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Rain Liqueur
14 March 2015 @ 11:42 pm
It's a special Pi Day. And at 9:26 it was even more special. 3/14/15, 9:26. See? So special. Much snowflake.

That's really all I wanted to say.

But I suppose I can do some personal updating, too.

There's something wrong with me and I should've called the doctor earlier this week. Even though I know I should go, I don't want to. I don't like doctors. I don't like my GP. I feel sick just thinking about seeing her. (Not because she's terrible, but because I don't like doctors.) But this pain isn't good and it's been around for about a week. My other pain has been around longer, but it doesn't incapacitate me as much as this newer development.

I literally can't get out of bed without feeling like I'm being stabbed on both sides of my abdomen. There is no comfortable position to lay down in. I'm seriously thinking about sleeping sitting up. I'm just so tired because I haven't been sleeping well. I can't even roll over in my sleep because it hurts so bad I wake up.

I'm hoping it's not too serious, but it probably is now because I've waited so long. I was hoping it would go away. I hate it. What did that fucking hospital give me?

Nothing is beautiful and everything hurts.
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: tiredtired
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Law & Order
Rain Liqueur
26 January 2015 @ 12:17 am
So, uh, hi. I never come here anymore because, well, most of the people I interacted with here are gone. And I've got a tumblr, now, of course. But sometimes I feel like I share too much there. (Plus, my tumblr doesn't get me quite like LJ does. Especially after I've been thought dumping here for more than a decade.)

I know I promised a real update the last time I updated, but hell, there's been so much time between then and now. I don't even know what I would've said.

A summary: Nicéphore died. I pretty much killed him. I was Abaddon for my birthday and Charlie for Halloween. Molly was there, but wasn't as fun as my last birthday. I have managed to stop counting how many funeral processions occur, but I do still look. My bc is working mostly, but not all the way. I went off it for a week after the doctor's office kept forgetting to renew it (even after I called) and I gained 5lbs. Can you believe that? I've picked these things to update since I read through my last few entries trying to figure out what to say.

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Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: melancholymelancholy
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: A Haunting
Rain Liqueur
27 July 2014 @ 01:07 am
I don't want to take the time now to do up a proper update, but I guess I just wanted to say I'm alive. Or as close to alive as someone like me can be.

I'll come back later, I will.

Sidenote: It's Satan's Damned Sauna in here. Like dang, I'm sweating my balls off over here.
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: hothot
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Shutter Island
Rain Liqueur
22 February 2014 @ 09:57 pm
Also, hey, it's Ragnarok!

Happy Ragnarok! Enjoy your Norse apocalypse!
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: apatheticapathetic
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Jarhead
Rain Liqueur
22 February 2014 @ 08:00 pm
So, hey. It's been a while. Not much has changed.

I watched a house burn down on Monday. It was in the paper if you get the Democrat. Oh right, they changed it to just the Times, now. Two people were injured, I'm guessing two of the three that live in the house. It was right there at the end of Green St. I think the paper said 4th St? They as of yet haven't said if it was arson. I'm hoping the paper does a follow up.

I told myself not to keep track anymore, but I think I saw three or so funeral processions at the funeral home in December. There have been several in January and this month, but like I said, I'm gonna try to stop keeping track. I just wanted to finish with December because that makes a year.

Am I the only one who's annoyed with all the "I'm so poor! Feel sorry for me!" talk? Because goddamn. And the dumb broad told me she recently signed up for Netflix. If you're too poor to buy interview clothes and a $20 snow shovel (things that are fucking useful), then you shouldn't be paying for WiFi and Netflix. Seriously, fuck off.

I'm finding more and more my friends are annoying me. I don't know if I should move far, far away and make new ones or if I should just never try to make new ones ever again.

I think I may have finally found a bc that works for me, but sometimes I get this like squeezing pain in my chest that will move to the back of my throat and then to my furthest back molars. I don't know if it's the bc or if it's just something that's happening because it's happened before. I don't even know if it's really something to worry about. I suppose I should mention it when I go back in June. I think it's June. The cards are finishing in the middle of the month now and I've got five instead of three. And I'm still on iron even though I'm no longer anemic. Apparently, my reserves are still low. Did I mention this last time? I don't think I did. When was I even here last? I didn't check.

I got a new betta. He's a king and I haven't decided on a name yet. I've got a few in mind, though. Étienne, Nicéphore, Séraphin, and Theirn. I'm leaning toward Étienne or Nicéphore. And then you can put Roi in front. lol. I'm so clever! Pffft!

I think that's it. Ta for now.
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: apatheticapathetic
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Law & Order
Rain Liqueur
23 November 2013 @ 10:29 pm
Wibbly wobbly, timey wimey!

