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Friday, April 6th, 2012
1:14 pm

I may not care for a many things my president has done (and NOT done), but goddamn I love that he's a geek.

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Thursday, October 13th, 2011
I hereby interrupt your usual programming to bring you this important announcement.Collapse )

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Monday, October 10th, 2011
1:30 pm
DELICIOUS HUGH JACKMAN IS DELICIOUS. And getting doused in water.

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Friday, September 9th, 2011
9:56 am
WELP. Fun times in medical land for me. FUN TIMES INDEED.

I've had a period for roughly a month now, with increasingly heavy flow. Last Monday afternoon I started getting horrific cramps almost as bad a the ones that sent me to the ER this past spring. So, I scheduled a doctor's appt for Wednesday, with the same PA that ryumaxwell goes to. We talked about some stuff, they sucked some blood into tubes for hormone and thyroid panels.

And yesterday, I got a call. My hormones were fine...but the thyroid levels were very low. Huh. The PA faxed a script over to my pharmacy for synthetic thyroid hormone, and I need to go back and get the levels checked again in 6-8 weeks. So I am apparently hypothyroid and never knew it.

When I told my mother this over the phone, she said, "oh yeah, your dad has that. And grandma." And my reply was "WELL THAT WOULD'VE BEEN GOOD TO KNOW, SO I COULD'VE PUT IT ON MY FAMILY MEDICAL HISTORY AND MAYBE THEY WOULD'VE CHECKED IT YEARS AGO." Pffft, not important I guess!

I've been looking over lists of symptoms for hypothyroidism, which can have multiple causes, and quite a few of them match up. Depression. Mood swings. Fatigue. Dizziness when standing up from sitting or laying down (all the damn time). Headaches. Abnormal menstrual cycles. Sluggishness.



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Saturday, August 20th, 2011
6:20 am


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Friday, August 5th, 2011
4:27 pm
In happier words, OMFG.

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1:40 pm
Today would've been Mary Quinn's - aka Maud - birthday. Fuck cancer. She passed away last November from Stage 4 uterine cancer that was diagnosed too late to do anything.

Maud was a mattress-dwelling, knowledge-dropping, onion-chopping hermit who had an exceedingly eloquent turn for words and humor, an intensely caring heart, and an innate kindness I can only dream of achieving in my lifetime. She was, in a word, amazing.

She made me want to be a better person than I am. She still does.

Rest in Peace, Maud, where ever you may be.

Thinking about Maud puts me in mind of my grandmother, who passed away February 21st of this year, and my cousin Dan who passed on the same day. Virigina Dare Brooks - known to me as Grandma Brooksie, was also an amazing person. She grew up during the Depression, married a minister, and raised two wonderful daughters. As long as I could remember, she was in the business of helping others. Always, always.

Her little ministries, as she called them, were her life. I remember her coming over to our house, looking through the drawers in our kitchen, and commenting that we didn't really need that extra silverware, did we? Didn't really need that extra saucepan, did we? There were other people who could use them. She called it her kitchen ministry, where she would put together sets of kitchen items (utensils, dishes, cookware, etc) to help families who were making fresh starts or just plain needed help. She gathered winter coats and food items to donate. Would happily give whatever she could to anyone who needed it.

After my grandpa died, she lost some of her light. Her rock was gone, her Kenny. From then on, she would talk time to time, of going home to see him. But she never stopped trying to help people.

Within the family, Grandma Brooksie was notorious for giving something to someone, and sometimes asking for it back later. It was just Grandma. She was stubborn to a fault (though if you called her that, The Pout would quickly come into play) and used to getting her own way (preacher's wife, after all). She moved down to MO two houses down from my aunt, so she could get help if anything happened, but refused to call or ask for it because she didn't want to bother anyone.

Above all, I remember her kindness. Her love. Even when she sent me the incredibly embarassing yet hilarious letter at college, telling me to 'keep my sweet self for my future husband'. I hope I still have it somewhere. I should get it framed.

The last few years were..hard. Really hard. After she had the first stroke (not first overall, but the one that was the beginning of the end), she bounced back pretty well. My mother started driving down there more often. After the second one, she couldn't function alone. I still kick myself for not visiting her when I had the chance. I never got to say goodbye, not really. I talked to her a few times on the phone, but she could barely form words I could understand and it broke my heart. I was selfish, though, in not going to visit. Just like I knew would happen when I told Mom no, that I didn't think I could handle it. I knew I wasn't going.

I still feel so fucking guilty about that.

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Thursday, July 21st, 2011
10:06 am
Ohmahgawwwwd. Watch this video, ahahaha.

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Tuesday, July 19th, 2011
9:22 am
Happy unbirthday to me. :D

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Wednesday, June 15th, 2011
3:41 pm
My Badass Fatass Superhero Name is The Corpulent Phantom.


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Tuesday, June 14th, 2011
12:25 pm
I need to go to this place. Gaming tavern? YES PLEASE.


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Friday, June 10th, 2011
12:44 pm

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Friday, June 3rd, 2011
2:38 pm
In happier things...

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12:31 pm
Mr. President,

It's high time that you made some comment about the all-out war on reproductive rights in this country. A committee in Louisiana just approved a bill that would ban all abortion if passed, full stop, no exceptions. Every single state in this country has legislation in the works to restrict choice - to restrict bodily autonomy for women.

What do you say about this? What is your opinion? Are you pretending that nothing's wrong? Are you throwing more than half of the population of this country under the bus?


The language of the LA bill is sickening with its humanization of fetii and complete dehumanization of women. It would grant all rights of an existing (male, because female humans are clearly just incubators) human at fertilization. Fertilization. So if someone miscarries, will they be charged with murder? If someone eats the wrong food during pregnancy, is it abuse? What if the pregnant person falls badly? Is in a car accident? This is not an oversimplification of the concept. These are potential very real consequences.

I am a human being, Mr. Obama. This is not a 'special interest' issue. It's my fucking life. And you're not saying a damn thing.

I hoped, along with so many others, that you would be better than this. What do you have to say for yourself?

To you, am I a person? Am I human? Or am I just a uterus? An incubator?

Because that's what they would have me be.

Please, for the love of everything holy and un, say something about this. Do something about this. You're the goddamned President.


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Tuesday, May 31st, 2011
12:12 pm
Oh mans my friends, this is a fantastic cover of You Can Call Me Al.

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Friday, May 27th, 2011
2:14 pm - OMFG
This is so amazing. SO AMAZING.

What's sad is that I'd never really listened to dubstep before today. And homg. Homg, it's so amazing.

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Friday, May 20th, 2011
1:54 pm

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Wednesday, May 18th, 2011
1:04 pm
This is the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life, holy shit. /watches a million times.

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Friday, May 13th, 2011
9:31 am
So, a little while ago, my coworker Michael was on the phone with the supervisor of our team in Manila.

His cell phone rang.

He put the Manila supervisor on hold. So he could answer his cell phone.




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6:24 am
Broke my glasses (like a boss).

Zenni Optical, to me!

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