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kyburgThanks for putting up with the Twitter consolidations - right now, that is where I am most prolific, largely because it's a real 'hit and done' environment. Now, to collect those for later perusal?
This is still the best place for that. August 29th was the last time I actually wrote a post here, huh? Okay.
Sis's divorce isn't final, but the house has been sold and the family split into two rental properties - only one of which I have contact information for. (Guess.) I still listen to crazy on a regular basis. But after throwing up my hands and giving in to simply being sad for a period of weeks (and if depression showed up to keep it company, well it did), I no longer want to end the world in fire (okay, just my sister) every time the subject comes up.
The sad arrived after I found out what the holidays were going to look like this year.
Nobody is coming. Nobody is going. There will be nothing. Even when Dad died, there was Christmas. Even when the house burned down. Went to Switzerland. Cliff almost died. Always.
Nope. Not coming to your house. (Even though I'm still opening the house on Christmas Eve. Bite me, you're not taking that from me.) Too far, too much work, lalala. Not for Thanksgiving (though that's not a real shock, neither lil' bro or Mom eats as a social occasion anymore, the diets they're on don't allow for much of it), but not for Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, New Years - nope. Not worth the work.
I was willing to put them up, entertain, do whatever was necessary - nope.
That smarts. And yes, I got very sad. I got better, but I had to stay there and really grok it for a while.
But that's it.
Family and I are getting on a train and going north for Thanksgiving. Christmas Eve is at my house, and if Christmas Day is spent at Disneyland? I can think of worse. Letting the simple indifference ruin me more is wrong. Nobody is trying to do me harm, they just don't care. (Didn't they say neglect was worse than abuse?)
Sis started sending text messages over the weekend - called me at work (I pushed it to VM) Friday - being chatty and buddy-buddy and I am *totally* creeped out. Well then - now that you've made sure nobody can hold you accountable in person (ex-BIL needs to notify her in writing before he even picks up kid, shared custody agreement notwithstanding, I said the crazy continues), I guess it's time to see if I'm going to accept the DNA card for more charges on account.
Nope. That account is overlimit, overdrawn and closed. Done. At some point, she is going to get her opportunity to tell me - perhaps - what the fuck she thought this was all about, but I have a heavy list of my own to levy as well. I seriously doubt the little tatters that are left will survive contact with it.
I'll do what I can for Mom, as I am able. The brothers - can find their own way, do not care anymore. When Mom is gone, so I am. So very done. Do I think any of them will notice? If they do, it'll smart a little - about as much as if I had actually died, perhaps. (Suicidal ideation happens around here when trying to find a way to pay bills. For attention? You're kidding, right?) Mom plaints about 'what happened?' and none of us will say - nobody wants her to know the work she did with Sis in high school didn't take.
My mother married twice; my mother was bankrupted by each of those men and has filed for protection twice. In spite of that, she raised four kids by herself, and between the four of us there are three bachelor degrees, two masters and a doctorate. And all of us work. (Except for Sis, at this point she claims to be self-employed except she doesn't work 15 hours a week, the documentation is there as part of court process.) All of us raised children, with various levels of success depending on the kid. Only one of us ended up in jail, and that was once and done and lil' bro has been in recovery ever since. When you remove the antagonist, we're resilient folks.
But second-best is out of here, guys. I'm not waiting anymore.
There are a couple of other places you can find me - tumblr has me in its passive-agressive paws, same name as here. You can also find me at turntable.fm in the I <3 70's room (last place I expected to land) during daylight hours. Facebook, tumblr with the ability to talk back to your insulter - the modern version of the slambook, pretty pictures and all. Ironically, Tumblr may have kicked me in the head hard enough to go back to writing anything - I'm seriously considering NanoWriMo this year (hell, there's no reason - NOTHING going on).
So, we'll see.
So. How about those Avengers?
This is still the best place for that. August 29th was the last time I actually wrote a post here, huh? Okay.
Sis's divorce isn't final, but the house has been sold and the family split into two rental properties - only one of which I have contact information for. (Guess.) I still listen to crazy on a regular basis. But after throwing up my hands and giving in to simply being sad for a period of weeks (and if depression showed up to keep it company, well it did), I no longer want to end the world in fire (okay, just my sister) every time the subject comes up.
The sad arrived after I found out what the holidays were going to look like this year.
Nobody is coming. Nobody is going. There will be nothing. Even when Dad died, there was Christmas. Even when the house burned down. Went to Switzerland. Cliff almost died. Always.
Nope. Not coming to your house. (Even though I'm still opening the house on Christmas Eve. Bite me, you're not taking that from me.) Too far, too much work, lalala. Not for Thanksgiving (though that's not a real shock, neither lil' bro or Mom eats as a social occasion anymore, the diets they're on don't allow for much of it), but not for Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, New Years - nope. Not worth the work.
I was willing to put them up, entertain, do whatever was necessary - nope.
