...*snorf*

Aug. 16th, 2009 02:01 pm
sephirajo: (Sharksplode!)
Okay, Saphie, since you seem to be telling people this I will say this right here out loud on a totally public post: I DID NOT get you banned from BRPS. I never contacted the mods and didn't remember I had posted to the thread that got you banned until someone pointed it out to me in the morning. Codeine will do that to you. Am I responsible for what I said and posted? Fuck yeah. Hold me accountable for it. Regardless of how buzzed I was those were still my words and I will stand by them. Even if only to go, "Fuck, I was wasted there."

So yes.

Did not get you banned. Sorry. Guessed wrong~!

I do have a vague idea of who might have reported you to the mod. But you got yourself banned. You have a lot of underlying issues I think you need to work through and I hope you get your health back. I know how demoralizing it can be.

But please stop mentioning me as the reason you got banned from BRPS. Because I'm not it.

Thanks,
Me
sephirajo: (Fragile... must be italin.)
Okay, I have a few minutes before I have to leave for work. (A bit of good news, I missed my account metric by one yesterday, so that's good.)

ETA: This just applies to writing communities. Especially ones that say they're there for feedback. The offending coms will remain unnamed. I realize this wasn't totally clear earlier. ^.^ I know peeps read what I tack up here and I bounce people for feedback over AIM if I need it. :3

In case this gets a bit emo. Also: Feedback and me. )

And now, for the uncut part of this.
*giggles*

Uncut. Yeah, I'm four today.

I am seriously getting to the point where I'm going to stop posting fiction and writing, be it fan or original ANYWHERE. A, as in one and singular, sort of acknowledgment would be nice.

I think it's almost sort of sad when I get more feedback on a board for a select group of maybe thirty people that constitute an entire reading community than I do when posting to an LJ writing com or anywhere else.

This wouldn't bother me so much if I didn't see everyone else get slathered in comments like butter.

How does this work? Seriously?

...Which makes me want apple butter, damnit, now I'm hungry.
sephirajo: (Jesus and the van)


Brilliant. Simply Brilliant.

:\

Jun. 6th, 2009 05:30 pm
sephirajo: (Subaru)
A rundown of the last few days:

-Broke off half of my wisdom tooth in back. Root is exposed. Dentist is out of town at a convention. They gave me pain pills and anti-biotics, but the pain pills come and go.

-Been tired, drugged and sick. x___x The vicodin they gave me has more narcotics in it than any I've ever seen.

-Today, got a call from Ad's boss. Ad (younger brother - age 21) is in the ER. He woke up, stood up, and then collapsed on the floor, only to be found by his boss about two hours later. He's awake and talking, but is unable to use his legs or stand under his own power. Chuck is with him right now. :( I don't want to lose another family member, so I'm now pretty damn worried.

There's some good news floating out there, but not much. I didn't lose my job over internet usage, it hasn't been an issue since I started closing windows. But yeah. Bad weekend. Really drugged.

Yeah.

May. 6th, 2009 12:34 pm
sephirajo: (Sword to Throat Angry)
Well, I managed to clean myself into a fibro fit last night. I came home, Chuck promptly left for his martial arts class and took Vivi to her babysitter and I cleaned like a mad woman.

The result? I'm home today, hurting like hell.

Yesterday at work was pretty interesting, though. One of the managers (the one who pushed the panic buttons to 'see what they sounded like') tried to get me fired for browsing X-Project on my lunch. At first he thought it was facebook. I explained that no, it is not face book. It's like a writing message board. The thing is he didn't come over and ask quietly, he stood about four feet from my desk and loudly said, "WHY JO, I HOPE THAT ISN'T FACE BOOK!" and everyone turned and looked.

I looked back at him and calmly explained, "No, it's a writing group and message board. Mark," my immediate supervisor, "has already cleared it."

"WELL I DON'T THINK THAT'S OKAY!" he said, and ran off to check with Mark as I was just there headdesking and work!Will reminded me that Martin (or Marteeeeeeeeeeeeen as he likes to be called - I don't think he has a right to be that as he has no accent mark and is NOT Mexican, but Danish/German/American Mutt) is a few cards short of a hand.

About five minutes later (and I could hear Mark ripping him a new one for these five minutes) he comes over, stands right next to me and quietly apologizes.

I was so tempted to go, "WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" But I really don't think it was worth it.

But work was hell yesterday. And I'm ouching bad now.
sephirajo: (I love hot sexy sith lords)
Sounds like the perfect day, don't it? Yeah, today's Valentines day and I'm still more or less stuck in bed. We're going to try to get a baby sitter and go out for a just-us dinner later, but we'll see how that goes. By we, I of course mean the hubby and I.

I'm still feeling really shitty, but we'll see.

And yeah. I'm also thinking a lot about RP Wank lately. I haven't been in much of it. I avoid wank like the plague, and I will tell you why.

You people think you have bad wank? )

And that's my two cents on the wank issue. This is non-game specific by the way. Or, I guess you could say this applies to every game I'm in. But more to one's I've been in longer.

