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Head count

Mon, 03 Aug 2009 04:32:58 GMT

Alright. Who is going to GenCon?

Gamer Down

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 16:59:40 GMT

My dear friend Thomas "Tadd" Davis passed away June 4, 2009 at 5:50 p.m. EST after a two week battle with massive heart problems.

I met Tadd when I met my husband, Roger. They had been friends since they met in junior high school in West Lafayette, IN. I liked him from the first moment I met him at Roger's apartment. He made me feel like one of the group, not just Roger's girlfriend that happened to be there playing games. I don't think I ever told him how much it meant to me. We always had a great time when he would come to our house for the weekend, even if it was just planning the next convention. We often got him laughing so hard he looked like he was crying, which made us all laugh even more.

He loved his work as a network admin for the Historic Landmarks Foundation of Indiana, but he especially loved gaming with his friends. He spent most of his time at gaming conventions running games and making sure everyone else had a good time. When he was particularly stressed, I'd give him a shoulder massage. He'd repay the favor by giving me shoulder scratches. I'll really miss him at the next convention.

My favorite picture of him will always be from our wedding. He was one of the groomsmen and, I must say, looked dashing in his outfit of brown leather and tights. He's the one on the far left: http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c78/SnowMayWedding/snowwedding3270.jpg

He was always there for his friends. We were always there for him.

If there is an afterlife, I'm sure he knows that we love him.

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 05:00:38 GMT

03:26 Made it to Indianapolis in one piece. Now comes the readjustment of the sleeping schedule to something resembling what everyone else does.
08:40 Do tweens have to keep their radio on ALL night? Good gods, I need more than 4 hours of fitful sleep. Guess that's what eye makeup is for.

Tue, 02 Jun 2009 05:00:25 GMT

23:42 I am grateful for friends who make sure I don't go any more crazy than I already am.

Mon, 25 May 2009 05:00:18 GMT

04:02 I mourn the death of Seraph, my ball python. After months of refusing to eat, he finally passed away 30 minutes ago. I really hate this.

The okcupid post

Thu, 21 May 2009 20:47:42 GMT

Here's the okcupid post I made the other day:

I received this message in my inbox:

"im *** i woud really be interested in talking to u and getting to know u see where it goes well email me back or add me to yahoo or aim ***."

Seriously? He read through my *entire* profile and thought that message would make me want to message him back?

I sometimes wonder what people are thinking, if they do at all.

(name and Yahoo ID removed)

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My original assumption was that this was spam of some sort. If it wasn't, it was even worse. Shortly afterwards, I get IMed by someone who was very pissed off about the whole thing. Here's the convo, with [stranger] in place of his real okcupid ID:

[stranger]:Wow.
[me]:Yes?
[stranger]:What an incredibly shitty thing to do.
[stranger]:What an incredibly cruel thing to do.
[stranger]:Does your boyfriend slap you around or some shit?
[stranger]:Husband, whatever he is.
[me]:No. My post was a warning to idiots.
[stranger]:No, no they aren't.
[stranger]:They're you using the internet to be a cunt to complete strangers without fear of retribution.
[stranger]:That's the beginning and the end of what they are
[stranger]:Don't try to rationalize this like you're anything less than some fat net chick working her bag out on some guy who is putting himself out there.
[me]:I omitted his name and Yahoo ID. Jeebus.
[stranger]:So the fuck what/
[stranger]:You think he's going to be any less ashamed when he reads that?
[stranger]:You think he deserves emotional punishment for that shit?
[stranger]:Really?
[stranger]:is that how fucked up you are?
[stranger]:Some poor ass deserves to what, be publicly shamed because he didn't read your profile right?
[stranger]:Like you're some kind of hot shit?
[me]:Yes, I am. Any intelligent person who has read the profile should know that sort of message will not get a serious answer. Frankly, I'm tired of seeing them in my inbox.
[stranger]:No, you're not hot shit.
[stranger]:I've seen your pics.
[stranger]:you ain't hot shit lady.
[stranger]:You're internet cute at best.
[stranger]:Which means outside your door
[me]:Not to you, no.
[stranger]:you ain't nothing but a fat chick with a fucked up sense of entitlement.
[stranger]:But what i said was true.
[stranger]:Glad you came clean.
[stranger]:You were feeling bitchy.
[stranger]:So you decided to victimize someone.
[stranger]:Little better than when a guy beats the fuck out of some chick because she didn't make his sandwich right or get his beer fast enough.
[me]:I don't require victims to feel better about myself. If that wasn’t spam, he’s still an idiot.
[stranger]:Right, you just make them.
[stranger]:Listen, we're both entirely aware of your... quality, despite your fucked up little mask.
[me]:Mask?
[stranger]:<insert link to one of my pics here>
[stranger]:That's an ugly girl.
[stranger]:That's a genuinely ugly girl.
[stranger]:Not like a sort of ugly girl.
[stranger]:Unfortunately, you're ugly inside and out... which is something of an achievement. Tells me, at the very least, you've been online for a long long time.
[stranger]:I'm done here.

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After that, I just laughed.

Tue, 19 May 2009 05:00:34 GMT

17:59 just got chewed out for an okcupid journal post. *laughing*

Fri, 15 May 2009 05:00:36 GMT

05:15 I have come to the realization that my husband will never be romantic, even after hitting him repeatedly with a clue by four.

Wed, 13 May 2009 05:00:44 GMT

07:33 7:30 in the morning and I still can't sleep. Damned nightmares have to go. Soon.

Fri, 08 May 2009 05:01:00 GMT

06:45 KHAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

Thu, 07 May 2009 05:00:30 GMT

04:21 In my next incarnation, I want to meet and fall in love with someone almost exactly like Colin Firth.

