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Thursday, November 26th, 2009
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9:13 pm - Ooooh!
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| Wednesday, November 18th, 2009
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2:52 am - ROFLWaffles.
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As bad as my life could ever get, it pleases me deeply to know that I'll never be so pathetic as to write a flounce-post to vaginapagina. That tickles me so much. That and the fact that she's a "proud stay at home mommy" who believes that Nazism is directly comparable to them gosh-darn ebil fem'nists telling her that she can't sling the words "BABY KILLIN' WHORE OF SATAN!" at anyone considering abortion.
IT'S WORSE THAN PRISON YOU GUYS!
So funny. I want to make a VP flounce community called chuff_huff sooo badly. My eyes hurt from the laughing.
current mood:  giggly
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| Monday, November 16th, 2009
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11:50 pm - A misunderstanding.
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Many disabilities are invisible. Pain cannot be seen. I know that, you know that. But, it is not a personal slight upon you to say that there are people in this world who also realise that and use it to their advantage. If you weren't who you were I'd think it was a case of "The lady doth protest too much", but I know you are not like that. You're deluding yourself if you think everyone congregating under your banner is praying for the same results as you. There are a large number of them who hope and pray daily that no medical evidence is found, that the nebulousness of the condition remains, that there will never be any way to separate those suffering, from those who exploit that suffering to their own ends.
The enemy is within, not without. You are only hurting yourself if you cannot see that. You are destroying your cause if you refuse to understand that there are certain people, people who I have actually interacted with in real-life and once considered to be close friends, who take your words and those of your compatriots, and use them for personal gain. I know that hurts. I know you can't bear to think that the same thing that holds you hostage is a mask for the weak and idle to hide behind, but it is. Every time you rail against someone who speaks out against that, you are hurting any chance of advancement.
Some people lie. Some people are bad people. Slighting those people does not mean I am slighting you. The internet is full of vagaries and blank spaces, but one word would've been enough. Your silence speaks volumes. I understand that, nobody wants to think that they are being conned, that their experiences are being used as form-fodder , that their sympathy is being manipulated. But hey-ho, ignorance is bliss I suppose. I hope reality doesn't bite you too hard, they way it bit me when I realised that not all of our compatriots are what they seem. I hope that you are not cast under a veil of suspicion and doubt because someone who parades under your flag is found to be a liar and a cheat. I believe you, but not everyone will until your group of people rid themselves of the militancy, superiority complex, and belief that everyone is honest. There are far too many bad apples on your tree, but then, you already know that, you just won't acknowledge it.
current mood:  pissed off
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| Sunday, November 15th, 2009
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8:57 pm - OMG OMG OMG
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Waters of MAAAARGHs. I have not been so fucking scared during Who since the Bertie Bassett monster thing in about 1984. Happiness Patrol I think. Anyway, poor Fergie has little crescent nail marks up the length of her arm because I was literally hanging on to her.
Russell, I see what you're doing, and thanks. It's helping, but I'm still sad. We both are, she's the superfan but I'm just as attached by my memories, the nostalgia.
Roll on Christmas. The horrible anticipation may kill these two fat little lesbians.
Gadget gadget.
current mood:  geeky
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| Thursday, October 15th, 2009
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9:12 pm - Shit.
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http://www.thedenverchannel.com/video/18205848/index.html
I was sure it was a joke or hoax. I hope this kid is ok and this is a publicity stunt by his whackjob parents.
Looks like someone snapped a pic at 11:20am local time as it was taking off. There is no separate box, the cylindrical 'stalk' under the disc is the compartment, which was cylindrical and made of plywood. It got crushed somewhere along the route. It cleared 15,000 feet. Double shit.
Aaand I'm blubbing like a six year old.
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| Friday, October 9th, 2009
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5:26 pm - Insomnisanity
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Picture it. 2009, 8am, you've been asleep for 2 hours. Suddenly your mad, blue-haired girlfriend shakes you awake. "Lisa, LISA!! Take it, you have him, take him away I can't cope... mumble mumble... Bagpuss. BAGPUSS IS A SLUTPIPE!". She shoves the stuffed pink and white Bagpuss into your hands, pats him on the head, then you, and turns over muttering about 'cat slags'.
Welcome to Lisa's world.
( Madness continues unabated )
current mood: silly
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| Wednesday, October 7th, 2009
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3:55 pm - Clothing question
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This is probably an odd one, but does anyone know of a UK web retailer (except Pure, who only go up to an 18) that specifically sells modest clothing? I've looked in all the online Islamic clothing shops I'm aware of but can't find what I'm looking for. I'm in search of layering tops, sleevies*, that sort of thing.
