pippychick

The very happiest of birthdays to the amazing pippychick! Love you, lass!    

Hectic, stressful and nonsensical… but that’s just my life atm. Now onto the election.

Everyone lost, but Labour won. Labour is not forming a government… yet. I predict another election by October, which Labour will win by a landslide. And when I say Labour, I mean socialist Labour. Bring it on!

Kensington is Labour! The richest people in the country voted for socialism! Also Canterbury, which Labour has never held, ever, is now red. New poll today shows the surge continuing, meaning Labour would win outright an election if it was held now.

Not sure what you guys make of it across the pond. There’s a good Irish contingent amongst you. Tories making deals with the DUP breaks the Good Friday agreement. This is awful. Remains to be seen how much damage May can cause negotiating with the EU, given that she shown herself to be utterly inept in every way. We’d be better off sending the Chuckle Brothers. “No deal is better than a bad deal”… wtf?! No deal means standard WTO tariffs for EU market access, which is 40% on agricultural goods. 

Had to put Grendel to sleep today.  He was a good old cat.

23^rd of March is 5 years since my dad died.  Sometimes that seems like so long ago, other times it seems like only yesterday.  At least I now know you never truly get over the death of a parent, no matter how much time passes.

So, my boy goes back to the vet yet again for a glucose curve on Monday.  Hopefully, the dosage worked out on Friday is the one that’ll work.  It has certainly made a marked difference in his overall behavior!  He’s doing things he hasn’t felt like doing for the last month!

Computer my computer back today but after 3 days of solid testing, they weren’t able to replicate the problem.  The only variable was that they used their on monitor rather than mine of course.  But if there’s a problem of some kind with my monitor then they clearly wouldn’t have found it.  I have a feeling the problem hasn’t gone away so now it’s waiting time to see if and when it does it again.  If it does then I’ll take the computer and monitor up and they can check things that way.  Damn this is frustrating and stressful.

So, took my second oldest of the old men cats in for his glucose testing to determine his insulin dosage.  He started losing massive amounts of weight about 3 ½ weeks ago, so we took him in last week for an initial appointment, which is when we found out he was diabetic.  He went from 26 pounds to 10.  Since his appointment last week, he lost another half pound.  My boy can’t afford to lose any more weight :(.   I hope this works, because if I don’t see big improvement over the next couple months, I’m going to end up having him put down so he doesn’t suffer

So, took my second oldest of the old men cats in for his glucose testing to determine his insulin dosage.  He started losing massive amounts of weight about 3 ½ weeks ago, so we took him in last week for an initial appointment, which is when we found out he was diabetic.  He went from 26 pounds to 10.  Since his appointment last week, he lost another half pound.  My boy can’t afford to lose any more weight :(.   I hope this works, because if I don’t see big improvement over the next couple months, I’m going to end up having him put down so he doesn’t suffer

So, took my second oldest of the old men cats in for his glucose testing to determine his insulin dosage.  He started losing massive amounts of weight about 3 ½ weeks ago, so we took him in last week for an initial appointment, which is when we found out he was diabetic.  He went from 26 pounds to 10.  Since his appointment last week, he lost another half pound.  My boy can’t afford to lose any more weight :(.   I hope this works, because if I don’t see big improvement over the next couple months, I’m going to end up having him put down so he doesn’t suffer

Well it seems like all the stress and extended working hours do take a toll after all, and the upshot of it all is that now I'm really not very well. And I still have lots of hours to work this week.

I may be MIA for an extended period of time.

I'm afraid to say I haven't been writing anything either – not a sausage – so updates to my stories are on indefinite hold for now. Sorry about that.

Now, while I can, I am going back to bed.

Well it seems like all the stress and extended working hours do take a toll after all, and the upshot of it all is that now I'm really not very well. And I still have lots of hours to work this week.

I may be MIA for an extended period of time.

I'm afraid to say I haven't been writing anything either – not a sausage – so updates to my stories are on indefinite hold for now. Sorry about that.

Now, while I can, I am going back to bed.

Well it seems like all the stress and extended working hours do take a toll after all, and the upshot of it all is that now I'm really not very well. And I still have lots of hours to work this week.

I may be MIA for an extended period of time.

