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Whoever has the Ghost Chance voodoo doll right now, if they could give it a break, that would be nice.Ā I donāt want to share details, lest my family find this site, recognize those details, and realize itās meāright now, the last thing I need is a mass-shunning because Iām bi in a family of homophobes. Butā¦
Woozle. Our cat, Woozle. The little bag-obsessed orange garbage-baby. Our sweet, smelly, mouthy, single-braincell-bearing fur-son. That Woozle. We just found out heās incredibly sick, the kind of sick that creeps in without warning, may not even show, and will eventually end his life. Right now, heās still healthy and happy enough that his quality of life isnāt in question, but that could change without much notice. It could be a few years, or a few days, or who knows how long, but my little monster is terminally ill, and Iām a fucking mess right now. Weāre doing everything we can, but thereās not much we can do to begin with.
So. Yeah. Give your pets some cuddles for me. Iām probably going to go cry again because this fucking sucks.
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I occasionally spiked the canned food with tuna, my furbabies usually appreciated that!Ā
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Thanks, you two.Ā
Ā At our last checkup, we found out that Woozle managed to gain back some of the weight he lost,Ā and his blood levels were a little better.
Ā Along with the new medications, weāre adding a calorie-rich topper to his food to encourage him to eat, and if he finishes his breakfast, lunch, and dinner, he gets extra. So far, itās workingā¦but he also had a seizure a couple weeks ago and scared the shit out of us. (Heās never had a seizure before, so that came out of the blue.) All in all, heās taking more medication than my husband ever has; heās making progress and seems more like himself than he has in awhile.
Weāre keeping an eye on him and giving him lots of snuggles. Iāll give him butt-pats for yāall. š©·
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I can empathize entirely with the terror of seizures. She Who Is an Agent of Chaos has idiopathic epilepsy, so Iām more than passing familiar.
But the weight gain is good news, and getting back to more of his old self is even better. Give Woozle lots of butt-pats from us!
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No.Ā No.Ā HAY-ell to the no! Ā We have had enough fuckingĀ tornadoesĀ here for several lifetimes, and IāmĀ fed the fuck upĀ with them.Ā š¤¬
Yes. Tornado in 2011. Tornado several years ago. Tornado last month, and another last freakingĀ night. Yes. Last night.Ā My family, husband, and I are all safe, and I believe all our friends are safe. We didnāt live within the danger zone this time, but my PTSD was already kicking up over the season and impending trauma-versary. This? This is going to give me night terrors. Again. Canāt have Ghost go more than a month without dreaming about Cold dying a bloody, gruesome, tragic death in her arms, now can we? š Itās a good thing I put everything on hiatus because Iām barely able to function right now, and itās just gonna get worse.
If you see this post and you live in the United States, take this as your cue to go buy a weather radio and keep it on and stocked with batteries. The sirens in my hometown didnāt go off, and they werenāt sounded in another nearby town last month. Weather alerts on your phone wonāt go off if the cellular network fails, and you canāt count on hearing the sirens, and a tornado can happen anytime of the year, on any continent, given the right conditions. If youāre looking for volunteer opportunities, there are several communities that are going to need help over the next week or so.
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Seriously. Fuck tornadoes.
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Safe rooms were becoming more common for awhile, but more often than not, people wind up putting a trap door in to access the crawl space. Shelters elsewhere open for watches, and when I was a kid, we went to the basement even for severe thunderstorm warnings. That city has become so backwards itās embarrassing, and that was before they shut down the public transportation system.
In the alley, we tend to get desensitized to tornadoes happening in nearby communitiesāwe sometimes spend entire days under a tornado watch with nothing coming of itābut when you have one carving through your backyard, itās a different story. The news outlets, by the way, finally confirmed the one Monday night/Tuesday morningĀ as an an EF-1. It was nasty enough to bend billboard supports down to the ground, strip trees, wreck roofs, and fuck shit up, but weak enough for the damage to be relatively minimal. Today, I spent god only knows how long sitting on the floor in the closet shaking like a leaf, and it seems to have missed us.
The currentĀ outbreak, described in this news article,Ā has spawned over 60 tornadoes across several states since Monday. Iām trying to stay away from the news right now because itās traumatizing.Thanks for being patient right now. I know I sound like a broken record. PTSD sucks balls and it can just go straight to the pit.
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Donāt fret, itās perfectly good to be sending support hugs/vibes through the chat here, to give the morale support to our fellow AFFāers.Ā
My areaā¦ prone to the occasional hurricane, and itās big news when an EF-0 pops off shingles to a barn roof.Ā Your areaā¦Ā sounds like the pasttime is playing ping-pong with the EF-2/3 tornados in the game.
