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I have lost a great deal of dear LJ friends over the years. Luckily not due to anything tragic other than they just decided to leave LJ.
So I have to find more awesome people to call friends. What can I say about myself? I really don't know. I have a few things up in my profile that will give a summary. I would just like to find people that I can click with. I do NOT demand comments galore, but I do have a big appreciation for comments. I like using LJ as a social thing. I do not mind if you want to talk about yourself in a comment, I love dialog. Conversations. Good stuff.
I love animals (understatement), I'm starting my last year of college (only for a bachelor's but hey), I have a husband who I love (most times) but I have in-laws from hell, I'm geeky and silly at times... what else? Oh... I love ellipses just because it's the way I like to write in my journal. I've been tortured with enough term papers so the hell with being all writer-perfect in my own personal journal.
What else... what else... I don't know. That's all I can think of for the moment. (LOL, that's how a lot of my entries end.) I'd like to meet you and see if we connect. No big deal if we don't, it certainly happens. It's worth a try.
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Hi. I've had my LJ for about a month. I post on a regular basis. Sometimes, on a daily basis. I like to ramble a lot. I type LJ posts about my university life, real life and anything else that's on my mind. Feel free to add me to your friends list.
In order to bridge the gap I made in "Smashing" by ripping out the middle, I need to come up with some new material. I gave myself a wicked headache trying to do so, and had to remedy that with a very large Ibprophen left over from Mixer-gate 2009.
Don't let anyone tell you differently, genius is painful.
Anyway, as I've been saying far too much lately: I think I got it. It's close, anyway. I'm starting to wonder how long this draft will be when all is said and done. I've already bypassed about 40 pages that I'm not sure I'll be able to recycle in anyway for this new draft, and I'm only on Chapter Six.
I'm going to have to keep working on it. After all, if this writing-thing doesn't work out, I'm not sure what I'll do. People can't actually run away with the circus anymore, can they? Hmm. That might be for the best, I don't really have any disernable talents. And circus-folk sort of freak me out.
Just wanted to let everyone know, that a new version of MemcacheD has been released. We will be rolling this out to the memcache nodes during the week of July 20th to 24th. This should have very little impact on the stability of the website; however users may see a slight increase in load times as the cache is re-populated with entries.
The software has been tested and verified to be working just fine with the application; so we perceive this to be a very minimal risk in regards to updating, and the stability of the website.
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Apparently, to be a published author these days, you need something called a "platform," meaning, something of a cult following based on who you already are, and apparently despite writing my little finger off on LiveJournal since sometime in 2004, my blog hasn't quiet got there. So here I am, asking that you all add me as a "friend" and start reading my fantastic nerdy adventures.
What will you get for adding me?
Well, one might assume that when I actually get my book published and sky-rocket to the heights of pop culture fame, you'd be able to say, "Oh, Melissa? I've been reading her blog since 2009, BEFORE the hype." You could be droll and add, "But I suppose her stuff is mildly entertaining, if you like that sort of thing."
And in the meantime? Well, I'll go out on a limb and say when I'm not writing about writing, I can be kind of funny. In the early days of this blog I definitely tried just a tad too hard (and believe me it shows. No really, feel free to look, most of those entries are public), but having reached old age (30), I've mellowed out a little.
This is the boring and the key (albeit informal) version of my last post. This post is inspired in part by one of the events mentioned (i.e. the anti-human-animal hybrid bill and, to a lesser degree, Kilmeade's unusually blatant racism last week), but it is more concerned with why American fundamentalists' fears found such a bizarre expression, and kind of an examination of what is behind the so-called "culture wars." The anxieties demonstrated by the bill are not just about animal-human hybrids, they are about the culturally constructed boundaries that structure our subjective world.One can see them also in the antiabortion movement, which draws a very rigid line between living human beings and everything else, in creationism, which I will go into in more detail later, in homophobia, which challenges construction of gender (gender is a cultural construct that is superimposed on sex-- it is not constructed the same way in every culture, which means that our ideas of gender are not "human nature." For more, google "third gender")
It is also inspired by a very interesting discussion in Anthropology News called Debating Intelligent Design. I highly recommend it to anyone who is interested in understanding the appeal of creationism. It can be found in the November 2005, December 2005, and January 2006 issues.
This one is not so much funny as dry, nerdy, and abstruse, so the rest is...( ,,,behind the cut. )
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Sweet Pea has been doing well with his new caregiver, the ever patient and sweet lady known as Carlie's Mom. Carlie herself is a handy build-in playmate and object of affection and frustration in this new environment. Sometimes she takes the toys I brought over there so he would have boy-toys in an all girl house and refuses to share them. I never thought a little girl would be so enamored with a toy helicopter with a rotor that really spins, but her mother tells me they bicker over it constantly and she has to make them take turns over who gets to pretend to fly it around.
He has not bitten another child since the day he left his old daycare, but that does not mean he has kept his mouth to himself. I found this out last night when he announced, "Carlie doesn't like kisses. She say's they're yucky."
