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Blinkies give me seizures.
No really. They cause this tic that makes me smack my head into the keyboard. Well, most of the time anyway.
Here's my blinkie:
(Thank you norwegian_wood)
I feel sarcastic. I feel like I care not for the hoarde of people who read me, and don't like me, and come around telling me so. I am sick of people coming by and telling me what to write in my diary. No, you know what I'm really sick of? Trying so hard not to offend people, that I actually let them control what I write in my diary.
I'm so mad at myself, I refuse to talk to me.
I don't remember what it was the last time that caused half a dozen of the same damn people to come along and tell me why I can't write about it and what I am actually saying (because they would know better then me, of course)... but I had this epiphany that really caused me not to give a flying fuck. It's about time, too.
Now, to actually put this into constant practice... It's not likely, but hey I can pretend I'm a better person.
I hope my chart is screwed up because I'm breastfeeding, or not getting enough sleep, or sick or something. Because if it's not, then I think I ovulated for the first time since giving birth.
And I had sex two days before I ovulated, not thinking I would actually ovulate.
And that would scare the ever-loving crap out of me. But that's not what happened, because my chart is just screwed up.
I admit it, I'm an anime freak. Well, not really anime in general. I just have one love. Curtis has his DBZ, I have my Smoon. Both of us have spent days downloading original Japanese with english subtitles. Both of us revere the original version because it is a completely different show then the english dub, which is a poor quality hack job that does not deserve to share the name (this applies to both).
Curtis has gotten into mine, but I have yet to really get into his. We watched episodes 44-46 two nights ago. An hour and a half of episode that got hacked into about 16 minutes on the english version.
I cried like a baby.
I love that show.
It took me two weeks to find a download site for the next series. I had to download mIRC and use it for the first time. I'm confused and disoriented. I think it sucks, but I'm not sure. I can't download batches like I can on BitTorrent and I have to wait two days to get one episode at a time. I went searching some more, and somehow found the guy that encoded the first season and got his listing for the second. But it goes excrutiatingly slow. The first eight episodes of the second season are taking FOREVER to download. I'm running two at once on Shareaza. One has episodes 1-8, another episodes 1-3, because I need to see it. The little one says it has three hours, the bigger one says it has two and a half days. Which is better then saying it has 1000 hours.
Tempest has her first cold. She's coughing, has a runny nose, but otherwise seems to be perfectly fine. She's not abnormally fussy, feverish, tired, sore, or anything else. At first I wondered if she was just allergic to something, but with the coughing and the hoarse voice paired with the fact that both Curtis and I are also sick, I changed my mind.
I left my digital camera in my mother's car under her seat. The battery needs to be charged. I have some photos on it I wanted to remove, and I can't sell any more diapers until I have it back. I keep forgetting to go over and get it and she hasn't come over for dinner the last two nights. I think she misunderstood something I said and feels unwelcome. She goes all Jewish Mom on me. I wish she wouldn't do that. Don't stand back and wait for me to realize something is wrong: USE YOUR WORDS.
It drives me absolutely crazy when someone pulls that. I want to cut off all contact and call their bluff - but I wouldn't.
Wow, this was a wild mood swing type of entry. I should go to sleep...
-- Babs
No really. They cause this tic that makes me smack my head into the keyboard. Well, most of the time anyway.
Here's my blinkie:
(Thank you norwegian_wood)
I feel sarcastic. I feel like I care not for the hoarde of people who read me, and don't like me, and come around telling me so. I am sick of people coming by and telling me what to write in my diary. No, you know what I'm really sick of? Trying so hard not to offend people, that I actually let them control what I write in my diary.
I'm so mad at myself, I refuse to talk to me.
I don't remember what it was the last time that caused half a dozen of the same damn people to come along and tell me why I can't write about it and what I am actually saying (because they would know better then me, of course)... but I had this epiphany that really caused me not to give a flying fuck. It's about time, too.
Now, to actually put this into constant practice... It's not likely, but hey I can pretend I'm a better person.
I hope my chart is screwed up because I'm breastfeeding, or not getting enough sleep, or sick or something. Because if it's not, then I think I ovulated for the first time since giving birth.
And I had sex two days before I ovulated, not thinking I would actually ovulate.
And that would scare the ever-loving crap out of me. But that's not what happened, because my chart is just screwed up.
I admit it, I'm an anime freak. Well, not really anime in general. I just have one love. Curtis has his DBZ, I have my Smoon. Both of us have spent days downloading original Japanese with english subtitles. Both of us revere the original version because it is a completely different show then the english dub, which is a poor quality hack job that does not deserve to share the name (this applies to both).
Curtis has gotten into mine, but I have yet to really get into his. We watched episodes 44-46 two nights ago. An hour and a half of episode that got hacked into about 16 minutes on the english version.
I cried like a baby.
I love that show.
It took me two weeks to find a download site for the next series. I had to download mIRC and use it for the first time. I'm confused and disoriented. I think it sucks, but I'm not sure. I can't download batches like I can on BitTorrent and I have to wait two days to get one episode at a time. I went searching some more, and somehow found the guy that encoded the first season and got his listing for the second. But it goes excrutiatingly slow. The first eight episodes of the second season are taking FOREVER to download. I'm running two at once on Shareaza. One has episodes 1-8, another episodes 1-3, because I need to see it. The little one says it has three hours, the bigger one says it has two and a half days. Which is better then saying it has 1000 hours.
Tempest has her first cold. She's coughing, has a runny nose, but otherwise seems to be perfectly fine. She's not abnormally fussy, feverish, tired, sore, or anything else. At first I wondered if she was just allergic to something, but with the coughing and the hoarse voice paired with the fact that both Curtis and I are also sick, I changed my mind.
I left my digital camera in my mother's car under her seat. The battery needs to be charged. I have some photos on it I wanted to remove, and I can't sell any more diapers until I have it back. I keep forgetting to go over and get it and she hasn't come over for dinner the last two nights. I think she misunderstood something I said and feels unwelcome. She goes all Jewish Mom on me. I wish she wouldn't do that. Don't stand back and wait for me to realize something is wrong: USE YOUR WORDS.
It drives me absolutely crazy when someone pulls that. I want to cut off all contact and call their bluff - but I wouldn't.
Wow, this was a wild mood swing type of entry. I should go to sleep...
-- Babs