Nightscrawlers

Posted: **Sat Oct 27, 2012 4:04 pm**

Slipped down the stairs, sprained both my ankles.

Posted: **Sat Oct 27, 2012 4:09 pm**

My dad would've called that a two-for-one special.

I would call it shitty. :/

Now you have an excuse to avoid doing stuff for people though!

Posted: **Sun Oct 28, 2012 9:52 pm**

Good news that should go in the astounding thread is that we got a new car yesterday for a great deal... and then this morning our refrigerator died! Sooo, since it was ancient, we went and got another one. Yay, more debt! Two new debts in one weekend! Plus, of course, we've already had to throw away some of the stuff in the freezer that thawed and we're leery of, and had to transport the rest to my mom's ...and tonight I'm having a cooking party!

We're eating out of a cooler until Wednesday! It's like camping... in your house...

Posted: **Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:18 pm**

I need to get into next semester courses ASAP.

I can't take this crap much longer. This is supposed to be college. Am I really paying for wikipedia information?

Posted: **Sat Nov 03, 2012 5:14 am**

Little kid got hit by a truck right in front of my house. About a half hour after that, my neighbor's baby stopped breathing and passed out. It's not such a beautiful day in this neighborhood. Thankfully, both kids in these cases look like they'll survive.

Posted: **Sat Nov 03, 2012 8:08 pm**

My beloved pad appears to be dead.

Never mind it's an Intuos4 and therefore buttfuck expensive - it was top of the range when it was bought for me - it's a present from my mom. It's also my baby, what I use to draw with and one of my actual true proper outlets.

I'm actually trying not to cry.

Posted: **Wed Nov 07, 2012 10:50 pm**

Pup's computer's died.

Posted: **Fri Nov 09, 2012 2:27 pm**

I hate being sick but being financially forced to go to work. It blows.

Also, I need more Cetaphil. This shit's expensive.

Posted: **Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:27 pm**

Flight plans got so badly screwed up, I'm once again stuck doing disaster relief work from home.

Posted: **Tue Nov 13, 2012 3:24 am**

I want to go hoooooome!!

Escape! Escape from crazytown!!

Posted: **Tue Nov 13, 2012 7:01 am**

My laptop is on its way out. Deep joy. It must be this flat I swear ... or proximity to Christian.

Posted: **Fri Nov 16, 2012 2:07 am**

So my daughter had Civil Air Patrol and too much homework, and she wanted (but did not have to) help pick someone up at the hospital who would not have wanted her to miss Civil Air Patrol or homework- me. I'm passing kidney stones, and she thinks she's stressed out and that I just can't understand.

Posted: **Tue Nov 20, 2012 9:43 am**

Second night in a row I've passed out writing here and poking projects only to wake up ridiculously early and not able to sleep.

Posted: **Tue Nov 20, 2012 3:24 pm**

So, we get to the store this morning to finish laying down the floor, and we find this:

Guess we won't be opening on Friday, despite the fact none of the work that was done was structural.

Posted: **Thu Nov 22, 2012 9:55 pm**

Thank you, oh glorious government, for cutting our benefits right before Christmas.

Posted: **Thu Nov 22, 2012 11:45 pm**

Double post, because apparently today just sucks that much...

Pup's netbook just died. As in the hard drive just blew. Fan-bloody-tastic.

Posted: **Sat Dec 15, 2012 12:49 am**

I cried at work today when I got out, after reading through the Tweets of @DanSlott, @PauloCoelho, @JHickman, @GailSimone and so many more, trying to reason with angry people, people who I count as my peers and fellow geeks-- arguing that they should be entitled their semi-automatics and their pistols after an incident like t his? And even more enraging, listening to my managers say, the moment they hear the news, that this is why I'm getting my kids a gun for Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Jimmy, here's a hand gun. Now go shoot some deer. With a hand gun.
I can't do it. I can't handle this.

I cried driving to the grocery store down there road where I tend to pick up things that are cheaper than the one I work at. I cried in the car listening to NPR before I went in and got my ground chicken.
I cried in the Wal-Mart parking lot waiting for my prescription to be cleared so I could pick it up. I am probably going to cry tonight.
There is really no words here, I cannot emphasize enough how distraught this makes me. 20 children ripped from this earth. And CNN *interviews* one of the kids at the school?
And people INSTAGRAM pictures? And tweet live from the event? And argue that their conceal/carry weapons should be legal? It ... it's too much. It makes me sick. A part of me hopes the ludicrous theory of the world ending on 12/21 comes true.

