Tag: Internet


Fanlistings and such

9
June

I’m thinking of not doing fanlistings anymore. I talk to most of the fanlistings people on other sites, and I think that ends up being the part of the whole thing I enjoy most of all. The people. Maybe that’s because of my inherent laziness. Maybe it’s because I tend to go through these phases. Maybe it’s because I’ve been in more and more pain lately and just feel like I need to find out what I can and can’t do anymore. I don’t know.

But honestly, I just feel tired of running fanlistings, making layouts, doing codes, and all of that. I don’t even feel like adopting them out. Besides, last time I adopted them out, I ended up adopting out to the faker-girl who got the Avatars fanlisting, closed it a month later, ended up being discovered as an evil genius person, and basically made it so that when Kya ended up with said fanlisting, she had to completely start over. (In other words, I can be a lousy judge of character, and I wish that I had given said fanlisting to Kya to start with because I think Kya is awesome and she’s always upfront about her genious-ness.) So, if you end up with any of the fanlistings, let me know. I’ll send the members list.

I just hope I don’t lose the friendships, or that I become like a complete outcast amongst the TFL crowd. (I know some people don’t care for me, but that’s okay.)

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The Way You Make Me Feel

21
February

Over my many moons on the internet, I have noticed some various disturbing things:

  1. People don’t understand sarcasm. Even when it is handed to them in its most basic form, people just don’t get it. They then go off on a tangent about how the person who was being sarcastic was really being biased or pigheaded or something similar.
  2. People don’t understand what ranting and venting are for. Ranting and venting are essential to human existence. How do you think that we resolve issues? Any person who has ever been to therapy can tell you that sometimes the best way to get over an issue is to go full blast on what pisses you off about a subject. People relieve stress this way. People are able to maintain sanity by complaining about what is pissing them off so much.
  3. People gang up on others that they don’t know. Not only do they do this, they exhibit behavior that I doubt they would exhibit in an offline world. Over the years people have ganged up on me for dissenting, whether it was on a board of my peers or on a board where I was essentially being a pain in the ass. (Admittedly, in the latter case, I may have deserved it.) People don’t seem to remember that there are people attached to the screen names, twitter/facebook/tumblr accounts, blogs, emails, etc.
  4. People have natural biases and don’t seem to realize what those biases are. For example, if someone picks on a friend, you will go to the friend’s side. If it’s a fight between two friends, then chances are, you will pick the closer friend to you. This is a natural thing. It’s kind of like asking a parent or a pet owner or a sibling or someone: “who is most important to you”? They’ll say, “Oh, I could never choose”, but what they mean is, “I’m not going to tell you who I favor, but I do favor someone.”
  5. People don’t know themselves. At a very young age, I realized who I was. I was very comfortable with my personality. Sometimes I say things about how I’m annoying or something, but this isn’t necessarily how I perceive myself, but how I know others might see me. When I was little, I knew my sense of humor was unusual. I knew my way of doing things was unusual. (I mean, I knew when I was 4 or 5 that my favorite books to read should not be a college anatomy book, a volume of encyclopedias, The Cat in the Hat (okay, so that was kind of normal), and the phone book. All of my self-esteem issues in life have been based upon my appearance and not on my personality.

So here are my solutions:

  1. Learn sarcasm. Become fluent in it.
  2. Rant/vent/complain. Get your frustrations out.
  3. Don’t attack others as a group. If someone has an issue with someone else, then let them handle it.
  4. Accept that you have a tendency to appreciate some people more than others. This is not a license to hate anyone, just a license to accept that you may favor one person over another.
  5. Find out who you are, enjoy your uniqueness, enjoy your thought processes, revel in the things that make you you, and accept yourself.

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Tumble Along

29
January

So, I have this thing where I’m going to do picspams for every ten members of my fan-related Tumblrs. It’s my way of thanking people for joining them. I’m changing it up a bit. I will do a picspam for every ten members of my fan-related Tumblrs every week. This may end up taking some time on one in particular. I also would love some help on them, which you can sign up to help out as a moderator here. You can also submit stuff (I’ll provide a submission link for each thing.)

First, I must plug Dissolve into the Infinite and thank the 377 followers. You all rock! And if you are following any of my Tumblr accounts, you rock, and I thank you. :) Oh, and if you ever want to ask me questions on there, please ask!

