Today at 3pm, I should be getting a call about my tox screen back.. and!!
FINALLY BE PUT ON SOMETHING for my ADHD.
PLEASE GODS.
Today at 3pm, I should be getting a call about my tox screen back.. and!!
FINALLY BE PUT ON SOMETHING for my ADHD.
PLEASE GODS.
Of course, this shortens the timeline I hoped to have. I need to replace my office chair /stat/. The one I have is 6 years old, and been through 4 moves, and it's just.. beat.
Damnit. But hey. New job! (I refuse to let go of that)
Object impermanence is so real - I had NO IDEA how much stuff I had in the old freezer.
A new chair has been ordered. I am stupidly excited. It is not any that have been linked, because I am a nerrrrrrrd
I am taking Logan to the urgent care vet. I feel like I might be sick. Whatever you believe in.. if you could toss him some good energy? he's a good boy, no matter who his momma is.
ETA: He will now be sedated and x-rayed, and getting some urine analysis.
...and he's slutting it up for all the techs. Logan loves the ladies. (And they all think he's so handsome and a good boy.)
Apparently during the exam, he was not okay with some touching around his bladder area, but other than that, they say he's been bestest boy.
So, I was a bad mom today. I got him chicken nuggets, and then shared my fries.
He is still not quite himself, but he's a little more my boy, today. If still a bit.. logey? It could be the meds.
@tooters I know these feelings. I honestly think if I had been diagnosed before I was well into adulthood, EVERYTHING would be different now.
Tomorrow I have an appointment (application approved) to go meet this dog that I have inexplicably fallen for. Sadly, the rescue 'forgot' to tell me I was approved, and I called to follow up today, so I am not his only meet and greet tomorrow.
Wish me luck that he's as chill as 'advertised' and he likes me?
Could it just have been that Martin grew up on fantasy settings, etc, that were portrayed by...well, white people? A huge amount of fantasy stories I recall, have a huge amount of white people.
Because the writers were usually white, so a lot of what was written back in the day in fantasy seems white. (I am not saying I am a huge expert. I am not. I read a ton of fantasy in my younger days, older stuff from my much older cousins/etc that got left around my gran's/aunt's house. But I don't remember a lot of people being not described as white)
(Interestingly enough, one of my favorite fantasy series involves travel, discussing the 'otherness' of cultures and looks of people the main character is not used to, I just realized. The man character says he's dark skinned, and brown haired, but is a little bit 'other' because of the color of his eyes. But a woman from the nearest region (they said North and South, not explicitly different countries) comes into his life, she's fair and blonde, etc etc. But then /she/ as the white, blond, blue eyes woman, is the 'other'. And I'm pretty certain that was written by a white woman. And that series came out.. a long time ago. 1986. I checked. )
If Martin can admit that having a less than lily white cast on House of Dragon is a good and welcome thing, and HoD is based on the prequel history.. Why can't you, Nymeria ?
Necro for a big RL happy making thing. TODAY is Bucky's gotcha day. Bucky the wonder derp has been making me laugh and giving me a reason to get out of bed for a year now.
While typing this in on the phone, Wonder derp decided to butt in and give me all the kisses. I am a lucky momma.
I was apping in a character, because there's some history with the particular bit I find somewhat.. problematic. But it's that history everyone seems to cling to.
Then I got Covid, and creativity diiiiiiiiied. So now I'm putting it together piece by tiny piece.
I was not born into a nerd family, at all. Dad was very much the 'manly' sort, cars, planes, sports. My birth mother - I have no idea her interests, since she passed before I could really know anything. Stepmom is super conservative in her hobbies - she has to be ladylike, so it's like scrapbooking, and making wreaths and things.
Brother and I had an Atari when I was still pretty young, because we lived in the middle of nowhere with not much to do, and pretty close to a highway. He always whipped my butt though, so I didn't play it much.
I learned to read pretty young, and would read as much as I was allowed. I was reading stuff inappropriate for my age pretty early, loved reading. When I was about 8 or 9, my brother picked up some comic books, and I read them when he was done, and that, as they say, was that. Played video games as often as I could (my folks would not get me a NES), did D&D, got into the horror movies... and never stopped.
