28
September

Be Sure To Visit Me in the Pokey

My court date is finally upon us. In about 6 hours, I will have to be in court. Of course, my “trial” won’t be until after they go through all of the other municipal court business. I never did get a lawyer or any legal help of of any type, so I could be screwed. I kinda felt that it wouldn’t do any good. I could be wrong, and if I am, then I guess I’m even more screwed than I should be.

I don’t want to be pessimistic about what will happen, but let’s face it, there’s just one way this will all end up. I’ll be guilty, even if I’m not. The municipal court is set up to make money for the city, so it won’t matter that my yard has been mowed multiple times since the letter that said I was in violation. It won’t matter that there are pictures to prove this. In fact, any pictures that I show will probably be challenged by the city because the employees of the city must be more honest than a citizen who repeatedly violates the grass ordinance.

So, I guess the only hope that I can have is for the fine (plus court costs) not to be too hefty and to not get a jail sentence, which I could technically get. Ugh. I hate this whole situation.

I have a feeling that I am probably the most pessimistic member of my family when it comes to this case, but I don’t see any reason to be really optimistic about it. The way that the last few appearances have gone down has proven to me that my fate has already been set in stone. So, I guess I just have to take my lumps.

On the off chance that I do actually get jailed, I thought I’d mention that Molly has to go in on Thursday for surgery to remove the tumor on her hip. I hope that she’ll be okay. I’m probably more worried about her than I am about myself, which is good. As long as I can focus my anxiety and tears on her, then I won’t feel so self-centered or entrenched in this whole situation. Send some positive thoughts her way, please.

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21
September

You Don’t Know a Thing About Me

In a little over a week, I will be back in court. Even though I know that the city was lying in court back in July about the grass, I am still very, very nervous. Since, according to one of my cousins, Municipal Courts are basically set up to be revenue sources for the city, it is unlikely that I will be found not guilty. So, I will be told that I have to pay between $200 and $500, plus court costs, and I could go to jail for “not more than 30 days” for the violations.

I don’t have that money. I will not have that money anytime in the near future, but it will still be expected of me. And when I tell the judge that I’m on a fixed income, he’ll suggest two months. If I tell him that two months won’t do a damn bit of good (in a nicer tone, of course), he will say that that doesn’t really matter. I guess once you’ve been a lawyer long enough to be a judge that you don’t really understand the idea of having less than $500 a month in income coming in.

And while I’m dealing with all of this court crap, I’m also dealing with all the stupid family drama. My mom and I got into a really big argument the other night. She threatened to call DHR on me, which I told her that she could go ahead and do. She started saying how they would move her out and suggesting I would go to jail.

I love how my mom’s memory is so great that she remembers that DHR said that she could be moved out of the house if conditions weren’t good enough for her care, but she didn’t remember that the social worker told her in the same breath that I could also be removed from this house if conditions were not good enough for my care. Of course, my mom’s always been good with the revisionist memory when it could suit her.

My mom and I got into the massive argument, which had basically been brewing for weeks now, because she wanted me to take garbage out. She was demanding that it out right that moment. It was about one o’clock in the morning. I don’t live in a really bad part of town, but I didn’t want to go outside by myself in the middle of the night. I told her that I would do it later, which wasn’t good enough for her. So, I took it out. She and started bitching back and forth at one another, which led to me telling her that I some point she needs to learn to get up off her couch and start getting her water and her food for herself from time to time. This fight occurred after two straight nights of being awakened twice to bring her water and food and being ordered to get my father up because she couldn’t walk five more feet from the bathroom to the door to the bedroom. (She can walk to the bathroom most of the time, and that day was no exception to that ability.)