That smarts. And yes, I got very sad. I got better, but I had to stay there and really grok it for a while.
But that's it.
Family and I are getting on a train and going north for Thanksgiving. Christmas Eve is at my house, and if Christmas Day is spent at Disneyland? I can think of worse. Letting the simple indifference ruin me more is wrong. Nobody is trying to do me harm, they just don't care. (Didn't they say neglect was worse than abuse?)
Sis started sending text messages over the weekend - called me at work (I pushed it to VM) Friday - being chatty and buddy-buddy and I am *totally* creeped out. Well then - now that you've made sure nobody can hold you accountable in person (ex-BIL needs to notify her in writing before he even picks up kid, shared custody agreement notwithstanding, I said the crazy continues), I guess it's time to see if I'm going to accept the DNA card for more charges on account.
Nope. That account is overlimit, overdrawn and closed. Done. At some point, she is going to get her opportunity to tell me - perhaps - what the fuck she thought this was all about, but I have a heavy list of my own to levy as well. I seriously doubt the little tatters that are left will survive contact with it.
I'll do what I can for Mom, as I am able. The brothers - can find their own way, do not care anymore. When Mom is gone, so I am. So very done. Do I think any of them will notice? If they do, it'll smart a little - about as much as if I had actually died, perhaps. (Suicidal ideation happens around here when trying to find a way to pay bills. For attention? You're kidding, right?) Mom plaints about 'what happened?' and none of us will say - nobody wants her to know the work she did with Sis in high school didn't take.
My mother married twice; my mother was bankrupted by each of those men and has filed for protection twice. In spite of that, she raised four kids by herself, and between the four of us there are three bachelor degrees, two masters and a doctorate. And all of us work. (Except for Sis, at this point she claims to be self-employed except she doesn't work 15 hours a week, the documentation is there as part of court process.) All of us raised children, with various levels of success depending on the kid. Only one of us ended up in jail, and that was once and done and lil' bro has been in recovery ever since. When you remove the antagonist, we're resilient folks.
But second-best is out of here, guys. I'm not waiting anymore.
There are a couple of other places you can find me - tumblr has me in its passive-agressive paws, same name as here. You can also find me at turntable.fm in the I <3 70's room (last place I expected to land) during daylight hours. Facebook, tumblr with the ability to talk back to your insulter - the modern version of the slambook, pretty pictures and all. Ironically, Tumblr may have kicked me in the head hard enough to go back to writing anything - I'm seriously considering NanoWriMo this year (hell, there's no reason - NOTHING going on).
So, we'll see.
So. How about those Avengers?
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Date: 2012-10-16 03:40 am (UTC)So. How about those Avengers?
I have been valiantly resisting the DVD every time I go to Costco. I actually had it in my hand the last trip... (Putting it down that time was exceptionally hard, because
(I have no words for the rest, but I've read it.)
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Date: 2012-10-22 10:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-24 03:28 am (UTC)So I went ahead and opened a Support ticket on this and got the following:
Do you know if kyburg's entries have been imported? If so it would explain why they don't show up on your Reading page. Imported entries are purposefully excluded from Reading page to prevent possible flooding as imports usually concern a large batch of entries. kyburg might also have used the out-of-order option. This prevents entries from showing up on Reading pages. Would you ask them about it?
And now I'm asking. ;-) Are you auto-crossposting to LJ, or importing from LJ? Because if it's the latter, I need to put you back on my reading filter on that side.
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Date: 2012-10-24 04:22 pm (UTC)But entries usually originate on LJ, import over here.
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Date: 2012-10-24 04:38 pm (UTC)FWIW, I can tell you from my own experience that the auto-crosspost function in DW works like a dream (90% of the time, and the times where it doesn't are usually because the Russians are DDOSing LJ again). And if you're using Semagic to post, it's trivial to change the server settings from LJ to DW -
The one thing I'm NOT sure you can do on the DW side is ship in your tweets directly; don't know if that's a dealbreaker or not for you. (TBH, I tend to tune those posts out - from everyone, not just the folks I follow on Twitter - so I wouldn't mind not seeing them if they continue to get imported.)
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Date: 2012-10-15 09:49 pm (UTC)I've lurked on your facebook for *years* (I honestly couldn't tell you for how long) I think you friended me (again, not sure too long and too many lifetimes ago) but <3.
I'm sorry you're dealing with this, sorry someone who I have witnessed as a strong and amazing woman who has overcome more than so many others and instead of crumbling kept going is left with this.
You and the family that still counts are in my prayers.
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Date: 2012-10-16 02:47 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-10-16 02:48 am (UTC)Have found dim sum. The rest is still being worked on.
I am DEFS up for the day after, or Saturday.
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Date: 2012-10-16 03:26 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-10-16 12:37 am (UTC)Just to give you a chuckle or two, have you read Cleolinda's Avengers in 15 minutes?
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Date: 2012-10-16 08:53 pm (UTC)no subject
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