in a freak accident completely snapped his index finger off...
okay, sorry about your hand and all, and not to like, belabor a point, but what the fuck? How does this even happen?Cut off, sure, okay. But snapped off? I repeat: what the fuck?
Honestly, the only thing we can think of ... because he was on medicine that makes you not lucid, and we didn't see him drink a single bit of water while he was there and cold really deceives you on the hydration... and he was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by nothing but grass. He just fell in just the right way. He was damn lucky someone was concerned about his behaviour and looking out for him, and I was within earshot when someone screamed for medic. After the situation was handed over I was damn proud of myself that I made it at least one year though EMT training, but now I kinda wish I could go back.
Though I did have a minor freak out moment because he had white face paint on, and it did take a moment to register no he wasn't that far gone.
Thanks to everyone for the Happy Veteran's day wishes, most of which came from Achaean friends. Even though I had to work, I'm glad everyone I spoke to got to enjoy a day of reflection for those who can't be with their families at the moment.
Aunt gave me some Strawberry eliquid that she made. So I try it out. It tastes like a strawberry phillie smells. I have always loved the way that strawberry phillies smell.
His solution is to post more personal information online
Sort of, yeah. The mask of anonymity is how trolls and the idiots behind #GamerGate get away with what they do. I doubt very much that anyone posting sexist comments, for example, would do so if their real life name or email ID was required. In some ways I think Blizzard saw this coming and headed off a lot of issues when they introduced Battlenet. Maybe not entirely but it was a step in the right direction. Just think if when we posted here it said Bluef (Bluef's real name). I wager we'd start to see some completely uncharacteristic responses posted from some people.
My other supervisor/trainer feels the same way as my first! He pulled me to the side after my assessment today (I did even better than last time) and he gave me his own personal tips and tricks! Yay!
Rave: Because there's two huge raccoons outside our door. They are huge, fluffy, and cute.
Rant: They're definitely burglars, they got into a big bag of dog food and spilled it all over the place, then proceeded to stare at us and stuff their faces.
My main job gives me a lot of downtime, because there's not a lot to do, my team gets what there is to do done within the first 2 hours of being there, and the rest of the time we just do sit around bs'ing. So I've realized I can utilize this time to read up on Achaean history and write much needed IG scrolls instead of having to do them all at 5am before I pass out. Woo for productivity!
Picked up part time photography job. applied for photographer, was called to management. Its been very slow, but picking up. I scared the pee out of my old highschool bully just by smiling and saying his name in a greeting. About 12 years ago now I was moving and saying goodbyes to all my friends in free period, he said loudly that no one cared. (He had de-trousered me and often tripped me causing various injuries through the 3.5 years) I beat the snot out of him. Aparantly it still bothers him and I feel a guilty joy in that. I fixed issues with lighting for both cameras and taught other people how to use them. Santa said I was his favourite photographer and gave me a mint. was given free lunch, because I was nice.
Huge weekend coming up!! So excited about it!! My oldest has a birthday on Saturday, turning the big 15. He is such a handsome fella! The youngest has his first gymnastics meet in Raleigh on Sunday! I am kinda bummed that I won't be there to see him, but thankfully we have at least two more meets this season, maybe more. I will be heading to Pigeon Forge with the middle one to watch his team play in a football tournament. We came in second place last year in our division, so we are hoping to win it this year! I am not looking forward to the cold, but we are all looking forward to having a great time!
(To my Targossas family, please be patient with me. I am trying to log in more, but between my school work, two sets of practices, the every busy social life of a teenager and just being a mom, my time has been limited. Or, I am just too tired to even log in! It should slack up here soon...I hope )
I can now make coffee in my house. This is wonderful. It's probably in everyone's best interests that I drink a lot of espresso every day. I can see no flaws in that way of life and so I am doing just that. Eeeeee Life is fantastic!
Met up with Cidusii today in San Francisco and so we wrangled ourselves a Kenway. Ate treats, walked to get a cookie where there was also a picture of said Kenway in his underwear on the wall, then went and got delicious beers and sat on the beach under the stars and drank the beers (I deny providing alcohol for a minor. I would never!). Shared some way over share stories and just had good laughs. Never underestimate the beauty and joy of solid Internet buddies.
Finally convinced my father to go to the doctor to get his legs checked out. He has torn his ligaments before and had them repaired, but recently has found it very hard to walk or stand and complaining about pain in his legs.
In the middle of the MRI he seized and they transported him to the ER. After a hour in the ER they took him to the X-ray. About 30 minutes later they come get me and say he's going to be in the icu, and to wait in the waiting room.
Several hours after my mom has arrived (and told us that she knows in her heart dad will be just fine, and that she told him not to die earlier and he's just challenging her command is all). The nurses kick me and my nephew out of the icu waiting room.
Finally got the call that he's stable, and it was a combination of Pneumonia, Bronchitis, and his diabetes and NOT a 4th heart attack.