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Sending big hugs to Ghost and Cold and the furbabiesā¦Ā
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Itās never an easy decision to make, but Iāve had to make it: all my active stories are now officially on hiatus.Ā
Nothing (very) badās happened āĀ at least, this time around, nobody is dead, dying, or terminally ill. Lifeās just thrown us a curveball and Cold and I are even busier than usual. Most days, I barely have the energy to handle day-to-day work, let alone time and energy to write. Heck, I havenāt even gotten anything written on my most recent chapter of my novel in a few months now; thatās how crazy itās been lately. Since my fanfiction may not be updated anytime soon, I decided to head it off at the pass before readers start deciding Iām dead.
...yes. Thatās always a possibility, considering how infrequently I can update.
It sucks, but better to give myself permission to not write than continue to bludgeon the desktop with my head when my brain is too stress-fried to write.Ā On FFN and AO3, I put notes in my current stories, and updated the summaries of the stories that have fallen by the wayside. AFF frowns on authorās notes as chapters, so Iām not sure where to go beyond adding something to the summaries.
I hope the fanfiction writerās curse has missed more of yāall than itās hit, that spring is treating you well, and that this doesnāt last too many months. Now if any of yāall need me, Iāll be in my burrito-blanket mutteringĀ thereās no place like homeĀ andĀ fuck-this-shit-Iām-out.
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Itās hard to feel in the writing mood when so much is going on, and most of it is less than great.Ā I certainly know what thatās like.Ā Iām sure your creativity will return when things settle down again.
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@Desiderius PriceĀ that doesnāt typically work for me, unfortunately. I did, however, viciously tear up some invasive weeds earlier this week. That said, shit kinda hit the fan yesterday. It might take awhile to clean it all up.Ā
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@Ghost-of-a-ChanceĀ wish it didā¦ can be very gratifying to send a tornado to your characters, see how they cope with it
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So. Is it colder than a witchās cunt where yāall are, too? No? Just us? Muh-zurr-uhās done froze over, folks.Ā
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Been sitting in the -40s all week with the bloody north wind. Well my fault for being in Manisnowba.
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@manta2g Think you need two of theseā¦ at least.Ā
Andā¦ ā ā ā
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@manta2g, you do know that fully fifty percent of your fellow Canadians live well south of the 49th Parallel for a reason, donāt you?
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That moment when you keep hearing a soprano velociraptor playing one-sided Marco Polo out in the hallway and realize, oh, no, itās just the Velcro cat wailing pitifully because you locked him out of the office.Ā
Woozle. Because of course, itās Woozle. Never mind that I locked him out because I have cramps, a headache, and writerās block, and I donāt feel up to fending off his usual shenanigans. By Shenanigans, I mean shaking slobber everywhere, whining, trying to insinuate his fat butt between the desk and my rack, and trying to scale Mount Momās-Desk and causing a landslide.Kid, Mama needs to work! Stay in your box!
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Yāall, I couldnāt make this shit up if I tried. IāmĀ editing a new chapter of A New Lease on LifeĀ <500 words at a time with ProWritingAid, and the Readability checker gave me such a double take I heard my neck crack. I posted a screenshot on Tumblr because pics or it didnāt happen.
An (admittedly wordy) paragraph got a hard to read flag. Everything is spelled correctly, but it has several big words regarding language and its various parts and traits. You know. Words like consonants, syllables, dialects, and pronunciation.Ā Hard, however, seems excessive.
Right above this paragraph is one marked easy to read. The entire thing is written in (intentionally) misspelled Scots and Scots-Gaelic that gave the spelling and grammar checker a strokeā¦and itās easy to readā¦
ā¦whatā¦the actualā¦fuckā¦Ā
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While my husband fed the cats a moment ago, I squirted the younger oneās liquid medicine down his throat. Woozle, the little shit, let half the dose drip out of his mouth and roll down my shirt and shorts. I grumbled about itābecause that medicine stains, turns into tar, and smells like rotten fish a roadkillāand what did Cold say?
āWell. Pussy likes to dribble.ā
Ā IĀ marriedĀ this clown.Ā I married him.Ā (Heās not wrong, though.)
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Using AI to edit your smut can be so wild. ProWritingAid decided that this sentenceā¦
QuoteKaiāeāie is insatiableāravenous, breath-stealing, and covetousāand its expression is primal and passionate fucking.
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QuoteKaiāeāie is insatiableāravenous, breath-stealing, and covetousāand its expression is primal and passionate aboutĀ fucking.
I mean, sure, Iām as passionate about fucking as anyone, but that isnāt quite what I was going for there. I can only assume the algorithm assumed KaiāeāieĀ is a name rather than an emotion and that I was trying to make small talk instead of comparing two different emotional statesāKaiāeāieĀ versus miāleeāveezārelated to intimacy. (Kaiāeāieā:Ā combined from syllables from words meaningĀ love, say,Ā life, and bond; combined, theĀ meaning is, literally love said, life-bound, or figuratively,Ā without you, I die. The fictional people who created this word are apparently as dramatic as I can write them.Ā Miāleeāveez: the root words in their entirety and proper order mean my dream heart. Sappity-sap-sop, someone get a mop.)
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This is what I get for creating a fictional language for my novel.Ā šĀ J.R.R., youāre a horrible influence.