I bought some lovely summer clothes and didn't get the chance to wear them, and I thought if I layer them over a shell type top I could get away with it in this colder weather. I know I could just get a long-sleeved t-shirt from Tesco or Evans in a size smaller but a) the material is wrong and b) they're usually too short by the time they traverse over the boobscape! They'll also come in handy if we go over to Turkey next year. Unlike a certain person *cough*Catherine*cough* I won't be wearing a thong bikini.
TIA guys.
*got some sleeves from Al-Mumirat.
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| Friday, September 25th, 2009
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9:37 pm - I'm not weird
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OK, Lisa laughs at me for this and says it is weird. So I'm asking you guys, because you're all really sane and normal and if you do this thing, it can't be so bizarre.
Q
If you buy an item for yourself on the interboobs, do you 'visit' it while you're waiting for it? By 'visiting' I mean going to it's webpage, lookng at pictures, reading it's spec sheet etc.
Weird, schmeird. I think she's making this stuff up now!
ps - the new icon is the Chronic IH 'Brain Pain Buddy'. He so cute. Fellow squishbrainiacs, gank away. The new IHRF vid is on my profile page too. Rumours that it made me cry are false, got that? Evil falsehoods designed to undermine me. I also absolutely did not cry at the new Grey's Anatomy (shaame shame) episode. So there. It is just dusty and I have allergies.
current mood: not weird
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| Saturday, September 19th, 2009
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9:20 pm - Yay!
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| Sunday, August 30th, 2009
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9:57 pm - Pandemic II
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Take THAT Madagascar!
My cheeks are burning a little smidge at the sheer elation I feel about beating Pandemic II. It's like crack cocaine, you wonder what the fuss is about, have a little dabble and BOOM! Your life is gone!
My disease was called Tittybiscuits.
Mankind is no more.
All dead from Tittybiscuits. Meheheh.
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| Tuesday, August 25th, 2009
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1:27 pm - Happiness
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Happiness is:
Peanut butter sandwiches in bed.
Prisoner Cell Block H.
Pinching Lisa's bum as she tries to drink some pop, and watching her dribble all over herself.
Ah. Simple pleasures really are the best.
current mood: silly
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| Sunday, August 23rd, 2009
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3:28 pm - Still Alive!
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Just not quite in the land of the living. We've spent the last seven weeks in bed pretty much. We're both on the mend, but Trollop has developed a bit of a food phobia, understandable really, so we've arranged some counselling for her. I've pretty much shaken the infection I had, I'm just a bit knackered. We went to Tesco the other day, out of the house for just over an hour, and we slept for 20 hours when we got home, flat out, like babies!
We've had some interesting and vulgar discussions, oh and menaced by a MASSIVE spider that was so big I heard it walk in. I'm sure it shouted something at me. She's determined we're going to Melbourne one day to visit the Prisoner set, over my dead body, too many eeeevil arachnids in Aus. I won't go, I WON'T! *stomps*
Hope you are all well, catch you later.
current music: bunnies chattering
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| Thursday, July 23rd, 2009
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10:15 am
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Fucking Durham Ambulance Trust and Dryburn Hospital aka University Hospital North Durham can fuck off and get cunted in the fucking ARGH so angry I can hardly bastard breathe. Yeah, but what would we know, apparently we're just a pair of alcoholic lesbian time wasting attention seeking NHS money wasting twats.
Apart from the fact that we don't fucking drink at all, and apart from the fact she was screaming in agony and shitting literal pints of blood, you know, that aside we're clearly just a pair of idiots who like to sit in filthy hospitals staffed with narcissistic cocks for shits and fucking giggles. Yeah. Super fun time.
My granddad's funeral today. Too angry about what's gone on there to ever write about it. Oh and I have another kidney infection, but that's the least of my worries at the moment. I just want my baby to not be in pain.
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| Wednesday, July 1st, 2009
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3:23 pm - What I'm not.
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I'm not my userinfo. I'm not my icons. I'm not my communities.
There are facets of me, references to some parts of my life, some of my interests, but please don't assume that everything about me will be laid bare there. Don't assume you know who or what I am because of what you see here. There's more to all of us than that. If you want to know me better all you have to do is ask, but making face-value judgements and assumptions is just bloody stupid.
current mood:  irritated
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| Friday, June 19th, 2009
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11:58 pm - Gender Wars
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What is to be gained by undermining a woman based on her looks? "Ugh she's manly" or "She looks like a bad drag queen, how DARE she be a woman!" or "What a gross fat blob, you'd have to roll it in flour to find the wet spot". Why ungender someone if you disagree with them? Perhaps because it's a powerful way of hurting a large group of people, especially if it's coming from other women because it sends the message that "You do not belong".