During the fight, she went from claiming that she had fallen the night before to basically admitting that she’d just stumbled. (Bouts of stumbling are regularly classified as falls from her.) I tried to get her to understand that she isn’t the only person prone to falling, and that when I fall, I generally hit the ground. She was then trying to explain how she just can’t walk and she just can’t go back to physical therapy and she just can’t get the doctors to understand that she has problems with things like her memory or her ability to get around. I have a feeling that if they aren’t understanding that she “can’t” do these things or that she’s having trouble with things that it is probably because she is not telling them things properly. She is probably telling them something that she thinks that they expect her to say. She does this on the phone with people and I’ve seen her sit back and let doctors think that nothing is wrong with her. Regardless of what she says, I think she does enjoy having things done for her. And I don’t mind doing things for her if she absolutely cannot do them, but I have a feeling that she can do more than she lets on. I also have a feeling that she doesn’t completely grasp just how difficult she has been, as of late.

I know that she thinks that I whine too much or that I’m lazy. I know that both of my parents think that. I know that friends that I know both online and offline think that, too. And I guess that maybe I am lazy. Maybe two years of being on what seems like an endless shift of care-taking (i.e. fetching things for my mom, sleeping in the living room so that if she needs me I will hear her, sacrificing sleep so that I can make sure that I do actually hear her if she needs me, standing around fixing food and water in the way that she likes, hearing how I’m doing something wrong, hearing how I don’t get things to her quickly enough, and taking care of almost anything she asks me to do, and some things that she doesn’t) has worn me out. Half the time, I feel so damn exhausted that I think that if I died it might actually be a good thing. I have given up on ever having a life. I have done a lot of that for my mom. I could still be hanging out with my church “friends” and doing things that they liked doing (not that I really enjoyed them that much) but every time I try to get away, it seems like I get to go through a guilt trip. Hell, I get guilt trips even when I’m here all the time. I am tired. I am really tired. And I was so tired the other night that I told my mother, among other things, that maybe she should move in with my aunt–her sister, aka the one who won’t talk to me. (This is also the aunt that my mother has recently begun waxing poetically about how perfect she is and how wonderful she is, even though the total contact that her sister has truly initiated in the last 2 years was a Get Well Soon card.)

I guess I have to accept that this is my life. Misery is apparently my destiny, so I guess I should just get accustomed to it. And in case you’re wondering what the fight with mom and the court stuff have to do with one another: I am often reminded that this house, though it is in my name legally and though I can be fined and imprisoned for things related to it, doesn’t belong to me. I am a guest here. And sometimes I really feel like I am definitely unwanted.

I could probably bring it up in therapy, and the therapist would probably suggest I move into low-income housing. This would lead to another fight, my self-esteem tumbling even more, and absolutely no good coming out of it. I can’t go back to school. Even if I could focus, there is no way that I could ever pay for it. So, I’ve got to figure out how to get out of this damn house and out of all of this unhealthy shit before I go off the deep end.

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10
August

I Want My A/C

My family has been enduring one of those things that could break a lot of people.  August in Alabama with no air conditioning.  That might not seem so bad if you live in one of those oddball places where summer temperatures never get over 80°F, but in Alabama, even in the northern parts, August is known as one of the most brutal months of the year.  It is always hot, and it is usually humid.  Right now, at 8:49PM, with the sun having been down an hour, the temperature outside is almost 83°F.  That 83° is about 20° cooler than it is inside my house.

The last window air conditioner that had a working compressor quit doing anything more than blowing air about 3 days ago.  Before that, it had been making this God-awful sound for a few weeks.  My mom called a handyman to see if they could install a “new” one (one that was purchased a while back, but never installed) and they said that they could for $200.  Since our family lacks the ability to pay that $200, we’re not getting an air conditioner put in.  We would ask for help from the church, but as I’m sure I’ve mentioned before, we wouldn’t expect anyone to actually end up helping.  My mom tried asking CASA if they could do it, but apparently that is yet another community outreach project that they “no longer do” because of lack of volunteers.

So, we sit in the heat.  We go through all of the ice that is made and use up the ice packs fairly quickly every day.  It isn’t really a pleasant experience. It’s made even more unpleasant by my overheating issues and the fact that I can’t seem to eat anything that is above (normal) room temperature while it is so hot.  Basically, I get to have water and crackers all day.  Fun, right?