I watched the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary Special during the global simulcast (over 80 countries). For some reason, that felt important. All those people watching the same thing at the same time. Wow. But overall, it was kind of disappointing. It should have been a celebration of 50 years of a TV show, but it came off as Steven Moffat centering on his own work. The other special, An Adventure In Space And Time, was more of a celebration of 50 years of Who and it only focused on how Verity Lambert, Sydney Newman, and oh crackers, what was his name? Waris Hussein, put Doctor Who on the air. (It's also about William Hartnell, the first Doctor.)

I did find the 50th special entertaining, though. I happen to be quite fond of John Hurt. I also loved how Billie Piper played Bad Wolf, especially that bit with "no more." But damn, the other Doctors should have been more involved. I was surprised to even see Tom Baker right there at the end.

Then, of course, there's the Kennedy assassination anniversary, too. I read that if Kennedy hadn't been wearing a back brace, he may not have died. Governor John Connally slumped forward into the car after being shot. If Kennedy hadn't been wearing the brace, he would probably have done the same and the second bullet wouldn't have hit him. Fascinating, isn't it?

All of Jackie's outfit (down to the stockings!) is in storage somewhere except for her hat. No one knows where the hat went. And everyone knows she went scrabbling for bits of John's skull and brain, but did you know that she kept hold of a bit of brain until she got to the waiting room at the hospital? I didn't. Someone there noticed and I guess told her or asked her why. Not sure what she did with it after. I got this information second hand.

That was really all I wanted to talk about. I suppose I should keep up with my record keeping and say I think there were a total of three or four funeral processions I saw at Moser's in October and another three in November so far. One of the ones in either late October or early this month must've been a firefighter or involved because one of the trucks were there with black draping.

And more for record keeping, I was Bobby Singer this year for Halloween. :)

I've got a terrible headache. Probably because of a barometric pressure change. It's gotten worse as the wind's gotten worse. I'm a fucking air sign, the wind shouldn't be hurting me like this.
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: tiredtired
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Graham Norton Show
Rain Liqueur
13 October 2013 @ 10:45 pm
I'm old now. And I had a party with Molly, which was really fucking fun. So that'll be happening again. Parties with Molly are expensive, though. Dang.
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: tiredtired
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Talking Dead on TV
Rain Liqueur
13 September 2013 @ 08:23 pm
Today's my day. Always my day.
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: blankblank
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Cold Case
Rain Liqueur
04 September 2013 @ 10:04 pm
I stopped by your place (not your house, not really) just to see if you were there.

^ That was saved as a draft and I have no idea what it means. Who's place was it? When was this? I don't know. But the sentence sounds pretty so here.

In other news, hello. There were two or three funerals in July and about three in August that I noticed. I'm wondering why I'm keeping track and if I should keep on. Maybe just until the end of the year (which is super close, oh my). Not that any of you care. It's just something I started noticing.

Anyway, I can't remember what I said in my last update. Probably lots of gross stuff since it was back in June. (Please don't go back and read it if you didn't the first time around. Seriously.) But if you were keeping up with that, I'll have you know that my baby oven is fine. No anomalies. I saw it myself. Now I have no excuses as to why things are fucked up. Oh well. And the white pills taste sweet, but the brown ones taste like cardboard.

I'm still taking a billion iron pills a day. Okay, so it's only three (and sometimes only two because I forget one) and a vitamin C supplement. But I feel old because I have to take pills on a schedule. (Have to make sure to take the iron with OJ and two hours after food or one hour before food.)

Since my last update, I did my Baltimore weekend, too. I spent too much money and I hated so much of my time there. I never want to spend a weekend alone with Jenna. Ever. She didn't close the bathroom door except for when she showered. She made fun of me for locking the bathroom door when I was in there. (Sorry that when I shower I want the bathroom to myself. Fuck off.) She constantly put on the worst shows and then would leave me in the living room to put the same thing on in the bedroom without saying, here's the remote I'm going to the bedroom to watch this. She also berated me for looking through the peephole to see who was at the door. ("Because that's how people kill you!" Fuck. Off.) There were so many other things. I just never want to do that again.

This is getting long. I'll try to wrap up.

Good things about Baltimore: I met Peter S. Beagle, again. I got to see the dub of Wolf Children (I'd only seen parts of the sub before). I bought Ghost Book from Coey and Shy (supercuties, btw) and had them and another artist sign it (This is the book I helped fund a Kickstarter for). A guy asked me to dance at the rave and no one asked Jenna.

Okay, I don't think there's much else to update on. I hope I hit all the main points. Not that anyone ever comes here anymore.
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: blahblah
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: Broadchurch on the telly
Rain Liqueur
15 June 2013 @ 01:22 am
TMI/Drama Queen Alert.Collapse )
Where To Take The Acidic Medicine: Main room
Citric Acid In The Brain Whispers: annoyedannoyed
Hissing As The Acid Burns Sounds Like: CSI on telly