*curls up*

Jan. 27th, 2010 05:49 pm
leaveoutalltherest: (numb head down)
I am so, so fucking tired. Just, want-to-curl-up-and-sleep-for-a-week, tired. And I know it's not going to get any better any time soon.

Di had a stress test on her heart, something they scheduled after her a-fib event at New Year's. During the 'bubble test' (this thing they do with saline to make sure they can use the dye) before the echocardiogram, they found she had a hole in her heart, between the ventricles. She was told that it was no big deal, it happens more often than people think, and it wouldn't be an issue, but they couldn't use the dye.

Well, apparently, her primary care doc looked it over, spoke with a couple of cardiologists at the hospital where the clinic is at, and they've decided that yes, it is an issue and they're going to have to fix it.

She goes in the 3rd to see the cardiologist and find out when it's going to be done, and what exactly they're going to do. I guess it's going to be the procedure where they snake a line up through the artery in the groin and do some sort of patching thing with super-uber-tiny umbrellas.

(Yes, I'm totally going to play that damn Rihanna song before her surgery.)

Of course, it also means that it's that much longer before she can look for a job.

So, that means I keep working as many hours as I can to keep us afloat, and not get behind in my classes. (And I've already missed my first Environmental Biology class, because I didn't have gas money to put in the work car to get back and forth to campus.)

And I know that I've sucked on RP the last... several months, but I don't think people understand exactly what I do for a job. Yes, I clean houses, but that doesn't mean I just go in and dust a little and vacuum the floor. No, we clean. Floors are scrubbed on hands and knees. I climb up and down ladders to clean cabinets and shelves and ceiling fans. I vacuum. I scrub showers and toilets and baseboards. Sometimes we have to clean blinds and windows. And this isn't just one house. There are days when I clean four houses, all the same way. There are days when I come home and just collapse. I don't have the energy to play Sims 3, which I've loaded up exactly once since I bought it at Christmas, let alone work up the brain power for decent rp. Most days I come home, curl up to watch television and try to stay awake long enough to eat dinner, only to go to bed, get up at 6am and do it all over again.

So, whining over with now. I need to check on my dinner and hope that I can even get to my first job tomorrow, because we're calling for rain and I have to drive through four washes just get to the house.
leaveoutalltherest: (Ronon glare)
You know, I've dealt with some batshit fucking insane psychos during LJ rp. I've been traipsing around the funny land since, oh, 2003 now. Between five oh so fucking lovely skull-fucking, chaos-loving, can't-call-them-bitch-because-it's-an-insult-to-real-bitches, drama fucking whores, I damn near stepped away from RP for two years. Oh, they started out all nice and friendly, but by the time it was over with, I hated what my characters had turned into, hated rp in general and wanted nothing to fucking do with the scene.

2 FUCKING YEARS, PEOPLE.

So, fucking EXCUSE me for asking a friend to hold onto a pup until someone who got along with the group, someone who conceiveably could keep the character, *GASPSHOCK* IN CHARACTER, could be found to take him over. Because you know what? I LIKE playing my character. I LIKE the current group dynamic. I LIKE knowing that I'm not going to wake up one morning and find out that while I was asleep, my new rp buddy made a post about my character's PARTNER skullfucking someone to death in the gods bedamned catacombs. Fucking EXCUSE me for having a vested interest in who picks up my character's live-in lover.

And you know, doing this, quietly and in the manner we did, is a hell of a lot better than when some people pitching a fucking fit about canonmates showing up or doing something that may possibly in an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE effect their character in some way.

But really, if it's going to be that much of a problem to want to find someone before he's tossed back into the pool, then the mods should be the ones let me know and I'll seriously consider withdrawing from the comm.

...

May. 24th, 2009 07:11 pm
leaveoutalltherest: (Jen'd)
*eyes [livejournal.com profile] tinylegacies and goes digging though comics on hand and dling others*

I blame Jen. It's all Jen's fault.

And yes, I'll be using Taylor icons.

*petpets*

Apr. 3rd, 2007 04:44 pm
leaveoutalltherest: (Atlantis)
Tag to half of the pretty peoples.

Um, no tag to the other half, because I don't have anyone to tag them with. WE WILL HAVE TO RECTIFY THIS!!!!

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