There's no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were.
- President Dwight D. Eisenhower

Posted: **Sat Dec 15, 2012 6:10 pm**

And the next day, the political/web comics got that much more darker:

Posted: **Sun Dec 16, 2012 6:42 pm**

Phoenix De Mohun
Getting very sick of seeing photos from the Newtown shooting. Who the hell gets off on photographing other people's goddamned pain and then POSTING IT ALL OVER THE INTERNET?!

I don't want to see this any more.

Person A and Person B like this.

Aunty
Tough!!!

Phoenix De Mohun
Yeah, tough for the poor kids who get to see their parents crying outside the school. Tough for the poor girl who is now seen all across the world after getting the news that her sister had been shot dead. Some things are meant to be private, personal, and the pain of losing loved ones is one of them and *not* something that should be used to shock, sell or anything.

Why can't we just leave them alone to grieve and pick up their lives? Why the hell must we stare and goggle and treat this like something worth rubbernecking over? It's something horrible and it's cheapening people by holding them up and going LOOK AT THIS MISERY, LOOK AT IT, LOOK HOW MISERABLE IT IS. Do we do that to people who have lost loved ones to car crashes? Do we do that to anyone who has lost someone? Then why the *hell* are we doing it to a group of people *now*?! How is this making anything better?

Maybe I should have taken a picture of Pup's face after hearing her cousin had died and posted it across the goddamned internet. It's exactly the same damned thing.

I hate certain members of my adoptive family.

Well no. I just get made physically sick by certain members of my adoptive family.

And this a week before I travel to spend two weeks with them.

Ugh...

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 3:04 am**

Scum, I completely, unabashedly, 100%, agree.

Also;
A traumatizing event helps a single-mother/author come out about the truth behind her own son's mental illness.

When I asked my son's social worker about my options, he said that the only thing I could do was to get Michael charged with a crime. "If he's back in the system, they'll create a paper trail," he said. "That's the only way you're ever going to get anything done. No one will pay attention to you unless you've got charges."

I don't believe my son belongs in jail. The chaotic environment exacerbates Michael's sensitivity to sensory stimuli and doesn't deal with the underlying pathology. But it seems like the United States is using prison as the solution of choice for mentally ill people. According to Human Rights Watch, the number of mentally ill inmates in U.S. prisons quadrupled from 2000 to 2006, and it continues to rise—in fact, the rate of inmate mental illness is five times greater (56 percent) than in the non-incarcerated population.

With state-run treatment centers and hospitals shuttered, prison is now the last resort for the mentally ill—Rikers Island, the LA County Jail and Cook County Jail in Illinois housed the nation's largest treatment centers in 2011.

No one wants to send a 13-year-old genius who loves Harry Potter and his snuggle animal collection to jail. But our society, with its stigma on mental illness and its broken healthcare system, does not provide us with other options. Then another tortured soul shoots up a fast food restaurant. A mall. A kindergarten classroom. And we wring our hands and say, "Something must be done."

I agree that something must be done. It's time for a meaningful, nation-wide conversation about mental health. That's the only way our nation can ever truly heal.

- Liza Long

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 3:50 am**

We broke up.

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 3:52 pm**

:<

Esy, I'm so sorry. I know how hard that shit can be. If you want to talk, you got my cell number.

Posted: **Wed Dec 19, 2012 4:12 am**

I had just gotten off of an early shift at work when I a text message from my daughter- one of those cryptic messages that begins with, "I'm OK..."

It turns out there were a couple of "incidents" in our school district, including a bomb threat at my daughter's school.

Thankfully everyone is okay, except for maybe those responsible.

Posted: **Mon Dec 24, 2012 1:31 am**

So...

Five hour coach journey turns into a seven and a half hour journey because of an accident :/

With screaming kids.

Posted: **Mon Dec 24, 2012 5:21 am**

Scummy, I hope everyone's okay.

As for me, my left side is turning wonderful colors and it still hurts to put weight on my left leg. I'm going to have to try to line up a doctor's appointment on Christmas Eve.

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