I’m hoping it either cools off soon, which would be a miracle, or we find someone who can help us get a window unit in.  We don’t have a central unit because it never worked for more than a few months at a time.  So, as a kid, it was getting fixed every single summer.  I’m almost tempted to call my Nana and ask her if I can please come stay at her house, where there’s A/C.  Of course, that house has no internet and very few channels on the television.  I would get to read and to sleep, and that’s about it.  Of course, I would get to do it with cool air blowing on me.  That might be worth missing the internet and television.

Ugh.  Just found out that I might get to participate in yearly (or more often) drug testing because I happen to receive Medicaid.  Apparently, I might be one of those people who does drugs.  Oddly, according to the bill, if I were a resident of the penal system (prison), then I wouldn’t have to have the test.  Apparently, prisoners who receive health care from the state aren’t likely to be on drugs, which is nuts since, in some prison systems, around 1000 incidents involving drugs occur every single year.  I know you can’t keep prisoners from receiving health care, but it seems like proposing taking away their health care if they got caught with drugs would help the state’s finances more than doing drug tests on every person who doesn’t reside in a facility for criminals, the mentally ill, or the elderly.  So, I get to have the tests done in order to keep my insurance. Not to worry, there were more dumb bills introduced to the state legislature this session.

Oh, I’m curious about something. I’ve noticed that there is a repeat reader to the site (actually to more than one) from Guntersville and Albertville.  Now, that wouldn’t set off any alarm bells expect that they seem to use the search function on here.  They also seem to come on a weekly basis, so it is making me a little worried.  I’m thinking that it is a particular family member checking up on me on behalf of a certain relative, or it might be a friend of that relative.  Anyway, if it is anyone from my family or checking for my aunt, cousin-in-law, cousin, etc., then I would like to say something to them (and you can tell them to visit the site, since their IP addresses are no longer blocked and hasn’t been for a few months now):

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7
July

Not Once, But Twice

I got a summons yesterday that I have to appear before a judge over my grass again.  We had gotten a notice to have it cut by June 21.  We did get it cut by then.  Of course, the inspector for the Community Development office came by almost a week later and determined that we didn’t.  It’s odd that it took him a week after the deadline to determine our grass was overgrown, especially since the week before he sent a notice that we needed to clean off our porch.  There were 2 dining room chairs on the porch (listed as “indoor furniture”), some pieces of wood (listed as “scrap”, I think), and a portable ramp (so when my mom has been in a wheelchair, she can get in the house), which was listed as an automobile ramp.  It seems odd that he decided to wait that extra week to write the criminal complaint, especially when I know he’d come by before then.

My mom went to the hospital on the 26th of June.  The guy came by to check the grass on the 27th.  She said that the day she went to the hospital, the grass wasn’t even over 6 inches.  That would mean that in a 24-hour time period, when I don’t think there was any major rainfall, the grass grew more than 2″, developed “wingy and downy” seeds, and became unsightly.  That seems odd.

It also seems weird that we’ve gotten this message after 1.) having the lawn mowed and 2.) after my father had made a phone call to their office to question why we were being written up for things that had been on the porch for over a year and (with the ramp) were being used to help a disabled person get into her home.  It seems like maybe this was there way of giving us a hard time over him protesting the ramp’s write-up.  It also frustrates me that they do this to  us every year.  I don’t know of anyone else who gets reported for their tall grass, and other people do have tall grass (sometimes taller than ours) in this neighborhood.

When I went to court last year, even knowing that others in the neighborhood had grass that was high, I saw no one from our neighborhood that was in court over their yards. This whole thing is frustrating and pisses me off.  I do not want to have to plea guilty to something I know that I am not guilty of.  I also do not want to have to pay hundreds of dollars to the city, because I know that if I go to trial over it that they will still end up getting the money, because they don’t think our yard looks right.