My parents thought there was something wrong with me as a kid. They sent me to the psych office of my elementary school, and they told them that I was just bored, and that I needed to be in GaT. But they put me in that in the middle of the year, so I was completely at sea. My problem was hyper focus on the things that interested me, and not doing shit with things that didn't, which doesn't work with school, unfortunately. But they never diagnosed me as ADD or ADHD, and that behavior just kept on going all the way through school. They sent me to the psych in high school again, because I was 'too rebellious and defiant" and other basic shit. Hours of telling this guy my life story later, He told them that considering everything that had happened (mom dying in front of me as a kid, abusive stepmother/stepgrandmother, etc), they should be thankful I was so 'close to normal as any teenager gets'. - Still no ADD diagnosis. That didn't even come up until my senior year, taking classes in psychology, the professor suggested I might be. One headphone on and music later, everything came so much easier. The school wouldn't allow it, though, so I kept getting in trouble. But I used one earphone in college, and the music gave me enough mild distraction without too much, that I could focus on my notes and learn, even if the subject bored me.
When I told my father (who also thought I was a slacker and a fuck up) that I was diagnosed finally, he told me I was full of shit (he was an abusive drunk fuck who should join those other dads in the well, until he had a heart attack and stopped drinking. It's amazing how people change when they get sober.).
My current job, when it gets slow and I get distracted by reading or my phone, the beep in my headset scares the shit out of me because I get so focused on what I WANT to be doing. But when I'm on the call, I can talk to the provider, and pull up all the stuff, and I'm in enough windows and programs that I can stay focused.
@TNP Accusations seem to be enough these days. Even with proof otherwise.
When someone you super enjoy playing with, gives you the best compliment ever.
So I keep breaking it when I try to add a picture. if you want to see cute dog pics. https://imgur.com/a/qumZ6kb
@Cobalt So, out of curiosity, since you've apparently stated you went back into pages and verified what I was saying, and that he came to you /after/ he and I fought about the thing you were warned about the player for, and so on.
I've shown the logs, more than just the one. I've shown my commentary from the discord.
You knew he was a possible creeper, he had already done something shady, but when he came to you with that log - you just rolled with it. You didn't even offer me the benefit of the doubt as I have you, in this situation.
I would like you to acknowledge that maybe you reacted from the gut, and not from clear thought. Maybe he exaggerated things, etc. We all do such things, at times.
I'd like to think if you do that, we can leave all of this behind us, where it belongs.
Chiming in as another child of a Vietnam Vet. My father never recovered from his time there. He fell in love with the food, the languages, and admittedly the women (He thought Vietnamese and Thai women are the most beautiful in the world). As a history major, I was always fascinated by the time, and he would never talk to me about it.
He developed a medical condition while over there, that never went away. He had nightmares. He lost friends.
So while it is a fascinating time, it's not really a 'game' friendly theme, I don't think.
So... where do we put RL guilt/shame posts. I mean, I'm annoyed with myself. I spoke to my stepmother last night (today is her birthday, and then there's mother's day. Since I live an hour away, I can't go see her today), and of course my father came up in the conversation. He passed away several months ago, and of course we're all still grieving. But she started crying, saying how she felt guilty because she went to bed and didn't sleep on the couch the night he died (he was sleeping in his recliner, so he could control how much he was laying down/sitting up and that his oxygen was right there). He told her to go to bed. He told her good night, sleep tight. And I told her she can't do this to herself. I said "Woulda, coulda, shoulda, Mom. He knew what he was doing. He took off his oxygen, he didn't call for help." (I firmly believe he was tired of hospitals and struggling to 'get back to normal'. He hated feeling weak. I also believe he chose to send her to bed, told her he loved her, and waited until she'd be asleep before he took his oxygen off and ...let go, to be poetic). I know I told her the logical thing. And I can't hug her and let her cry over the phone. But now I feel like a massive jerk, and I have no idea why I wrote this out here, but I did, so fuck it.
I would like an urban supernatural that's not WOD necessarily. Toss Supernatural, some of the vampire/werewolf shows, some of the magic shows.. and blend.