I'm afraid to say I haven't been writing anything either – not a sausage – so updates to my stories are on indefinite hold for now. Sorry about that.

Now, while I can, I am going back to bed.

Well it seems like all the stress and extended working hours do take a toll after all, and the upshot of it all is that now I'm really not very well. And I still have lots of hours to work this week.

I may be MIA for an extended period of time.

I'm afraid to say I haven't been writing anything either – not a sausage – so updates to my stories are on indefinite hold for now. Sorry about that.

Now, while I can, I am going back to bed.

So very glad my work week is over, for a day.  hahahah.  And now I have the fecking flu.

I want to write. Soooo bad. But I’m in one of those funks where I feel like everything I touch is pointless, even if I know it’s going well. The frustration of it has become a irate buzzing at the tips of my nerves. My skin is crawling, my spine and shoulders feel primed to crack. My typing fingers itch and the words in my head yearn to alleviate them, but every little distraction echoes through my head loud and painful like a gunshot. 

I just want to scream or break shit or cry, but I can’t do those, so emoting all over my profile was the next best thing. I know what’s causing this, but knowledge apparently isn’t a cure. Damnit. 

I want to write. Soooo bad. But I’m in one of those funks where I feel like everything I touch is pointless, even if I know it’s going well. The frustration of it has become a irate buzzing at the tips of my nerves. My skin is crawling, my spine and shoulders feel primed to crack. My typing fingers itch and the words in my head yearn to alleviate them, but every little distraction echoes through my head loud and painful like a gunshot. 

I just want to scream or break shit or cry, but I can’t do those, so emoting all over my profile was the next best thing. I know what’s causing this, but knowledge apparently isn’t a cure. Damnit. 

Oh, sod it.. I am back! Kind of… as work permits.

No, I haven’t written anything, but I miss being able to post status updates, which technically should count.

Warning: personal politics

So… this week. The only thing sadder than Trump still being President of the USA, is Tony Blair, war criminal, telling a group of people with cameras pointed at him that if only the British people rise up against Brexit, the government will have to listen to them.

That’s a little optimistic of him. Why, I seem to remember… it must be nearly fifteen years back, when a million people “rose up” to say: “Please don’t kill innocent Iraqi children, Mr. Blair!” And at the exact same time as we gathered in Hyde Park, Tony Blair was explaining to parliament why he would be completely ignoring us.

He also talked a bit about ‘direction of travel’ with regard to Brexit. Direction of travel, aided in part by him, is why we are in this mess. In some ways, direction of travel, aided in part by democratic presidencies, is why we are all in this mess. Direction of travel can be directly illustrated by the ever-widening gap between the rich and the poor, that these generations (from mine onwards) are less well off than their parents, the rise in street homelessness, the breakdown in social care, charging for doctors’ appointments, the americans who had their homes repossessed and could not possibly be bailed out for a few thousand (or even a few hundred), while the bankers who caused the misery got billions… and billions. I could go on… and on.

Back to Blair, it’s almost as if he paid someone to find as many ironies as possible for him to add into his speech, though we shouldn’t expect anything less from a man who was somehow – inexplicably – made middle east peace envoy despite causing unimaginable terror and suffering there. This is on par with making Trump a leader on women’s issues, or electing him a spokesperson for an alliance against police violence towards minorities.

Yes, I do believe Trump and Brexit are part of the same phenomenon. I’ve got to. I’m no fan of Brexit, I voted remain, but as I listen to Blair and I watch the insincere wringing of his hands, I almost hope it happens. Just to spite him. Just because it will force people to either wake up or drift further into the nightmare we’re all heading towards. I’m in the bottom third (and probably in the bottom third of that). I’ve got nothing to lose except everything, and if things stay the way they are – if the direction of travel continues – I’ll lose everything anyway.    Right there. That’s exactly the sentiment that got Trump elected. It’s the sentiment that will see us leave the EU. I hope it’s not the sentiment that puts us (as I predicted a few months ago) on the wrong side of the next war in Europe.

People of Britain and the US, please, do wake up. You can be anti-establishment without being anti-humanity. It’s not hard at all. It’s as easy as putting yourself in someone else’s place and deciding you’ll stand with them. We’ve evolved for this.