Last night, Aidan and Stacey recommended that we have some middle school age kids cut the yard.  We’ve tried that before.  It’s too big for them.  Hell, I’ve seen some full grown adults who couldn’t do it.  I don’t think of it as being a big yard, but it is at least twice as big as any other yard in the neighborhood.  It’s a corner lot, at the edge of the subdivision that it is in (next to a different one), and built before any other house in the neighborhood (and way before the other subdivision), so I think all of that factored into the yard being big.  And technically, the yard is supposed to be a little bit bigger because our house was built past “too close to the road” on 2 sides and “too close to the property boundary” on 1.  (It is inches away from the backyard’s boundary, too.)

The person that mows our lawn gets about $30 or $40 to do it. (Some people would charge & have charged more.)  He owns a yard care company and also happens to be our next door neighbor.  He’s really good about it, though I think one or two times he missed part of the grass in the backyard.  And he’s understanding about our situation.

Unfortunately, the city is not so understanding.  They don’t understand that $40 takes 10% of my disability or that the fine and court costs takes pretty much the whole disability check.  They don’t get how this fining plus the lawn mowing charge end up cutting down on the amount of money that can go to groceries and medicine.  Apparently, it isn’t rocket science (borrowing the judge from last year’s phrase to me) to get the yard mowed, but somehow it is rocket science to understand how a family living below the poverty line is negatively impacted by the amount that has to be paid to mow the lawn and appease the city when we go before the court.  Either that or they just don’t care.  It’s probably the latter.

I’m going to try to contact Legal Aid sometime this week or early next week to see if they can help me out.  I guess I could also call CASA and see if they can add my house to their lawn care list, since they help the elderly and home-bound.  (My mom has told me that she thinks that I would qualify under the home-bound category because I’m unable to leave the house for very long at a time because of my physical health.)

In other news, another person who has known me since I was a kid is getting huffy over a political disagreement.  She posted this:

SICK AND TIRED of being told that I’m wrong ALL the time, whether that be my opinion or what I like or don’t like. This does not JUST include certain family members, its my opinion of things being sent across the “burning bridge”. Its MY opinion, I don’t ream you a new one when you express your’s so back off of mine!!

I didn’t ream her a new one over her opinion or what she likes or doesn’t like.  I disagreed with her over the Casey Anthony trial.  I stated this and about the only negative thing I said to her about it was that I found her opinion regarding it to be alarming.  (She and some of her friends and family were advocating a position that I felt undermined the way the justice system was set up.) I also was accused in the post (about the trial) of telling her she couldn’t have an opinion, which I never said.  Saying that her opinion is alarming and saying she doesn’t have a right to one is not the same thing.

In the post that she made, I was one of two people who had a differing opinion.  That differing opinion earned me the “being brainwashed by Hollywood” and “sick” labels that I complained about last night on this tumblr post.  I don’t see how saying that I thought her opinion was alarming was reaming her a new one.  I don’t see how expressing my opinion infringed on hers.  If anything, I felt like I was the one who was being told to keep quiet, which isn’t altogether shocking since many of the people are from my church. (People from my church have often encouraged me to shut up about any sort of opinion that I have.)

About the only time I said anything to her about her likes and dislikes was when she was going on and on about being an Alabama fan.  I was surprised at the time because, when I was a kid, she was an Auburn fan.  She claimed at the time that she had never really liked Auburn and was only rooting for them for a while because her husband (and his family) liked Auburn.  That seemed odd because she had an Auburn decorative license plate on the front of her van for the longest time.  Why would she have that if she wasn’t the fan?  Anyway, after she told me that she was an Alabama fan and had always been one, which was her response to my question (1 post to her; 1 post back), the issue was dropped.  That was it.  I didn’t push it.  I didn’t give her a hard time over it.  That was all that was said, so this status that she posted is bugging me.

I know that it doesn’t name me specifically as being the person that she is talking about, but from what has gone on over the past few days, I don’t think that it is only my paranoia leading me to think that the post is about me.  I think it is likely that she really is talking about me, which I don’t really understand.  Is she really going to unfriend me because I disagreed about 1 opinion and about 1 like/dislike?  The only opinion that I’ve ever felt the need to unfriend someone over is one where their opinion advocated hate or promoted some kind of ignorance or violent behavior, which I think is reasonable to unfriend someone over.  Other than that, opinions aren’t generally involved in my termination of friendships.  Feelings are generally what leads to them.  And if this has hurt her feelings, then I’m sorry, but I don’t feel that I have said or done anything that would require an apology.  If she thinks differently and is wanting to end a friendship that has been going on for 20 years, since my mom and her were practically best friends at that time, then she can do it.  I just think that it is probably a mistake, and I would hope that at a later time she might regret the haste in which she made the decision.