Fan Related

Non Fan Related

  • Fuzzy Liberal News – a news/opinions/issues related blog for liberals, though anyone is welcome to join. Submit
  • Some Internet Crap – Some Internet Crap is a blog for people to see funny/silly/interesting things. Sometimes it’s funny tweets or tumblr reblogs. Sometimes it’s funny images. Submit
  • So Totally Cute – a blog for cute things/people. Submit
  • Tumble Pod – a blog to share playlists. Submit
  • We Have Faces – We Have Faces is a blog for people to share their experiences with anything that is generally refered to as a statistical type things. This can include chronic illnesses, abuse, intolerance, etc. Submit

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I Killed My Dad Last Night

12
September

No, I didn’t actually murder him. Nor did I order him killed. I was actually talking to him, kind of ranting about how I think that after the almost 15 years of talking to people on the internet, I have finally come to a very simple conclusion…people just don’t know what sarcasm is anymore. Now, I’ve come to similar conclusions over the years, but never one quite this profound. So I’m expounding on the lack of interpretive skills when it comes to the sarcastic jokes that I or others may occasionally use when he gets upset and says, “I’m dead!” Now, I can tell by this angsty expression that it is apparently all my fault that his Dark Orbit ship thing got destroyed because I should know better than to expect him to pay attention to me when he is playing that game. I’m also not supposed to talk when he’s playing with blip, except to guess the songs he’s playing by his singing and/or dancing, and when he’s playing online rpg football. Basically, while my father is awake, I am not to talk to him, EXCEPT to tell him when it is: time to take the dogs out OR when it is supper time, at which time I am only allowed to tell him of the time, but not allowed to talk while he is eating because he’s playing and eating. I am also encouraged to tell him anytime I unload the dishwasher, since it is his duty to load it. Of course, I am expected to talk to him if he talks to me, and I am expected to listen/be interested in everything he does online. So, when I decided to regale him with this little discovery, he gets pissed because its my fault that his ship gets destroyed. Now, he’s wasted 8 million credits or something and he has to earn them again.

Despite this ranting about him getting upset, it wasn’t actually a bad experience. If you know anything about my father, and very, very few of you actually do, as it is something that pretty much I do not discuss online, him getting a little upset for a few minutes is not too bad. Besides, when he thinks that he’s upset me, he sometimes does stuff for me. Now, I know this is a sign of an abusive relationship (he being the abuser), which I will confess right now is absolutely the case, but there is always the benefit of being rewarded for being treated like crap. I guess in that aspect, I’m an optimist…or a masochist.

Anyway, my reward for the snapping was that he spent an extra hour trying to get my laptop connected to the home network. Of course, the sucky part was that I was in the middle of doing icons because I didn’t feel in the mood to work on any of my fanlistings. He kind of disturbed this. Oh well, for a few minutes the internet worked, and that distracted me. Then it stopped and I got back to work.

Oh, you may have noticed my little plugs. I think I’ve mentioned Turn Left Icons, my icon archive, but I don’t believe I have mentioned that I have ventured back into the world of fanlistings. I have a new fanlisting collective (previous collectives have been: True Blue Girl and Simply Amorous), Stay Frosty, and I have quite a few (10) fanlistings that I need to work on and upload. I’m always the busy bee…helps distract from angry dad, disability clerical errors, and doctors who give up after one test.

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So Simple, Yet So Complex

30
April

It’s weird. Two weeks ago, I wouldn’t have thought that I would be writing this. Two weeks ago, Tad was still alive, and illegal immigration was just a theoretical issue to some of the people around here. (They claim it’s epidemic, but if you watch our local news, the only reports of illegal immigrant related “crimes” are related to the accident lately. Before that, it was mainly illegal on illegal stuff.)

When Tad died, I decided to start looking up what people were saying on blogs and stuff. I knew that there had to be people around here who knew him or something who were saying stuff. Apparently, there were a lot of people saying stuff, but very few actually had a clue about Tad or Leigh Anna. Very few even cared.

At first, they were somewhat sympathetic to the families. Then, when a story broke about how Leigh Anna’s mom had solicited the help of the man who ended up driving the other car that ran into Tad’s Supra, everyone decided to jump on Leigh Anna’s mom for causing the accident. I thought this was selfish and cruel of them to claim, but they did not listen.

Meanwhile, they were posting about other local political news. I, being the always political girl, decided to get involved in these issues and respond. I felt it was only fair if they were putting their opinions out there, I should have a right to put mine out there. One issue was about state funding for affordable housing. I think that sounds good. People deserve to have a decent place to live.

Well, suddenly, they were telling me that I didn’t know what it was like to own a house. Um, I do. Then, a trailer doesn’t count as a house. Well, that’s nice, I live in a house with a nice firm foundation. Now, I see this stunner:

Don’t sit in judgement of what we do for society since it is a damn sight more than what you do. If you’re getting SSA disability then we’re funding your disability payments.

I have to ask, because the situation you describe makes absolutely no sense – if you have no job then how in the world did you buy your own house at the ripe old age of 21? How do you keep paying for it? Do your parents live with you or do you live with them?