And that's the end of that rant.

Now I will attempt to amuse my bedridden self. Possibly with Street Fighter or Soul Cal. Mmm, fighting games.
sephirajo: (Default)
Jane Austin... with Zombies?! WHY GOD! WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!

Not one of my favorite books! T____T

Yes, Pride and Prejudice IS one of my favorite books. I'm that much of a dork.

WTF....

Feb. 10th, 2009 08:50 pm
sephirajo: (news bunny)


Piccolo looks like a Star Trek Villian.

I can't believe this is actually real.

OH NO

Jan. 26th, 2009 04:59 pm
sephirajo: (Skeltor - idiots)
DX tshirthell.com is closing!

The reason is here: http://www.tshirthell.com/goodbye.php

I can't believe people! I mean Jesus, it's a fucking satire site. You don't like the shirt? Don't fucking buy it. But Don't threaten the guy and his employees!
sephirajo: (Skeltor - idiots)
Cut because it's really a rant and not directed at anyone on my Friend's list. But more at people around where I live in general.

Really, it's not THAT hard... )
sephirajo: (Snape)
There may well be a rebellion here. No one, and I mean no one, was paid for either Christmas or New Years, two company wide holidays.

That, and I didn't get Christmas Eve on my check either.

There are a lot of Not Happy people right here at the moment.

On closer inspection some people are blaming the insurance.

But I know I'm at least a day short (if not more.)

Newsflash!

Dec. 31st, 2008 12:31 pm
sephirajo: (Skeltor - idiots)
According to the rumor mill here at work, Lupus is terminal.

...This explains what's been happening to my office supplies when I'm gone for more than a day.

*yawn*

Dec. 31st, 2008 10:30 am
sephirajo: (I tripple dog dare you!)
Well, made it to work today. However, Work Will is leaving early which shoots down my plan of kidnapping him for lunch.

I want to punch someone here too, she sits at a distance that's impossible to hear my music from and complained to my boss saying, "When I moved, I prayed I wouldn't have to hear her music anymore, but now it's even louder."

She sits two, three cubes down the way.

First off, come to me. Secondly? You're hearing someone else's fucking music, you moron.

Third, I need it to drown you idiots out and make it through the day without percosetting myself half to death to glaze over you, work!Charles' and Shelia's talks about the END OF TIMES. And how people who aren't true Christian are heading to hell.

Which to you guys includes everyone BUT you guys. I passage comes to mind whenever you guys get going... what is it? Oh yeah, take the damn splinter out of your own eyes first.

Yeah, I'm angry.

I'm still hurting though, so that's part of the reason. Today I was reminded everyone living in Minnesota is functionally insane as it was -14 below when I went to work.

Cold enough to freeze my hands through my mittens, and to really, really make your face freeze that way if you're dumb enough to go out with it wet.

I wanna nap. And that is all. At least I have tomorrow off. Yay offness!
sephirajo: (Sokka OMFG)
Trip to Grandma's has been canceled.

Why?

Fog.

Fog so thick we couldn't even see a foot in front of the car. I have never seen fog like that in my life. The only thing Chuck could compare it to was flying through clouds.

So we had to turn around.

And everything that was melting today in the minithaw is now freezing.

Odds of going down tomorrow? Slim to none.
sephirajo: (Default)
So, at work today. Which blows goats in and of itself. Also having a hard time breathing but after consult with my private nurse (i.e.: Mom, who is indeed a nurse) we figured it was pretty much nothing to worry about. My inflammation levels are through the roof with this flare and it might just be I have some fluid hanging out around my lungs.

Which is, in and of itself, not really surprising. Or very dangerous. Just... uncomfortable. Like someone's squeezing my chest a bit too tight and won't let up.

I also just got fried for wearing a bandanna at work as right now headbands and hair ties hurt like all hell. I can't stress how much both of them hurt. Even the bandanna hurts, but not nearly as bad. They said without a religious reason for it, I can't wear it. :/

I was tempted to point out that only recently in our history did it become okay for a woman to show off her hair in public, as it used to be considered the property of her husband. And that it used to be considered very rude/low class to NOT wear a hat in public. Even at work.

But whatever. I'll bite the bullet and tie my hair back during lunch on the bad days and hope it doesn't hurt too much.

In other news, Vivi liked her Christmas presents. She got a play kitchen a lot of play food and various clothes.

Hee, my Step-dad got her a Spider-Man hoody. People may mistake her for a boy but her Dad and I think it's the greatest thing ever! After all, Spider-Man!

I only got a pair of pants, but a lot of the gift giving is going to have to wait until after Christmas. Things being what they are.

So that's about it for today's ramble. And stuff.
sephirajo: (Tweaked)
Dear god, why the flying fuck am I still awake?!

Why do I do this? Is it the chemotype drugs? I bet it's the chemo type drugs. *glares dangerously at the methotrexate*

It's snowing, it's after three, I haven't written more than a couple paragraphs today and I'm going insane.