I told my mother what was going on between the friend and me, and she started laughing.  According to her, this is the kind of thing that happens when the friend gets upset.  She said that when she gets upset, this particular friend begins to act like a spoiled little kid, which is what the whole thing sounds like.  Even if it is normal for her, it is frustrating for me.  I don’t like that she got coddled for being challenged on her opinion, but it was somehow okay for women twice my age to tell me that there was something mentally or morally deficient in me.  I didn’t want the coddling, but I thought it was ridiculous that people have to soothe her ego when someone has a differing opinion.  If a person can’t handle that other people have differing thoughts on an issue, then they shouldn’t post their opinions on the internet or talk about them to anyone.  (I know some people are probably thinking something along the lines of “well, that’s the pot calling the kettle black” because of my history of tantrums on the internet.)

And in completely unrelated news, my legs are doing the same pain to cramping to weakness thing that my mom’s legs did.  My mom told me that I need to eat more protein because my body may be malnourished and my muscles may be wasting away.  She also said I needed to get some kind of physical therapy-related exercise for my legs, which I agree with.  I don’t want what happened with her last week to happen to me.  I don’t want to spend any time in the hospital or in the middle of the living room floor because my muscles have gone to shit. So, I need to get this stopped before it really gets started.

Oh, and oddly, since I made the post threatening to unfriend anyone who supports David Duke running for President, I have lost 6 friends on Facebook and 2 on Twitter, while gaining 3 on Tumblr.  Of course, the loss of friends on Facebook might be related to my opinions on immigration, Casey Anthony, and anything else that I may have ranted about over the past few weeks.  See, the friend should feel lucky that posting her opinions doesn’t continuously cost her actual friendships.

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25
June

Sleeping My Life Away

On Thursday, about 20 minutes before Glee was supposed to come on, I fell asleep.  By sleep, I don’t mean a little bitty nap or even standard good-night’s-sleep kind of sleeping.  No, this was a full-fledged sleep-a-thon.  This was the kind of sleep that couldn’t be ended by having people try to wake me up.  It was the kind where I had to wake myself up several times before it stuck.

The first time that I woke up was about 9 on Friday morning, and I woke up because my mouth was dry.  It was dry both in my dream state and my waking state, so I decided to get some water and watch Supernatural.  Of course, this didn’t keep me awake.  I woke again at about 11:30 yesterday morning.  Yet again, my mouth was horribly dry.  This time I tried to stay up by watching news and other “fun” things.  That didn’t keep me up either.  Even the loud weather radio couldn’t keep my eyes open, so I fell asleep again.  This time I ended up sleeping until about 10:30 at night.  I woke up long enough to eat dinner before I fell back asleep.  I slept until about 2 AM, which was a little over 3 hours ago.  I’ve been awake since then.  I’m hoping that I don’t have anymore bouts of random sleeping.

I don’t know why I’ve been so sleepy the past few days.  I think I’ll blame it on the cloudy/rainy/stormy weather or the comfortable nature of my blanket.

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9
June

You Have Questions, I Have Answers

It’s that time again. I have to go through my Formspring account to go through all of the questions. I didn’t answer all of them, because some were not questions and/or they didn’t apply to me personally. I figured that instead of spamming the Facebook, Tumblr, or Twitter feeds of other people or posting separate posts on here per question, I would make one big Q&A post. If you have any questions that you want to ask, there are links below for my Formspring account and my Tumblr ask box. If you’d rather ask questions here, then that’s fine, too.

