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I call everyone "hon", "sweetie", "darlin'" - stuff like that. If you're a good friend, I also call you "love" - as in "Hey, love, what's up?" when greeting, say, dark_blade. Let's continue to use dark_blade as an example... I often refer to people as mine. "My Rin." Or xanadumalion - "my Mouse". Because they are my sweeties, you see. Regarding the use of "I love you" - it's platonic love unless stated otherwise. I love Rin. I love Mouse. Not in any romantic or even sexual way. I just love 'em, and I am wont to hug them and say that. More 'song etymology - "cupcake". If I call someone a cupcake, that means that I find them adorable and want to take them home and feed them cookies. So don't be surprised if you're a friend of mine and I greet you on the phone with, "Hey, cupcake!" It's a good thing. I am extremely verbally affectionate. That is all. I think.
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AdministrationHappy birthday to dancing_star, lupaloo, moonfire77, and wolfshaman! Happy *early* birthday to chiisaihito, nurrynur, ldy, off_coloratura, wylddancer, and rubberella! Hello to new readers azhure, corwinok, gothicdee, papaveraceae, paranoidgrl, talix18, tamsinj, and zbickz! Seriously, y'all. Not much porn here. :) Neurologist UpdateStill no callback. PackingQuestion: Do the rest of you pack toiletries neatly in little carry-cases intended for the purpose? Or do you, like me, adhere to the Ziploc bag principle of packing? My mom has the carry-cases. I do not. CalmingI'm mostly down from last night's freakout. Yes, I know I'll have a good time. :) Just - flailing a bit. I am Worst Case Scenario Lass. It's just that this is something I've been needing for a full third of my life - and something I thought I'd never get. Friending FrenzyThe Frenzy is still getting new bios! It's the Frenzy that never ends. It just goes on and on, my friends. Some people started commenting, not knowing what it was - and they'll continue commenting forever, just because. Yeah, I've earwormed myself now, too. I'm very sorry. WearingJeans, of course. Skintight black velvet top... one of the few things I saved from before the weight gain, that finally fits me again. Except... I failed to compensate for the larger breasts. So it's riding up a little around the waist, and I keep having to do the Picard maneuver. *Not* wearing my collar. I feel very naked without it. It set off alarms on Saturday when I was accompanying Elayna to the gate - and I'd rather not deal with any potential problems on that front when it's me getting on the plane. ReadingJust finished the new Liaden book, Balance of Trade (I still need Low Port and The Tomorrow Log). I miss Val Con! About to start Altered Carbon by Richard Morgan. Sci-fi noir - yum! PlanningWell, duh. You?
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Cute t-shirts. Panties. The jeans that fit me the bestest. What passes for "eveningwear" - the slinky polka-dot dress volta bought me, the slinky mesh separates I got at Anthropologie, the non-slinky sundress with the strawberries on it. Sunscreen. Sandals. Books - as if I'll have time to read. Notebooks - because I will make time to write. Bathing suits. I'm bringing a larger suitcase than normal as I'd be cutting it close with a carryon, and I know laundry takes up extra room, and I am likely to have a few souvenirs. I. Am. Fucking. Terrified. Going "home" for the first time in ten years. Probably for the last time. What if everything's different? I don't mean the tourist shit. What if everything's the same? What if I don't know my way around anymore? That's haunting me. What if what if? What if I see people I know? What if I don't? What if people remember me? What if they don't? What if I get overwhelmed? What if I feel nothing at all anymore?Got to keep breathing.
i am: panic
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* My bad-porn post has, through theferrett, spawned a webtoy. Go now! * Lunch with the fabulous thevault. Greasy food, catty comments, writerly conversation. Excellent eye candy. *blows kiss* * Max Barry, author of Jennifer Government, reviews a Mary Kate & Ashley book.* Friending Frenzy is still going strong. I have to say, my favorite part of the Frenzies is seeing the cool things you guys say about each other. I truly have the rockin'-est friends-list on LJ. * *dances aimlessly* EDIT: Called neurologist's office back. Receptionist for the department told me that she delivered the message already. Me: "Okay, it's just that I called yesterday morning, so I was wondering." Her: "No, no, I gave [my neuro]'s nurse the message." Personally, I'm skeptical, as I've never had to wait for more than a few hours to get a call back from my neuro's nurse. This may be a CYA situation. Who knows. But see, I called! murnkay, you can stop nagging me now. :P
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Man Charged With Chalupa Assault
DES MOINES, Iowa (AP) - A man who claimed he didn't get the taco he paid for has been charged with assault for allegedly pelting a Taco Bell clerk in the face with a chalupa.
Nancy Harrison told police she was working the drive-through Thursday night when Christopher Lame, 24, ordered some food.
He later came into the store, complaining he didn't get the taco he had ordered, police records say. Harrison said that when she asked for a receipt, he went back to his car and brought back the bag.
Harrison said she told him the store was closing, and as she turned away, a chalupa hit her in the face near her right eye. She said she ran into the parking lot and took down the license number as the motorist was driving away.
Lame was identified through the license number.
He is scheduled to appear in court June 15. ... ... ... you know... I have absolutely nothing I can possibly add to that. Thanks for the link, treadpath!
i am: wtf, dude?
