Living would be easier if I had a clue what I was living for.
In other news, I spent some of my birthday money on season 1 of the X-Files, because it was on sale. I had forgotten my (mild) dislike of Scully. She is so... logically stupid, in a "I will totally ignore all evidence that is not science!" way.
Also, she seems very possessive of Mulder, by "Squeeze". It's kinda creepy.
I'm alive. Mostly.
My sister made me watch Torchwood last night. Is it me, or has James Marsters not aged well at all? He looks like he's aged about 20 years since he was Spike.
My grandad's finally stopped yoyoing. He's probably not going to make it through the weekend.
I'm kinda numb right now. Maybe it will hit me later, but right now, it's not really hit me.
Sometimes, I hate living.
Now on the list of weird bugs... my MSN contact list has vanished. Woo.
Oh my PC, don't you love me any more? =(
In longer terms, my DVD-RW decided to stop reading disks on Monday. So I opened up my PC, unplugged everything, replugged everything... and then my hard drive was no longer there. Well, it was physically, but my PC couldn't see it.
I spent a couple of days unplugging and replugging again just in case it decided to work again, and then I said "screw it, hard drive!" and replaced it. Only then, my USB hub (I have no motherboard-mounted front USB slots, so I have a hub instead) started short-circuiting my PC when I tried to turn it on, only it took me a couple of days to work that one out, too.
Then the little card that lets me use my fancy SATA hard drive in the IDE slot of my motherboard (because my motherboard is older than SATA) broke. Well, crumbled, actually. Damn cheap plastic.
So, as it stands... as of today, I have Windows and net acess and not much else. I lost my favourites list (annoying), use of all my non-window-y programs because they're on the SATA hard drive (but at least I didn't lose them entirely!), access to all my files which are also on the SATA hard drive, and all my cookies, which means hoping I can remember all my passwords to everything. *sigh*
Long story of PC woe is long. Also, internet withdrawal is not pretty when it happens to an Irrisia. =P
Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?
- You Are The Key Character
"It's what I was meant to do."
You are the true enigma. No one knows much about you, you do not understand much of yourself, and your life seems to carry no purpose. Yet regardless of everything around you - everyone knows that you are here for some reason, even if no one yet knows what that is. Things seem to simply fall into place for you. Almost as though some force is working either through you, for you, or around you. No matter your troubles, you have been sent here to unlock something. This is your destiny.
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Quiz taken from a passing Meeble. =P Now we just need a loud but brash heavy fighter, a bratty kid, and maybe a cool, collected person, and we have our own RPG XD
I really wish something would happen and stay happened with my grandad.
He's now been in and out of hospital for 8 months. This time his bladder's packed in, but it's also been his heart and lungs in previous visits. Everytime they patch him up and send him out, something else packs in and he goes right back in to hospital.
In short, he's probably dying, albeit really, really slowly. Nan's still visiting him daily when he's in hospital, and she's still killing herself stressing and crying and worrying.
I feel so useless.
So if my sense of humour seems a little desperate and a little (more) morbid (than usual), I'm sorry.
Jeez, I get it! One mispelling in a post on maybe using fullstops correctly = awful, terrible, unforgiveable, and generally what-kind-of-amateur-author-do-I-think-I-am-not-running-spellcheck-all-the-time-every-time-I-make-a-quick-post bad.
Remind me to never, ever bother request that people learn that sentEnces end with a full stop again, lest I mispell something -really- basic and they need to execute me for it.
[/end lame attempt at seeing some humour in the situation]
I have my own country.
Not really, but I just wanted to say that once. XD What I actually have is the Dominion of Genericka on NationStates; see here
So far I am being mostly liberal in my political choices - voluntary organ donation, paid organ donation, legal euthanasia, reduced military spending, increased wages, freedom of speech. I'll probably end up with natives who refuse to listen to me.
In other news, ( I made a rant about writing sympathetic characters.Collapse )
Today is, apparently, Blogging for Choice day in America. Being not an American, I can't officially take part. But I can make an entry on why I am pro-choice anyway, right?