Question: I want you to try to stop saying the word “fat.” To stop saying “That’s so gay” or fag. To stop saying “retard.” To stop telling people you don’t care. Why Because words CAN hurt people. Sometimes MORE than sticks and stones. Don’t cause someone’s scar.
Answer: I don’t say those things. The only time I say the word fat is in reference to myself.

Question: What do you think of me??!!
Answer: I don’t know who you are, so I don’t have any opinion about you.

Question: What are your dreams u die die want to achieve??
Answer:I’m not quite sure what you’re asking, but I’m guessing that you want to know what I want to do before I die. I would like to finally get my act together and finish the novels I’ve been trying to write for years. I would like to get married and have kids. I would like to be able to have my opinions respected by people that I know in real life. (Some people refuse to listen to me because my opinions are so different from their opinions.)

Question: If a person owns a piece of land, do they own it all the way down to the center of the earth?
Answer: LOL! I don’t know, but that’s a good question.

Question: Why does a gynecologist leave the room when you undress?
Answer: I think they do it so that people will feel calmer and more relaxed. I think that if women had to undress in front of their doctors that they might feel uncomfortable.

Question: Formspring has be come very overcrowded recently, we are looking to cut down on our users so please show us that you are active and press “ask followers” (below this question). Anyone who fails to do this within 4 days will be removed from formspring.
Answer: Obviously, since you posted this a week ago and I’m only now even looking at it, this isn’t a legit issue. I would recommend that people not pass along rumors and things like this. Generally, they aren’t true.

Question: If you were able to hang with ASkars for the day, what would you do?
Answer: I could say something perverted or obscene, but I think if I were actually going to hang out with him for the day that I would just want to talk and get to know him. He always seems really cool, and I think that talking to him would be really fun.

Question: What’s your favorite tree?
Answer: My favorite tree is the Weeping Willow tree. I’ve always loved that kind of tree, even before Buffy came along and before we named one of our Basset Hounds after the BtVS character. I always thought they were beautiful, when I was a child. They always seemed kind of magical to me. Also, they’re one of the few trees that I have never been allergic to in my life.

Question: Is there a celebrity you just can’t stand? Who is it and why don’t you like them?
Answer: There are a couple. I think the one that I like the least is Tom Cruise. The reason is fairly simple. He was going on talk shows to promote some movie and his new relationship with Katie Holmes. While he was on some of these shows, he made it clear that he is an idiot when it comes to information about mental illness and mental health care. Though I believe that people have a right to their opinions, I felt that such an influential person going on national television and bashing something that people rely on to survive was wrong. He may have influenced someone to the point that they quit their meds and counseling and ended up hurting someone they know or doing harm to their own body/life. I also am a bit anti-Tom Selleck. He went on The Rosie O’Donnell Show and defended the NRA and the ability to access guns. He did this just weeks after Columbine. Of course, there are also some idiots who think that they can enter the political world. *cough*Sarah Palin*cough* Other than that, I can’t really think of anyone.

Question: Which Greek God and Goddess are your favorites?
Answer: I would say my favorite Greek goddess is either Artemis or Gaea. My favorite Greek god would be Apollo.

Question: If you could trade places with a celebrity for a week, who would you choose and why?
Answer: Probably someone on Glee or True Blood. I would love to know what it is like to be on the sets of those shows and to get to know the cast.

Question: Who’s your favorite twitter celebrity?
Answer: I don’t know. Probably the Voldemort twitter account. It always is interesting.

Question: When it’s hot out, what do you do to stay cool? And let’s assume you don’t have AC.
Answer: I would say being in the morgue would keep me cool. AC isn’t enough to keep me cool. I have to keep ice packs on me a lot of the time to keep me from getting sick from the heat.

Question: What is your favorite cartoon?
Answer: I don’t know. I’m not really a cartoon girl.

Question: Who is your favorite superhero?
Answer: Underdog.

Question: One movie that makes you cry every time you watch it… go!
Answer: A Walk to Remember

Question: What would you attempt to do, if you knew you couldn’t fail?
Answer: I don’t know. Maybe time travel. I mean, if you couldn’t fail, then you wouldn’t look dumb when you tried and it didn’t work. Most of the time when you fail at things, no one notices. Usually the only time that failures are noticed is when they are related to something big. So that would be the only time you’d really worry about failure. I figure that time travel is a fairly big concept.

