether you have issues with wool.
10 July 2010 @ 04:40 pm
Still sick.  Ugh.

Got into it last night with Dad over his latest problem tenant.  Yet more racism.  =/  Will probably gripe about it later.  Right now, crashing.  *whump*
10 July 2010 @ 12:18 pm
Jezebel article about woman who attempted infanticide in the lavatory of an airplane.

Going to put it right out there: yes, attempting to get rid of a baby in this fashion is pretty fuckin' horrible.  It is also not the action of a rational, completely-together person.  Like a woman who systematically drowns her five children in a bathtub, this was not cold-blooded murder so much as pure desperation.  It is also the sort of thing that would not happen in a world where women had full access to reproductive freedom at every level.
08 July 2010 @ 11:06 pm

We all have those moments of gutbusting, uncontrollable laughter.  Watching this, I think about the times I ended up laughing so hard for so long that it left me good and sore, and I think, "Dude, don't make the kid laugh so hard it can't breathe!" but it's just so damned cute!
08 July 2010 @ 10:06 am
I've just been evicted from my apartment by a fuckin' wasp AND a bee!

How did those little bastards get IN here?! 

ETA:  Make it two wasps and a bee.  God.
07 July 2010 @ 10:43 pm

"obama hadn't changed anything bush did in office.  That's proof bush was right.  Other wise Obama would change it all wouldn't he? Obv bush was spot on" (sic)

06 July 2010 @ 11:06 pm
So, the previous episode wherein I said something bitchy about one of the knitters being a Catholic who doesn't want to hold the RCC accountable...it did not affect my standing within the group all that much, apparently.

Then there was tonight.  My friend Beth is a newcomer to the group.  Not too long ago, she had an abortion when she was about three months pregnant.  Now, *gasp,* she actually wants to have children, and she would not have minded raising that one.  She just ultimately decided that she and her boyfriend aren't presently stable enough, either financially, whether together or separate, and not really within their relationship.  It didn't take her long to arrive at the decision, and she's not ashamed of it in the slightest, because she just doesn't feel that she's ready to be the Mom she wants to be.  From what I've seen, she's relatively open about it.  She tends to keep quiet, but if the subject comes up and she's faced with a direct inquiry, she'll readily tell--I started to write "admit," here, and stopped myself, because I don't like the connotation it implies--you that she aborted.

We were chatting, and somehow, the subject came up.  I really have no idea where it came from, because at that particular moment I was dealing with a hard project and sort of tuned everyone out.  Then Beth herself referenced abortion, at which point my ears perked up, because hello controversial!subject!  Marilyn, the oldest lady in the group, said darkly that, "people shouldn't have abortions."

I could see from the look in Beth's eyes that she was dismayed by Marilyn's response and didn't want to veer into the territory of *her* abortion, which is understandable despite her usual openness, 'cuz it doesn't matter how unashamed you are of having one, most people generally don't want it to interfere with their social outings.

Nim, on the other hand, was born under the sign of Aries.

Being the psychotic bull that I am, while not being the most articulate person in the world and sucking greatly at impassioned public debate, I nevertheless tend to lunge full speed ahead when it comes to jumping self-righteous people's shit.  Plus, well, any don't-rock-the-boat mental filters I have tend to shut right down when one of my friends is being disparaged for a choice she made, even if the assholes doing the disparaging aren't aware of it.  So I launched into a tangent about how it's the kind of choice that no one has the right to pass judgment on, you're perfectly free not to have one if you don't like abortions, it doesn't matter what you think about the question of when life begins or what you're religious views are, because it's not your body and you don't have the right to force your morals onto someone else, etc.  I didn't give any of the other women the opportunity to cut in with any rejoinders such as a variation on the "people have a right to their opinions" nonsense, or to suggest that we keep such controversial subjects out of the knitting group for peace's sake. 

Marilyn and the two other women there besides Beth, they all went home early for some reason.
06 July 2010 @ 04:10 pm
I just got home from the supermarket with a full two pounds of fresh, and boy do I ever mean fresh, raspberries.  I was poring over the boxes, when lo! a stocker came by with new!raspberries!  I all but barreled him over in my rush to grab a package off the cart.

'Scuse me, I have to go nosh my way into a raspberry coma.
06 July 2010 @ 12:51 am
I'm reading up on the Primal Blueprint diet, and this website, which takes PB far beyond just eating a diet similar to what humans were eating at the time of our last major evolutionary shift, and found this article on cold therapy very interesting.