Followed by:

Actually, when you say she gives “nothing in return” you show why this system sucks. She is not the least bit appreciative of us funding her existance. She doesn’t even give us the courtesy of a heart felt “thank you.” If she had to rely on charitable giving instead of government confiscated and distributed money she probably wouldn’t have such a sour, spiteful disposition towards those who put food on her table.

Ooh, he sounds like he’s pissed off because he thinks I’m cheating him out of his money. Yeah, I bet when he learned at a very young age that he has a chronic debilitating illness, he was dead set on working the rest of his life. Oh wait, I was the one diagnosed and I was planning on working until the age of retirement. That was when I was just “crazy” and had arthritis. Then came Fibromyalgia, followed by over a half a dozen other physical ailments, two possible autoimmune disorders, and finding out that I have scoliosis and will possibly be in pain every day for the rest of my life because the school system couldn’t get a nurse to check me as a child…yeah, when you count up the number of conditions I have been diagnosed with that qualify for disability, it’s around 12 or 13. If there was a bad gene in my family for something, it got passed to me. Forgive me if I’m not in a hurry to get up and go to work every day, especially when I struggle to get out of bed some mornings because of all the crap that’s wrong with me.

People assume that if you’re on any kind of government assistance that you don’t need help. Well, people are wrong. Most people don’t want a handout from the government. It’s a very painful process. You feel so degraded by the end of it, and then your status is left up to people who have never even met you. It’s not something that I enjoyed going through, but it is something I had to do.

And as a member of this society, he is expected to pay Social Security taxes. He may hate that he gets to help me be all enabled or whatever he’ll want to call it, but it’s his responsibility. Besides, I don’t see him or his friends being big humanitarians, so I doubt they would actually donate anything if they weren’t forced to by the government.

Not really sure that these people have hearts.

(Oh, and you all should know that the English major in me really wanted to point out the idiocy that is someone who cannot spell judgmental and existence, yet drones on about issues like some great intellectual.)

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Some people disgust me

24
April

Last night, as I stayed up reading the online condolence books for Tad and Leigh Anna, I began to feel this knot in my stomach. Something I didn’t want to feel. I felt anger and hatred. I hate feeling hatred towards people, but I wasn’t feeling it at the person who took away someone who had touched my life. I was angry at the people who were vilifying the man who killed him.

Felix Ortega was immediately suspected of being an illegal immigrant. People saw him, and they would readily admit that they thought that he MUST be illegal. After all, we look at Hispanics in this country as being criminals. (Similar to how our ancestors looked at Blacks and Jews.) Because they KNEW, without any evidence, that he was illegal, they knew what to do to him. Some said deport him. Others argue he’ll come back. Some suggested execution…no one was telling them that this was extreme.

This was an accident. The only thing that we should be focusing on is the NATURE of the accident. It is not automatically an accident that was caused by an illegal immigrant. It is an accident that was caused by drunk driving. Focus on trying to get drunk driving laws stricter. Don’t focus on executing a man because he got drunk and did something stupid.

I wouldn’t favor execution even if he had murdered them with his bare hands. I wouldn’t want to know that three lives were lost because one man got drunk and did something stupid. I know, that means that I actually count the man who killed Tad as a human being, but you know what? He is, and I feel sorry for him. I really do. And hearing tonight on the news that he worked with Leigh Anna’s mother on her documentary? That was heartbreaking. Knowing that not only does this man know that he took a life, but he took the life of someone who touched his own life…it’s tragic to think of, and then when I read on some callous right-wing blogger’s statement of what happened the night of the accident and what he saw as someone from my church die (he described what it was like to watch him die), I just want to scream. I want to scream until I have no sound left. Not at Ortega. I want to scream at this blogger. The internet is big and wide. We can find things that touch our lives in many ways on it, but no one deserves to read the agony that their friend went though. To me, his posting a statement like that was insensitive. I understand he was trying to emote what it was like, but there are some details that even I, the Queen of oversharing, believe should be left off the internet. Talking about someone’s reaction to being burned alive is not something that I want to read when I get online and am looking at information about this tragic night.

I’m trying to make sense of it. We all are. We are all trying to see this world we live in, but some of us are not ready to hear about every little detail about that night.

Don’t politicize Tad’s death. I know that it is easy to do it. I know that it is so easy to say that this proves that all illegal immigrants are evil and that they deserve the needle or something, but it is not right to take our tragedy and turn it into your political mission. If the Mattles or the Jimmersons want to pursue laws to change illegal immigration, then let them. If the city wants the state to change laws, then let them. But don’t take our issue to your blogs and act like you speak for us.

Oh, and if you are in a condolence book, don’t say you hate a race of people because of what one man does. Racism is vile. We don’t need to be angry with people right now. We need to be living and loving and grieving.

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How rude

5
March

Okay, so I was friends with this girl, Heather, from a message board. Well, she doesn’t want to associate with the board anymore because…well, basically, we’re not siding with her. How stuck up can you be?

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