Question: When cheese gets its picture taken, what does it say?
Answer: People.

Question: Out of your 5 senses (hearing, sight, touch, smell, and taste), which one could you do without?
Answer: I think I’ve answered this question before, but I’ll answer it again. I would probably say sight. Even though I enjoy the beauty of things, I feel like my other senses are more important to me as a person.

Question: Would you risk your life for your best friend? How far would you go to risk your life – even if that meant taking your life?
Answer: It would be nice if I said that I would, but I don’t really know.

Question: Are there any songs with your name in that you like?
Answer: In the title? Only for my middle name. I really like Dirty Diana. In the lyrics, I like Nasty. I guess I kind of like Damnit Janet, but I haven’t really heard it enough to be sure.

Question: Will we ever have flying cars.?..God damn it I want a flyin….NO……. I demand a flying car.
Answer: I don’t know. I guess it is possible that eventually we will.

Question: What makes you angry?
Answer: Ignorance.

Question: When you’re on a date, do you think the man should pay or not?
Answer: If he asked me, I think he should pay. If I asked him, I should pay. The only way I would think differently is if we agreed to something different beforehand.

Question: DO you enjoy asking questioins, or answering them?
Answer: Yes. I love answering them, and I like asking them as well.

Question: What was the last film that made you cry?
Answer: I’m not really sure.

Question: Would you survive if Twitter closed?
Answer: Yes. I don’t have to be on Twitter to survive.

Question: Why do bad things always happen to good people? Why do good things always happen to bad people? Well, not all the time. But I think majority of the time it goes that way? Don’t you think? When will the good people get a ‘break’?
Answer: My opinion on this really changes depending on the day. I think that bad things probably happen because life, by its very nature, is unfair. Bad things probably happen to bad people as well, but we just don’t hear about it. It does sometimes think that good people have really bad things happen more often than bad people, but I don’t know why it would really happen more to one group than the other. Maybe it is because bad people are more likely to take advantage of the niceness offered by the good people than good people taking advantage of the bad folks. Maybe good people are just too nice for their own good.

Question: Glitter or shiny things?
Answer: Glitter!

Question: Could you imagine using this in public – discreetly? http://go-girl.com
Answer: Ew. No!

Question: Would you rather be alone with your own thoughts or entrenched with a million thoughts from others?
Answer: I’d rather be alone with my own thoughts. I think that knowing the thoughts of others might be too much for me to handle. It might also violate the privacy of other people.

Question: What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you?
Answer: I wouldn’t do anything differently.

Question: What’s something you know you do differently than most people?
Answer: I eat sandwiches and meat differently. Instead of biting like most people, I have to put the food at my front teeth, then pull it with my hands to tear into/rip it.

Question: Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?
Answer: Doing the right things.

Question: Do you have any birth marks? if so where?
Answer: No birthmarks. I have freckles and some moles, but no birthmarks.

Question: Do you consider who holds the power of the social networks you use and what impact it has on you?
Answer: Yes. Sometimes it seems like those who run the networks are more intent on making money than providing a good service. I know that they are typically commercial ventures, so I get why they do it. It seems, though, that the quality of some of social media websites has declined because of the desires of those in charge to make money.

Question: Would you rather sweat green liquid out of your pores or fart blue smoke?
Answer: LOL! Ew. I guess the sweat thing, but either would be grotesque.

Question: Imagine that you were isolated in a remote part of the world. No phone, no internet, no social interaction with anyone. Describe your location and how you are feeling.
Answer: I would probably feel sleepy. I know that right after the April 27th tornadoes, when we had no power and intermittent cell service, I did a lot of sleeping. I think that I rely on all of the internet interactions to keep my brain going. Otherwise, it seems to go into hibernation mode.

Feel free to ask me and questions that you have at formspring or tumblr. You can also post questions to the fuzzypinkslippers.com version of this entry. I will try to answer them all.

 

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