Can barely type.

There is good news. I will do the good news thing tomorrow when being trampled by a two year old. And say how she thinks she's helping mommy.

Who should be in bed.

Why am I awake? WTH, body? Stop this! *hits self*

Invader Zim said it best, "My squeelyspooge!"

...or is the quote I'm looking for, "Invader's blood marching through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants! The pants command me! Do not ignore my veins!"

blargh

Dec. 10th, 2008 08:12 am
sephirajo: (Our Program)
Two hours of sleep.

At work.

Today is going to SUCK.
sephirajo: (Skeltor - idiots)
Ugh.

This morning sucked. On my way to my doctor's, a guy decided to stay stopped at a green light and I hit him. Mind you, I was only going about thirty miles an hour, but this totaled the front of my car while it just nicked his.

And what happens next? The guy behind us pulls into the other lane almost hitting someone else to get around me and the guy in front of me, literally the second my bumper touched his hits the gas and goes squealing away at top speed.

So me, being the good little citizen that I am, drove to the gas station less than a block away to try to use the phone to report the accident. The guy working the desk makes the 'just one minute sign' and then proceeds to ignore me for ten minutes.

Literally. After that I figured 'fuck it' and made it to my doctor's office and called there, the Officer I finally ended up talking to after my appointment told me I wouldn't be in trouble for leaving the scene, since the other guy left first and I did call.

But we found out we have NO collision coverage, so we won't be able to get our car fixed. Funny story: the car runs better now.

*sigh*

In other news, my kidneys are looking good enough that my next appointment is a year out, baring a medical emergency.

And in other good news, there was a federal extension of twenty weeks for UI insurance, so we'll have that bit of extra and that's always a good thing.

But gah. Long/Bad day.
sephirajo: (Skeltor - idiots)
At work right now, and wracked, just wracked with pain. And not just any pain, full body muscle spasm pain. Pulled out the percoset and we'll see how that works, but I can barely type right now, and from my head to my toes my muscles keep tensing up and just... hurting. Randomly.

I'm also stuck next to someone who thinks "conversate" is a real verb and even happily conjugate it into "conversating."

And I got to hear ALL about her man troubles today. Oh joy and rapture.

In other news, last night Dad and I had fun nerdlike conversations. We've decided that Mohinder's power is progressive stupidity and that a drunken monkey with a stick has an unfair advantage against Mohinder (the stick!) and such.

Talking online to a friend I also found out that a game I submitted an app to about a year ago was upset that I was never able to revise it to play... this makes me have warm fuzzies. Because I always ♥ feedback. Of course, right after I had put in that app, I kept up ending up in the hospital 'cause of the lupus.

Hell, my health isn't anywhere near perfect now, but it's a lot better than it was last year, so I'm going to give it another go. We'll see how well this goes.

That’s about all I have.

Have a happy turkey day tomorrow peeps. ♥
sephirajo: (muffin)
Well, it's been a long week. I was home sick on Monday. But at least I have FMLA now, so they can't fire me for missing work when I get sick. Went and had my blood work done today, as I suspected, my ESR (inflammation and a couple of other things) came back really, really high.

Not as high as it was back in December last year, but still pretty damn high. I've been battling random pain all week.

I found out that they're expecting us to start taking calls staring in November. Only three hours a day, but it still means I can expect once or twice a day to hear either of the following two questions: "What's wrong with your voice?" or "Why are you crying?"

Those of you who've talked to me on the phone or over voice chat know my voice and what it sounds like. Imagine it in a customer service environment. Somehow I think always sounding just this side of tears due to permanent congestion isn't going to help when some angry guy calls in about both of what are the most touchy subjects you can possibly have a call center handle.

Money and cars. I kid you not, people get very, very touchy and angry when you are dealing with either Money or Cars. So combine the two together and you have an office environment where death threats are the norm. Seriously, we get them all the time.

Permanent business casual dress starts Monday and that's also going to blow goats.

In other news, [livejournal.com profile] evil_wild_lex and I were plotting - very loosely, mind you a YuYu Hakushou and Inu Yasha crossover game.

And I was wondering what canon characters I'd pick up for something like that and I think I have it down to Urameshi Yuusuke from YYH and Sango and/or Myoga for the Inu Yasha side. I don't think I could write Inu Yasha, but I could write Yuusuke.

There's something pure about a character who gets stronger when he gets ticked off and people near him get threatened. Who gets better the more he gets his ass kicked. And who fixes all his problems with his fists.

As Koenma describes him, he is a person who acts entirely without thinking. Who's emotional responses are based entirely on the physical. In other words, he's a Total Moron.



In the writing-esque mood, I'll put out another call for drabbles. I know I still owe Lex one from the last drabble call, but I really, really don't feel right writing your Mack. I can't make myself do it.

So, here's the drabble call. Give me a fandom or a challenge and I'll cook something up. If you don't know my fandoms, ask. ♥

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