Well, here I am. People who know me love me whether they like it or not. It's a burden since I dislike most people. You can find My actual Life HERE. I have many fandoms, and many likes but I have yet to find passion in a past time. You are welcome as long as you behave.
I figure as long as STAN can live here, I can too. Here's round two.
My mind is swimming and I'm all fuzzy. I'm furious and I'm sad and all at nothing. Today is the first day in ages I am thinking that going off my meds was not the right decision. I took myself off them because I couldn't afford to refill it. I've been fine for about 3 months, but Today was really bad. Not to over emo this post, but today was very difficult for me. I had a massive headache and I've been having crackhead style tweeks, all twitchy and itchy seeming...
Shanny tagged me. the rules are followable, though I probably won't tag anyone...
1. You must post these rules.
2. Each person must post 11 things about themselves in their journal.
3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and create eleven new questions for the people you tag to answer.
4. You have to choose 11 people to tag and post their icons on your journal.
5. Go to their page and tell them you have tagged him/her.
6. No tag backs.
7. No stuff in the tagging section about "you are tagged if you are reading this." You legitimately (AKA, really, truly, with all honesty) have to tag 11 people.
1. What is your favorite anime of all time?
This is a tough one... Series or movie? drama, comedy? Shojo? oh my.... I'm going to go with Fruits Basket and Black Lagoon. Different ends of the spectrum.
2. If you could learn any language, what would it be?
Arabic, I think. Or Sanskrit. Nothing like speaking a dead language to confuse people
3. How did you find theOtaku.com? And why did you join?
I was doing a random search for Cowboy Bebop while watching AS one night in college. Why did I join? I have no actual answer for that.
4. What was your favorite childhood cartoon?
I watches bunches. Smurfs, GI Joe, Transformers, Jem and the Holograms. There was this one about a girl and a horse from a different dimension. Wildfire, I think....
5. What is your favorite quote? Why? "Injustice anywhere is a danger to justice everywhere" Dr. Martin Luther King JR
6. What gives you the creeps?
Happy People
7. What would your dream job be?
Something where I never have to placate people, or deal with people, or see people, maybe dead people... I'd love to work in a vet's office or a morgue.
8. (Fill in the blank) Oh, Edward Cullen how I ______ you.
Want to crucify your family of sparkly human loving vamps and leave you to be eaten by real vampires that fear the sun and suck people dry like a Capri Sun pouch.
9. Which is worse, failing or never trying?
I am very good at both...
10. What’s something you know you do differently than most people?
Stay friends with my ex-husband.
11. Do you push the elevator button more than once?
FUCK YES I DO.
My 11 questions if anyone wants to answer them and leave it in the comments.
1. Does profanity offend you
2. Which do you eat more often, Chinese food or Mexican food?
3. Cat person or Dog person?
4. Are you ready for The Zombie Apocalypse?
5. Do you think it's odd that I capitalize The Zombie Apocalypse?
6. Do you, like me, doubt I can make up 11 questions?
7. If you are not a member of the Church of Mollyism why not?
8. Who's your favorite..... PERSON?
9. Do you prefer snail mail or email?
10. Who is ruining America, Liberals or Conservatives?
11. CAN YOU BELIEVE I MADE IT TO 11?
So, this week when I watched Glee, I first wept and then I was fucking pissed. When the lady who adopted Quinn and Puck's baby in season 1 reappeared, I expected Rachel "that's my mother" drama. When Puck showed up on her doorstep begging and promising to do whatever it takes to see that baby I started to weep, uncontrollably. It took EVERY single shred of rational thinking in me as a human being to not call Jordan in that instant and apologizing. Apologizing for making him choose. Apologizing for cornering him into a decision that was right for me. I didn't do it, but I almost did. I still even did it the next day. It was so touching and I still almost cry thinking about it.
When Quinn found out Puck had seen the baby she cleaned up her act so she could see the baby. I felt that, as parents who had given up for adoption, they were amazing lucky. Then Came Quinn, at the end Quinn says she'll do whatever she has to to get full custody. I was fucking pissed. goddamn fucking pissed. You gave your baby up. You surrendered her to another in the ultimate act of humanity and generosity. You don't just get to change your mind. You can regret, you can rethink. You sign papers that say that you will not re-seek custody. Fuck you, Quinn. Fuck you.
Now I'm sitting here watching a documentary named MINE. It's a documentary about the animals of Hurricane Katrina. During/after Katrina were forced,FORCED to evacuate without their animals. That's a truth I knew from the time of the actual event. You would see news footage of dogs on top of houses. The movie showed that footage again along with footage of notes on houses of pets that were DOA when the rescuers got there. People thought they would be gone for a couple of days. People were gone for WEEKS, if they ever returned at all. It shows the story of various pet owners. Many of of the owners, displaced, have no internet, no phone. How the hell are they supposed to find their pet? Thousands of people came to help rescue these animals. Animals that many of the original people were forced to leave behind by law enforcement or national guard. These animals were not abandoned. These people had no choice. Most of the Katrina pets have never been reunited with their original owners. Most of the time they were adopted out to new owners. This movie is about people who have searched for their dogs; Never given up hope to find them. The people in this movie have dogs that have been adopted to new families. These new families refuse to give the dogs back to their original owners. It's heartbreaking all the way around. The system of tracking animals completely failed. Many of these animals had microchips and/or tags. In the chaos... I'm distraught... I'm angry... I'm on the side of the original owners. I'm empathetic to the new owners. I never should have watched this fucking movie. I'm glad I did.
I called in sick to work today. I felt horrible when I woke up. So I slept a lot of the day. Cash ended up back on my doorstep today. I put him away twice. He doesn't wear a collar so I grabbed the chain collar I have laying around. I also grabbed a tether line I have. One end is broken so I don't use it anymore. I took him back to his yard and I tied him up. I have been feeling weird about it all damn day. I feel really bad for dogs tied up all day. He's not my dog, I was kind of worried that Neighborman would be upset, but even after Neighborman got home Cash was still tied up. Yes, I periodically checked on him all day. My mom told me that I should get rid of Lucy and take Neighborman up on his offer for Cash. My jaw dropped. I then had to tell her about how I had to lock Lucy in her cage so I would not harm her the other day.
Come on Lotto numbers!
I had many visits from Cash today. Cash is my neighbor's 80 pound pitbull. He seems to like to jump the fence. I put him back in his yard several times today and eventually just put him in my yard. I thought he had escaped from my yard, but I guess his owner got him out of my yard. I had left him a note to do so at his convenience. Later this afternoon my dogs are going ape shit because Cash is running around the neighborhood again. I just brought him in the house at that point. Neighborman came by and got him and we observed to see what could be done. I gave him some extra fencing I had left over from when Seamus knocked over mine. Hopefully that solves his woes.
So, Cash is a huge dog. not a big as Giant Dog but still kind of huge. He's a rednose pit to boot. He came running up to my house just as some kids were walking down the street. One of these girls sees him trotting toward my house she freezes in the middle of the street and just starts screaming. Cash is like 30 feet away and she's just shrieking in the street. I go out of my house and grab Cash by the scruff of his neck and the girl gives me a dirty look and runs away as fast as possible. I don't understand people.