Tue, 05 May 2009 05:00:44 GMT

17:54 Favorite quote from last week: "If I lick it, it's mine."

Sun, 03 May 2009 05:00:19 GMT

20:12 Gotta love my friends - good homemade food, kinky conversation, and Jonathan Coulton.

Fri, 24 Apr 2009 05:00:40 GMT

15:39 I'm grateful I have working legs, even if they do hurt like hell.

Sat, 18 Apr 2009 05:00:34 GMT

01:55 is quickly developing a crush on Terry Schappert. Mmm...military eye candy.

Wed, 01 Apr 2009 05:00:31 GMT

11:39 I'm somewhat dreading physical therapy today. I know I need to do it, but it will hurt.
20:25 Physical therapy hurts. Thank goodness for ibuprofen and ice.

I will take on the world!

Fri, 27 Mar 2009 22:05:35 GMT

At the beginning of my last physical therapy session, I was told to walk without my crutches. The therapist looked at me walking and said that it seemed as if my quadriceps were very weak. When I went on the table to do exercises, he noticed they were actually strong. I had a mental block; I was so scared that I was going to hurt myself that I was treating my left knee too gently. I simply wasn't using the muscles.

After spending all morning trying to walk, I finally broke through that mental barrier. I can walk semi-normally. I even took Abby for a mini-walk around the block. She could probably run for 10 miles and not work up a sweat, but I wanted to see if I could do it. Not only can I walk, but I can walk without turning my feet out. For someone with no arches, that's an accomplishment.

The day only got better from there. The data cable for my old cell phone arrived in the mail. I had just enough battery to get all the pictures off of it that I wanted. YAY!

I lost 15 pounds while in recovery at my mother's house. I just weighed myself and I lost another 5 since coming home.

Come at me, world. I can take it. :)

Thu, 26 Mar 2009 05:00:29 GMT

21:28 I'm wondering if a refurbished Dyson Animal is worth buying. I'm sick and tired of my Hoover Windtunnel and the constant belt replacement.

Don't leave me!

Wed, 25 Mar 2009 16:38:51 GMT

I have an adorable, sweet chocolate lab named Abby Normal. I apparently named her correctly.

The problem: She has separation anxiety. If she is in a new environment and I am with her, she's okay with it. When I leave, she starts barking and then destroying things. While I was at my mother's house, we would stake her out in the yard on a 20-foot line. If she couldn't reach me, she pulled so hard she wore patches of fur off the front of her neck. If we let her roam free, she'd be 3 houses away in no time (and nothing I could do short of going to get her would bring her back). As long as she can get back to me under her own power, she feels fine. If she knows she can't get to me, she freaks.

I called upon my friend Rachel to help me out last August during GenCon. She and her husband took care of Abby while we were out of town, something for which I was truly grateful. That week, they put Abby in a crate while they went away for a few hours. She barked so loud and so long, the neighbor called the police and they had to pay a fine. I didn't find out about this until later, but it made me feel awful. I had no idea Abby was that bad.

I can't leave her with friends anymore. I can't take her with us to South Bend. I can't leave her in a kennel for a week, knowing that she's freaking out. There is a really nice place close by that lets her out to play with other dogs during the day (it's a kennel and daycare). It costs $45/night, something we can't pay all the time.

In an ideal world, I would be able to leave her with friends and they would be happy to take her for a week since she's such a good dog. Right now, in the real world, I'm just not sure how to make that happen.

Any help would be appreciated.

Mon, 23 Mar 2009 05:00:24 GMT

03:04 Why am I getting headaches now that my fever is over? #

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Sun, 22 Mar 2009 05:00:14 GMT

23:24 I have a shiny new purple Samsung Rant. I lurv it. #

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Recovery

Mon, 16 Mar 2009 02:17:46 GMT

I go back home to the Chicago area on Tuesday. I'm sure I'll miss my family here in southern Indiana, but I can't wait to get back. I like the familiar things about my house such as the utter lack of anything religious, the warm snuggles of my cat Fluffy, access to all my favorite cable shows, complete lack of failed marriage drama, and all the assorted geekery. Most of all, I miss my husband. Not having someone there that gets where my mind is at and why it is there has been truly awful. It's not like I can turn to my mother and say "Wow...that girl in the supermarket line would look fabulous in armbinders!" I really miss my friends back home.

There are things here that I will miss, too. In the mornings, my nephew Daniel will walk out of his bedroom wrapped in his blanket, anxious to see what new and fun things he can do with the people in the house that day. I'll miss being able to get really good hugs from my mom and hanging out with my sisters. Also, the comfort food is a nifty bonus.

My physical therapy has been very successful. My orthopedist asked the physical therapist a few days ago if I was bending my knee 90 degrees yet. He was amazed to find out that I'm back to my full range of movement - 124 degrees. I still can't put weight on my left leg, but we'll see how the next orthopedist appointment on Wednesday goes. So far, things are great. My arm strength has improved so much I can now wheel myself around most places without getting tired. I feel pretty confident that I can get around my house enough to take care of myself now, so everyone can stop worrying. :)

I will make a full post on Whosyercon when the memories come back. There's a good chunk of Saturday night missing from my memory.

Have fun, be well.

Tweets for Today

Sat, 28 Feb 2009 06:00:27 GMT

00:32 I'm feeling a bit trapped here. I really need to get out and do something. #

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Tweets for Today

Wed, 18 Feb 2009 06:00:29 GMT

18:15 I taught Abby a new trick today and finally got my 2.5 year old nephew to call my mother a silly human. She was not amused. #

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Thu, 12 Feb 2009 23:21:36 GMT

17:58 I'm running home to my mommy. #

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