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I am having mixed feelings about my weight loss. I was 135 when I was diagnosed, back in October. I'm 4'11" with a delicate frame... so this was very, *very* unhealthy for me! So when my medication made me too nauseous to eat much, I viewed weight loss as my silver lining. I decided that 100-105 would be an excellent weight for me, as I'd spent much of my adult life at 95 (85 pre-Elayna - and no, that's not a speedfeak weight, I was 75 when I was a tweaker). I've become addicted to the numbers falling on the scale. As I got down to 105, I figured I'd be stabilizing soon - and I feel that my weight loss did slow a bit. But then this past week, I dropped from 97 to 94.5. In one week. That's far, far too drastic. And add in my discovery that I'd been shedding overmuch, most likely due to the insanely rapid weight weight loss. These are Reasons For Concern, I daresay. But. I'm addicted to the fall of the numbers. I don't know how much it would hurt, emotionally, to start gaining weight again... being fat depressed me beyond the telling of it, and I know I'll freak right the hell out if I start gaining weight again. This 2.5 pounds in a week thing has got to stop. But I still have that poochy belly thing that needs to go away (no, it's not mamabelly; I lost that 6 months post-delivery). And the fat layer on my torso. My hips are handlebar-esque again, and I am in love with my bones. I hasten to add that I do not look unhealthy in the slightest! Seriously. People who know me in person can confirm this. This is a good weight for my body. It's just... too fast. No return call from the doctor. I'll call again after lunch. (Lunch date with thevault! Woo!) What I'm afraid of, doctorwise, is that between this and the constant dizzy spells, she'll want to switch my medication. I've said many a time that I can live with any number of side effects as long as I don't have any more seizures. If I switch meds... that means reducing my dosage gradually over the course of six weeks, and building the dose of the new medicine up for six weeks, until I'm at a level that might control my seizures. Three months seizure-prone to varying degrees. My seizures are stress-related. I'm getting married in October. Stress much? So if I switch meds, I risk having an extended period of time when seizures are not just possible, but extremely likely. If I don't tell my doctor... I won't have to switch meds. But then I have to worry about the body-in-shock thing all on my lonesome. *sigh* Yeah, I already left a message. And I'll call back after lunch. I'm just... mildly terrified right now.
i am: scared
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AdministrationHello to new readers earthlaughs, gypsyjade, taisidhe, thunderhammer, topographic, and returning reader kennfusion! Quote of the Night"If you take it up the ass, you are no longer a virgin." My kid brothereternalredneck came to LEWD last night! He hadn't met any of the attendees for more than a few minutes at karlita's so this was an excellent chance for my "kid brother" to expose himself to new people. Yes, that was intentional. I adore ER and don't see him near enough... PlansLunch with bheansidhe, packing, coffee with reprobayt. Got tomorrow's airport ride locked up - jet_li_wannabe is one of our grad students and therefore walks by my desk a dozen times a day, so it's easy to corner and threaten him if he does not obey my commands ply him with sweet entreaties. Current Musical ObsessionModest Mouse, "The World at Large". Speaks to the tumbleweed-girl in me. Poor yendi... he's hearing it a lot... FrenzyYesterday's Friending Frenzy is still getting new bios - do check back! Okay. I go now. I am, however, likely to come back and edit this as new random thoughts occur to me.
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"You not supposed to tell a guy you gonna kill him no more. I gotta tiptoe through the tulips with these assholes!" --Pappa Joe, Boondock SaintsI'm not supposed to tell the cute boy that I wanna kiss him. Not everybody operates on 'songlogic. *does a little dance* Don't worry. I didn't. Tell him. Or kiss him. *dances aimlessly* Longest. Day. Evar. Until tomorrow. And then the day after that. I still cannot believe I'm going "home" on Wednesday night. But. Anyway. Must refrain from telling the cute boys I wanna kiss them. Because anyway I can't. Master said. *pouts mightily* Behold, my pout is mighty! Oh please someone fast forward to 4:30 please now thank you. EDIT: In e-mail to Zan: "I wanna pump that boy like super unleaded." I don't know why these things come out of my mouth. I am not in control of this situation.
i am: fidgety
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AdministrationHappy birthday to chiara607, gentleeleos, princesslizabet, and scarletjezebel! Hello to new readers filius_draconi, ghost_light, joe_christ, melnotmeli, nuala, and returning reader elorie! If anyone else added me, let me know. The number flux has confuzzled me. Conversations with YendiMe, regarding volta: "He does sense-making things." Pause. "So I have no idea why he's with me." Him, regarding - well, me in general, but specifically nipple-tweaking: "You just treat life as a constant game of Calvinball." I love my man. I did a sense-making thing!I checked how much anti-seizure medication I had to see if I have enough for Vegas! And I don't, so I called in for a refill. It's the little things. I would generally have forgotten that. My brainmeats are working. Yay brainmeats! Hair, ReduxI was bemoaning the state of my hair - not just the thinning-to-normal-thickness, but the fact that it was so frizzy. Also, it's almost straight most of the time now, where it used to be curly. So I switched shampoos. I am all ringletty today. This pleases me. TranscriptionWorking on transferring all of the Shayara bits I wrote in my wmga notebook last month to my computer. 6,000+ words as of now. I apparently wrote a lot. That 6K doesn't include the porn. I'm not transcribing the porn. And hey, only half of the porn involves Capri (in icon). Go me! *blush*The security people at the airport were very amused by my collar. "Can you take off your necklace?" "Ummm - actually, it locks on. And I've left the key at home." "You know we'll have to search you, right." "Yeah..." *search* "So! I guess you never want to take that off, huh?" with a grin. "Heh. Yeah, it's... a thing..." (Elayna was standing right there.) "Uh- huh. Okay, go ahead," she grinned. Remind me to post about the flogger incident... Thank you, drive through.I'm too twittery to be coherent right now, so I'm going to shut up. For now. Y'all know that never lasts long.
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