correctiveshoes621

Just to let everyone know - once again, i'm going to be AWOL for awhile - hopefully, not too long, as I got a guy with cheapie pcs with XP for fifty bucks that can get me thru 'til I can get better. The only problem is...not having a car to get to him, lol. So.

I'm happily getting reaquainted with Stephen king :)

Annual Round-Up:

January - Here's wishing the very best of it - to even the worst of us ;)

February - Fine. Okay. I am owning it. All of it.

March - *SPEECHLESS: www.inquisitr.com/1885437/leonard-nimoy-funeral-westboro-baptist-church-cancels-protest-plans-cant-find-where-funeral-will-be-held/

April - So. Looking forward to this - https://www.facebook.com/JuneBugClassicVW - which is sponsored by these guys - http://www.ulrichsusedcars.com/ - - our personal mechanics; won't go anywhere else!

May - Stuffs to remember: a) poems for people who don't exist, recalling events that never happened

June - (Happy Birthday, Simon) And many, many more ;)

July - Did anyone else get an email re: "You haven't posted to lj in awhile, please take our survey" email?

August - So. I know I'm missing stuff on here - my computer stays on for brief periods, then, whammo!

September - QUITTING SMOKING *SUCKS*.

October - So so SO bummed about the Cure's impending tour.

November - There are not enough tears in the world to fill this blackest of holes.

December - Nerd-Dom at full saturation: I just downloaded and converted not one, but TWO versions of The Flash's theme.

Did anyone else get an email re: "You haven't posted to lj in awhile, please take our survey" email? Granted, it had been three days - but Big Brother thought I needed to talk to them about it..I didn't really have any beefs/suggestions, but it did make me realize how much I value LJ and YOU PPL and its format, here. So the answers to their survey were of the, "I LOVE YOU, PLEASE DON'T CHANGE OR KICK ME OUT'-variety, really. And I meant it.

Also, granted, I *have* been spending a lot of time on Twitter..but you can blame The Astronauts/Scientists/Musicians/That Norman Reedus Guy for that..and ffarff, who is also there.

I will try to do better. It's just that my life, lately, has been no life, at all, and much with the suckage. It's been work/exhaustion/sleep/worry/stress/pain/work/depression/exhaustion/work/stress/worry/pain, and on and on and on and trying to find some reason to carry on with it all. Work is probably literally killing me, and I've got some decisions to make, here, coming up, in regards to that - before they're made *for* me - and few options...and yay, who wants to hear all that? Even *I'M* bored with my own piddlin' drama. Sheesh. The creativity and magic that used to be ever at hand have become bitterness and self-inflicted alienation - o, how cliche', of me - and when I'm not enraged, I'm flat-line zombified and can barely function.

Rag, rag, rag. Toldja.

Whine, whine, whine.

You can't pick yer family, right? Right? But you CAN pick to stay out of it, you CAN pick pseudo-sanity.

I've been out the outside since the day I was born; do not expect it to change, anytime, soon.

"The boning continues!", Amy Wong

Last night's snow was so heavy, it broke my windshield wipers...ON A WEEKEND. Go, me.

Somehow, I have to get laundry done tomorrow - with MORE crap, on the way. All I can do is not sleep in the morning and go immediately after work? I can't even imagine it, but I have little choice, with a four-day, starting on Monday...which brings MORE snow. I'm going to have to drive my son's car, and you can IMAGINE how big THAT little fact went over.

*whine bitch kvetch, etc*

That End of the Year Meme:

January: So, Bernard's hospice people returned my call.

February: I just don't feel like doing a fucking THING, today, except lay around and watch Doctor Who and, Cosmos.

March: Thank GOD for YouTube. I have actually found a series on basic Algebra that I *understood* and was all, *more! more!*

April: Happy Birthday to Gus Grissom, who would have been 88, today - lest we forget - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gus_Grissom

May: Alan Shepard wants you to party responsibly, this Cinco de Mayo.

June: Ha. Betcha thought I'd forgotten.

July: Yet *another* reason to hate Facebook - http://www.complex.com/tech/2014/07/facebook-psychological-studies-dod

August: HowHowHow is it August, already?