Why is it a rave? Because he's still with us, and I can't imagine my life without my father.
I woke up early (for me) this morning and I got ready and dressed and went out by 8am for the first time in probably a year. Took two buses by myself, enjoyed a wonderfully hushed autumnal walk through the woods while the fog and dew evaporated, it looked all magical and pretty!
...and turned up early - for the first time in my life - to an induction session for my new (volunteer) job at Kenwood House.
Now I know it sounds small and insignificant, but though it's only a drop in the ocean, it's a big victory for me. It's often hit-and-miss whether I'll brave going out at all, yet alone all by myself with a group of strangers (and jobseeking has been a nightmare). But if I can do this, I'm hoping I'll build up on it and can finally go for something more solid.
Can't begin to describe the feeling of relief and liberation. And I'm close to where we put Pickle to rest, so I feel a little brighter and less lonely about it all.
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Though I did have a minor freak out moment because he had white face paint on, and it did take a moment to register no he wasn't that far gone.
trying so hard not to make pull my finger jokes.
Someone put 6 pumpkins outside my door.
Thank you, random stranger!
@Saeva, @Lyndee, @Melodie, @Aepas (veteran!), @Kuy, @Khairt, @Ellodin, @Ruth, @Ariettie, @Veterans.
Belated thanks to all service members here and abroad for keeping Murica safe as always.
So awesome!
Album of Bluef during her time in Achaea
Sort of, yeah. The mask of anonymity is how trolls and the idiots behind #GamerGate get away with what they do. I doubt very much that anyone posting sexist comments, for example, would do so if their real life name or email ID was required. In some ways I think Blizzard saw this coming and headed off a lot of issues when they introduced Battlenet. Maybe not entirely but it was a step in the right direction. Just think if when we posted here it said Bluef (Bluef's real name). I wager we'd start to see some completely uncharacteristic responses posted from some people.
Album of Bluef during her time in Achaea
Lady Gaga Vs Pokemon "Applause for Pokemon" I'm so amused.
Rant: Family just woke me up.
Rave: Because there's two huge raccoons outside our door. They are huge, fluffy, and cute.
Rant: They're definitely burglars, they got into a big bag of dog food and spilled it all over the place, then proceeded to stare at us and stuff their faces.
Rave: BUT THEY ARE SO DARN CUTE!
Rant: Lots of dog food to pick up tomorrow.
Rave: Back to bed! I'm sleepy.
applied for photographer, was called to management.
Its been very slow, but picking up.
I scared the pee out of my old highschool bully just by smiling and saying his name in a greeting. About 12 years ago now I was moving and saying goodbyes to all my friends in free period, he said loudly that no one cared. (He had de-trousered me and often tripped me causing various injuries through the 3.5 years) I beat the snot out of him. Aparantly it still bothers him and I feel a guilty joy in that.
I fixed issues with lighting for both cameras and taught other people how to use them. Santa said I was his favourite photographer and gave me a mint.
was given free lunch, because I was nice.
Sometimes my karma does very well for me.
Album of Bluef during her time in Achaea
(To my Targossas family, please be patient with me. I am trying to log in more, but between my school work, two sets of practices, the every busy social life of a teenager and just being a mom, my time has been limited. Or, I am just too tired to even log in! It should slack up here soon...I hope )
http://www.amazon.com/StrengthsFinder-2-0-Tom-Rath/dp/159562015X
This is wonderful.
It's probably in everyone's best interests that I drink a lot of espresso every day.
I can see no flaws in that way of life and so I am doing just that.
Eeeeee Life is fantastic!
I feel so awake!
For all of you Breaking Bad fans / Frozen haters:
In the middle of the MRI he seized and they transported him to the ER. After a hour in the ER they took him to the X-ray. About 30 minutes later they come get me and say he's going to be in the icu, and to wait in the waiting room.
Several hours after my mom has arrived (and told us that she knows in her heart dad will be just fine, and that she told him not to die earlier and he's just challenging her command is all). The nurses kick me and my nephew out of the icu waiting room.
Finally got the call that he's stable, and it was a combination of Pneumonia, Bronchitis, and his diabetes and NOT a 4th heart attack.
Why is it a rave? Because he's still with us, and I can't imagine my life without my father.
...and turned up early - for the first time in my life - to an induction session for my new (volunteer) job at Kenwood House.
Now I know it sounds small and insignificant, but though it's only a drop in the ocean, it's a big victory for me. It's often hit-and-miss whether I'll brave going out at all, yet alone all by myself with a group of strangers (and jobseeking has been a nightmare). But if I can do this, I'm hoping I'll build up on it and can finally go for something more solid.
Can't begin to describe the feeling of relief and liberation. And I'm close to where we put Pickle to rest, so I feel a little brighter and less lonely about it all.
Grew up hearing my dad talk about the guy as if he were a field goal-scoring Pope. Turns out he is a super nice guy, and gave me a $25 tip. Cool dude.