I am pro-choice because, really, what else is there to be? I'm a girl. I'm mostly asexual (although I miss huggling, I'm mostly aromantic, too). I do not want kids. Any foetus that ends up in my body, is, therefore, not likely to be there through my choice. And if that's the case, I want the right and the choice to carry to term or not. I don't want to have to deal with the thousands of hormonal and body changes that occur. I don't want the probability of spiralling into post-partum depression. I do not want to spend 18 years raising a kid, nor do I want a kid I give birth to to vanish into the adoption system. I'm a worrier by nature. I can do without the permanant life-long guilt and worry I'd have if I gave a kid up.
Does that make me selfish? Hell yes. But, given the fact that it's my mind and body, I think I have the right to be selfish. I think I am entitled to not put my body and mind through the trauma if I do not want to, on account of it being mine.
Hell, given the true choice, I'd have myself sterilised now. If I change my mind in the future, I'd probably adopt anyway. Depression runs in the family, and it's not a legacy I want to hand down.
But until then, I will fully support a woman's right to choose what happens to her own body. For any reason.
As a sidenote, I fully endorse the choice to not have an abortion, for whatever reason you can think of. Pro-choice, after all, doesn't mean that I believe the world should have to stand by MY choice. It means I think everybody has the right to choose, on whatever grounds they like. If that choice is life, no matter what the risks, that's someone else's choice.
If only the pro-lifers would respect that, instead of calling pro-choicers murderers.
- Currently feeling:contemplative
- Currently listening to:Within Temptation - See Who I Am
To go with my journal change, and because I cannot seem to shift whatever's using my original e-mail address to spam people, I'm testing out my new e-mail address/messenger name -
Hey, new e-mail address AND new messenger program - together, they seem to have fixed whatever was spamming people over MSN. And now I can talk to people whilst I viciously hunt down said spammy thing and kill it. Hopefully.
Plus, I've had anne_onimus as an e-mail address for... ooh, 10 years or so. At least now it's in line with my journal and almost in line with my assorted usernames everywhere else. And no numbers! I always worried about those numbers, in case I gave people the wrong ones.
"2007: Something We Didn't Get Right
In our attempt to implement a zero tolerance policy towards content that supports child abuse, pedophilia, or sexual violence, we suspended about 500 journals in May of 2007 that should not have been taken down. We wish it hadn't happened at all, and we cannot say we're sorry enough. However, we did immediately realize our mistake, and all of the journals that did not break our TOS were restored as quickly as possible. We really screwed up, and when that happens, we've learned the best thing to do is just admit it and try to fix the problem to the best of our abilities."
I only hope that they did learn that lesson, I really do.
In other news, I made shiny bracelets.( Click here for the equally shiny pictures!Collapse )
- Currently feeling:artistic
- Currently listening to:Within Temptation - Forsaken
My amazon.co.uk shipment arrived today. £120 of books, thanks to some Christmas vouchers.
I may be gone some time =D
STILL haven't managed to shift whatever's buggering my MSN, so I give up on it. Mostly.
So I went to see the Golden Compass with my bro whilst he's over, and about 3/4ths of the way through, just after Iorek fights Iofur (IOFUR DAMNIT WHO IS THIS RAGNAR??) my bro leans over to point out that, hmm, Iorek's armour has vanished, only to mystically re-appear during the fight at the Experimentation Station.
*Cue random thoughts of glowy bears surrounded by wisps, sparkles, and probably pink hearts*
I leave you with one phrase, "Magical Bear Iorek Go! Armour Activate!".
(Pii Ess for any listening Meebles; Stardust is still on at the Capitol Centre until at least Thursday. Still want to go?)
I'm posting only to point out that it is 4:52 am.
Damnit, sleep patterns!
Goes a heck of a lot like this.
My siblings are coming up.
Damn, christmas shopping.
Hmm, where's my earrings?
Should I tidy up in here?
Oh, there's my earrings.
And my hair wax.
Can I give myself a fringe like Aerith?
Nearly. Not pointy enough.
Random website to read!
It goes a lot like that off the sugar, too, but the intermediary steps that would make slightly more logical sense vanish on sugar. I do not know why.
But anyway, the main point of this post was to wish people a Happy December Holiday of their choice and a Merry Christmas anyway XD. Also to point out that my siblings are coming up. I love my siblings, but don't tell them I said that; I'd be mercilessly teased for days for being soft and mushy. XD