September: It's a beautiful day, today.

October: I'm sorry I've not been on here in ages.

November: Lawd, Lawd... Workjunk.

December: Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back.
- fortune cookie

OMFG - WTF - PEOPLE ARE PSYCHO.

I'm officially done. Bon voyage, Pete.

Oy. Long time, no see. A whole lotta walking backwards and next-to-nothin', goin' on, here.

Still with the pc frustration. Two mouses later and I can't get it to recognize the keyboard or either mouse (one is even an old-timey one with the circular port) - - cannot get it off the DOS page. Since the pc is not 'started up' it cannot recognize 'new hardware' - - so, it's goodbye to my brief time of..enjoying media, I guess. Dammit. Had a boffo ratio, too.

Much thanks to rickysbaby, for her numerous suggestions.

I hate to spend the money for a kb with the old-timey circular port, but - doods. I can get - get a load of this - I CAN GET TO THE POINT WHERE THEY COULD EMAIL ME A NEW PASSWORD *but* the mailing email saved to the site is still a LAVABIT one - and Edward Snowden got that shut down..So they can't even email me a new password...UNTIL I CAN GET ON AND CHANGE THE EMAIL..I was hoping that buying the old-timey mouse would get me on enough to use even the onscreen keyboard, but, alas.

So, there's that. And I have a writing challenge that is gathering dust, as we speak - - so I'd BEST get USED to this infuriating laptop keyboard, I guess. LOL.

Thankfully, there's - http://watchseries.lt/tvschedule/-1 and http://putlocker.bz/ - - though I've lost tons. At least I can watch a few things.

Also. If I can make it long enough at work - - there's this. I just may call off, for it...

http://airandspace.si.edu/events/lectures/john-glenn/

- Jim Divitt!!!! And it's FREE.



https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_McDivitt

Just - work. It's such an utter circus, these days; it defies description.

I am, however, being shown that - a) I'm not the only one that sees certain things, b) I am NOT in the wrong, in more areas than I thought, c) I am maybe worth way more than I give myself credit for, d) I should report some of what's being done, personally, to me - - time and again, people are coming up to me with their OWN stories and sympathy for what I'd assumed was MY problem/chip on my shoulder/imagination - - and I just feel SO SO exonerated there, in that particular. ALSO, I've ALWAYS been 'everyone's sounding-board', so I stay plugged-in, that way, it's that, 'hub'-thing, again..That being said:

Shit's liEk, just exploding, all around me - there's this constant, grating battle/snow on a tv screen-like feel, to the place. Draining so much good, away..the inferno-like heat (physically and spiritually, lol) just dries it, right up.

Picture that guy, at the end of, Animal House - all that chaos...the aftermath of the parade, and he's just standing there, "ALL IS WELL! ALL IS WELL!", when OBVIOUSLY it aint - -

THAT'S what work's like, lately.

Okay. Yes, some fucking megastorm is coming. I know. We all know. My workplace started calling me at NINE-THIRTY - got home at seven-thirty - this morning, badgering me about when/where/how I was getting in there, and did I need a ride (before FOUR PM., MIND YOU - AS *IF*) or was I going to try and make it on my own, etc, etc.

Fer fucksakes. Let me fucking sleep. No one - including them - knows when this shit's gonna start.

They told us all to, 'pack a bag.' They think we're going to work at least a double..triple...who knows, at this fucking point? It's not enough that I take care of 36 people BY MYSELF, NIGHT AFTER NIGHT AFTER NIGHT?
IT'S NOT MY FUCKING FAULT YOU SCHEDULED FIVE FUCKING PEOPLE TO RUN THE WHOLE GODDAMNED FACILITY OF 125 BEDS. KNOWING WHAT WAS COMING. YOU INCREDIBLY, COLOSSALLY, MINDBENDINGLY STUPID FUCKS.
Oh, and make sure to bring money/toiletries because all (food, etc.) will be taken out of our paychecks.

Might as well stay, as God only knows what I'll be coming home to. No electric? No water? No net? Starved cats? Roof caved in? So, see ya when I see ya, guys.

I welcome death, and that's really only kinda half-joking.


Oh, and Happy Birthday, pg.