Quite apart from all that, I don’t think the establishment mind Trump or Brexit at all, for all that people wish it. It kind of leads me to think they’re happy to use those things, as if the people have chosen their own diversion in a brand new game of misdirection, which leads to just one question…

What the hell are they trying to make off with this time?

So…  Warning rant ahead…

Perhaps I am quite close to the written material I have up.  Perhaps I’m just stubborn…  Pigheaded…  Wouldn’t be the worst thing I’ve been called…  And I’m willing to take some fair concrit when it comes to the stories, even the ones I am most proud of…  The latest review that I received for Blood and Honour was neither concrit nor supportive, in my belief.

I read the entire chapter before I review, before I form an opinion.  Being told, off the bat, that you did not read the entire chapter, thus forming your opinion from half...a quarter, I feel renders anything said not necessarily invalid, but also pointless in ‘constructive’ criticism – and I use ‘constructive loosely here (especially when a comment made is that ‘it would be more ‘readable”).  I’m not sure how four people can be confusing, nor can I understand how, and I will be exact here, one can be confused with four given names, three nicknames associated with those given names (Ie. Max – Maximilian, Fritz – Friedrich, Matti – Matilde), and two surnames.  As for feelings and emotional responses; I’m sorry that it doesn’t beat you over the bloody head with each and every sentence referring to how ‘utterly awesome’ the other one is while otherwise leaving a vacant slot where the MC is.  This one is not supposed to start happy, is not supposed to be cheerful and happy, this is supposed to be a dark start, a bleak future cast. 

Perhaps because of my closeness and pride for Blood and Honour, maybe it’s not as bad as I think, but to me, this review was not constructive, this felt like full on criticism and, at some points, quite mean spirited.

End of rant.

Sorry…  Just need to bitch and complain, but didn’t want to clutter the forums with things.

So…  Warning rant ahead…

Perhaps I am quite close to the written material I have up.  Perhaps I’m just stubborn…  Pigheaded…  Wouldn’t be the worst thing I’ve been called…  And I’m willing to take some fair concrit when it comes to the stories, even the ones I am most proud of…  The latest review that I received for Blood and Honour was neither concrit nor supportive, in my belief.

I read the entire chapter before I review, before I form an opinion.  Being told, off the bat, that you did not read the entire chapter, thus forming your opinion from half...a quarter, I feel renders anything said not necessarily invalid, but also pointless in ‘constructive’ criticism – and I use ‘constructive loosely here (especially when a comment made is that ‘it would be more ‘readable”).  I’m not sure how four people can be confusing, nor can I understand how, and I will be exact here, one can be confused with four given names, three nicknames associated with those given names (Ie. Max – Maximilian, Fritz – Friedrich, Matti – Matilde), and two surnames.  As for feelings and emotional responses; I’m sorry that it doesn’t beat you over the bloody head with each and every sentence referring to how ‘utterly awesome’ the other one is while otherwise leaving a vacant slot where the MC is.  This one is not supposed to start happy, is not supposed to be cheerful and happy, this is supposed to be a dark start, a bleak future cast. 

Perhaps because of my closeness and pride for Blood and Honour, maybe it’s not as bad as I think, but to me, this review was not constructive, this felt like full on criticism and, at some points, quite mean spirited.

End of rant.

Sorry…  Just need to bitch and complain, but didn’t want to clutter the forums with things.

Yesterday, of the top 15 hottest places on earth, all 15 were in Australia.  Yippee…

Yesterday, of the top 15 hottest places on earth, all 15 were in Australia.  Yippee…

Yesterday, of the top 15 hottest places on earth, all 15 were in Australia.  Yippee…

As the UK government ends a scheme requiring us to take in vulnerable unaccompanied Syrian children trapped in Europe, this quote now seems apt on both sides of the atlantic…

“The way a government treats refugees is very instructive because it shows you how they would treat the rest of us if they thought they could get away with it.”

Tony Benn

As the UK government ends a scheme requiring us to take in vulnerable unaccompanied Syrian children trapped in Europe, this quote now seems apt on both sides of the atlantic…

“The way a government treats refugees is very instructive because it shows you how they would treat the rest of us if they thought they could get away with it.”

Tony Benn

113F today, 115 at least tomorrow, the same the next day.  This without A/C.  I just hope it doesn’t kill mum.