A woman is someone who is not or does not identify as a man. A man is someone who is not a woman. You can't 'do' being a woman in the 'wrong' way. You can be a FAAB (female-assigned at birth) woman or a MAAB (male-assigned at birth) woman. You can be feminine, masculine, butch, femme or andro. You can have a buzz cut or long flowing locks, you can be a trucker or a housewife, wear heels or hiking boots, be a princess, a lumberjack, a model or an engineer. None of these make you a woman, none of these make you an un-woman, or not a 'real' woman. If you identify as a woman then you are one, and there is no right or wrong way to do it. There is no incorrect manner of dress, speech, behaviour or attitude that can ever render you not-womanly. Gender policing is spiteful, demeaning, misogynistic and wrong. If someone has a hateful belief then there are ways and means to call them on it without ungendering or misgendering them. I've been labelled as 'not womanly' because I'm a lesbian, because I do not wish to bear children, because I refuse to shave or slavishly follow some warped ideal of 'femininity'. But I am a woman, and that can't be taken from me. I'm no more or less womanly than the married housewife with 8 kids, or the butch-dyke darts player, or the MAAB femme with a penis and a penchant for crochet. Poverty and lack of resources or access to medical care do not make women unwomanly, just as make-up, jewellery or designer-label clothes don't make them more womanly.
The same goes for manhood.
There are so many beautiful, brilliant and creative ways to express our humanity, as many as there are people. Why label people, herd them into boxes, then lash out and hurt those who don't fit in those spaces? What's to fear? Why is it so confusing to think that not everybody follows the same paths through life? If you are so insecure in your own identity that somebody identifying in a way that you do not understand eems like a threat to you, then they're not the ones with the problem, you are. Manage your own life and relationships, stop interfering in how others manage theirs, and find your own path.
You don't have to blow out somebody elses candle to make yours burn more brightly.
current mood: irate
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| Thursday, June 4th, 2009
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12:19 am - Happy Birthday!
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| Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009
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6:00 pm - Damn
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Little Monster has been taken to hospital. She was fine, went off to nursery but after only 15 mins there they called to say she needed to see a doctor. They saw the Doc who told them she needed to go to the hospital. Temp was 39.5 and her groin and throat are swollen. Poor kid. They've had a really rough week, with her 'father' accusing Catherine of neglect and threatening to cut his maintenance in half, the bastard.
With any luck they won't keep her in. I'm really looking forward to seeing her tomorrow. I've got her a fabulously noisy toy mobile phone that looks like her Mam's, and will drive Simon up the wall! I have to get her a 'poorly present' as well. Who'd be an Auntie, eh?
Oh and Bug did have dropsy. He died last night. At least he didn't suffer. Not getting more, Mull's obviously a carrier of something, despite not getting it herself.
What a week. Lisa's dad still doing well, Si's in court tomorrow, my Dad's tests are scheduled for next week (I doubt it's anything serious, he's had cancer three times so hopefully he's running on good luck!) and Mama Toad's surgery is on Monday. Hopefully she won't get MRSA and septicaemia this time, and have a few heart attacks for good measure, because that was some seriously scary shit.
Stressed? Me? Nah...
current mood:  nervous
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| Wednesday, May 20th, 2009
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8:27 pm - I am wasted on them.
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So Toad's back from Turkey in one piece, and asks me to look up some replacement meds she was given by the pharmacist in Payallar. I found them on Wiki under 'cat and dog health', in France they're used in equines too. So I sent her a text saying "They're ok, but if you start to feel a bit hoarse, or rough in any way, let me know". She didn't get it. Why do I bother? Personally I thought it was genius!
Also, praise be to the Heavens for these lactase tablets. Without them I would not now be privy to the most insanely delicious thing I have ever tried, Cookie D'oh (dough - Simpsons-branded) flavoured Frijj. I ordered it by accident as the Tesco site said the current ltd. edition flavour was Vanillaaaaargh, which is also delicious. I was hesitant about trying this one but it is scrumptious.
current mood:  Alex Cabot-tastic heheh
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| Saturday, May 16th, 2009
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12:27 am - Eh?
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"You have been temporarily banned from accessing Livejournal. This may be because you are a bot or have accessed a page too quickly"*
QUICK? ME? Excuse me while I piss meself laughing.
*paraphrased
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| Tuesday, April 28th, 2009
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3:38 am - Cornified!
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Go here
When the page has loaded press up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, b, a,b,a, and enter.
Keep pressing enter to see more sparkly gay unicorns!
( UNICORNS! and shit )
current mood:  amused
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