( Step 1 to Kissing Girls: Catching Them )
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I'm sure that this issue is probably addressed on this board, but I am posting from my home computer tonight and it is very slow. I am having huge problems doing much of anything on this computer. So .. please bear with me, if I am rehashing what may be thought to be an exhausted topic.
If you read above posts, you will note that our 29 year old son is receiving disability payments. He was "warned" by his ssi rep and his lawyer not to work over the $980 (or last year $940) max, or he may be putting his disability payments at risk.
I am very scared and nervous right about now .. 'cause I am the one that is supposed to be "helping" my son through all of this and I think I really messed up.
First off I want to mention that I am employed as a payroll clerk in a company and am pretty familiar with payroll functions and how *we* pay. We pay biweekly and I know that I have two months out of the year that our company has "three payroll month". I guess, based on that .. is what I was (previously) basing my "assumptions" on how my son is paid at the grocery store, where he works as a bagger.
Well today .. somehow a lightbulb when off in my head. Unfortuately this is many months after son's disability went into effect. My son gets paid WEEKLY. So .. I discover that there are 4 or 5 months a year (it appears) that he will have a 5 paycheck month. :-( .. And in the back of my head I was always thinking that there would only be two months of the year that I would have to pay attention to .. so that son would not go over that max. It appears that he HAS gone over. Not sure how many months yet. I haven't been able to gather up all of his hours/wage info yet .. that may take some time .. but now I have questions.
I am reading conflicting on-line site's on how this is handled (or not). Is it true that there is a number of times that he can go over that max and not be penalized?
My son would not have any kind of issue, if he did not get paid on a "fifth" pay of any of those months .. but that "fifth" pay looks like it puts him anywhere from slightly to $75 over.
If anyone has any experience with this .. I'd sure appreciate any/all info you could supply me with. I am totally confused about this.
Thank you again .. you guys always pull through for me!
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My kid brother Ron has always been weird, from the time he was small. My mother worried it was her fault. She was almost 39 when he was born and had scheduled a tubal ligation immediately after his birth, so he was induced in order to accommodate the surgeon's schedule. In addition to this, my mom's policy was to stop nursing her babies as soon as they got teeth and started to bite. Ron's teeth came in early, at 5 months old. She thought that taking him out of the womb and away from the breast before he was ready may have adversely affected him.
As a child, I was too guilt ridden to tell her that I was pretty sure it was my fault that Ron was weird, because when he was 4 and I was 5 I stood by and let him take an ass beating that I had coming and he didn't. Until Ron was in college and was diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder, I thought that perhaps this whooping had warped him beyond repair.
My mother died before she got the chance to learn that her youngest child was simply organically and physiologically strange, through no fault of her own. I was glad to be off the hook. Twenty five years after the whooping, I even apologized to Ron about the whooping. I hoped he didn't even remember it, but he did. Decency prevents me from typing out what he said I ought to have done to me for putting him through that, but lets just say he did not graciously accept my apology the way I hoped he would.
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Every once in a while I feel like casting my line into this community for some new friends.
The Skinny:
I update a lot, pretty much about my own little corner of the universe. There's a lot about music, a song of the day (not daily), pop culture, my pets (reptiles), Chinese Halloween adventures, cosplay and costuming, pictures of stuff, a few rants about various things, and sometimes even the kitchen sink (so that's where I left it!). You will find zero twitters here, so if you love the tweets, you're out of luck. I do read everyone's entries, but I don't necessarily respond unless I have something witty to say, so it's okay if you don't respond to all of my entries. . .though it's always great when you do!
The Requirements:
If your journal is all twitters, then the likelihood of me reading your stuff is non-existent. If you want me to look at your twits, tell me your user name and I'll just go to the Twitter website. My SecondLife character has a twitter account that I update maybe once in a blue moon when the zebras are migrating to Timbuktu to escape the Wrath of Khan, or something. Otherwise, knock yourself out. I love a journal with a bit of substance. Write my ears off. This Wonka's into paragraphs and pictures, videos, and even song lyrics.
Oh, and if you want to play iTunes Roulette with me, I have a game going on my journal where you pick a number, and I play the coresponding song, plus tell you what I know about the song/artist. Find the entry and enter if you dare! There's over 17,000 left to share.
I'm going to start a Chapter Five Memorial Foundation: honoring all the Chapter Fives that came before, and which, over the course of the...three years (?) I've been working on this book, were slaughtered in the name of better young adult fiction.
Because the sad fact is, no Chapter Five is ever safe.
I had to kill the current incarnation yesterday afternoon when I realized: 1. It was only five pages long (how did that happen?). and 2. I could use almost none of the material for the revision.
I feel like I should apologize to any pages that end up in Chapter Five. Just say to the words on the page: Sorry, guys, war is hell.
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I filed a clam for SSDI a few months ago for MS. Today I got a letter in the mail from DES telling me that I am required to see a dr of their choice to help determine my eligibility for benefits.
can anyone tell me if this is a good thing for a bad thing for the case? maybe it doesn't mean anything?
Are these drs generally anti-benefits for people? like, should I expect the dr to try to under-diagnose me because they are working for DES?
does anyone have any advice for me?
geeze. this whole process is so stressful. thank you all for any help you can give.
I've been dying to figure this out!!
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