Here is a list of stuff I have written.

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FYI: for people who are not familiar with backdating (ie my family), this post is dated 2030 so that it will appear at the top of my journal so that anyone looking for one of my stories can find them. My most recent post will be found underneath this one. Sorry for the confusion!

A pug pushing a stroller around is apparently perfectly ordinary.




X-posted to damnportlanders.

The Furry Bible.

Oh, and THERE'S AN ENTIRE SECTION OF LEFT BEHIND FANFIC, INCLUDING SLASH!!!

To put it bluntly, the unemployment rate of Oregon is over 13%. (that link shows the rate up to May, I know its higher now) I'm working for my parents right now remodeling a house, but when that's done I'm screwed. No other job. It sucks.

So, I'm seriously thinking about moving out of state. I was surprised to find that there are states that have unemployment rates that were 5% or less, so I think I'm going to move to one. Like the Dakotas, or Wyoming. Or somewhere else. I'd hate to move into a red state, but I may have to. I guess it depends on what the rent is in that state, I want a two bedroom apartment for less than $500 a month if I can get it.

If I move it'll be after PAX since we already have tickets and it would probable be too expensive to move across country and then come back for PAX. I'm going with my sister again. Anyways, there's enough of the house left to do to last the month I think, we have to paint the outside and put up the fence and probably a few other things that dad wants done. After PAX if I don't have a paying job I'm leaving, though.

5% unemployment rates, I can't believe it.

I installed my portable AC unit. It's supposed to be 95*F today, which means that it gets to about 100+ in my apartment. So now the windows are closed and the AC is on and everything is starting to actually feel a bit more comfortable.

Nice.

OMFG!

The cutest way to KILL PEOPLE EVER!

Okay, this is kinda something that's been bothering me for awhile, and since Micheal Jackson has died I thought I would blog about it.

I'm sure by now everyone has heard about the weirdness, the pedophilia accusations, etc about him. The weirdness is definitely true, but the pedophilia? I dunno. He settled out of court with that family, which I find weird. Not that he settled out of court, but that they took the money rather then pressing the case. I mean, if someone did that to my hypothetical child I'd want his fucking ass in prison. I would not want money. And yet that's exactly what they got from him, not justice, just money. and of course once targeted, someone else tried it again with him.

Anyways, I know what you're thinking, if he's so innocent, why'd he pay them off? Well, frankly, accusations of pedophilia are absolutely ruinous. Horrifically so. There's this guy who goes to my parents' church, let's call him George (not, of course, his real name). George is kind of a loser, at the time he was morbidly obese, horrible diet, out of control diabetes, etc. He's on disability and at the time had about six years to live before the obesity+diabetes killed him. His daughter and grandson needed a place to stay, so they moved in with him. The next thing we know the kid, who was about five at the time, is accusing George of molesting him. George gets arrested and because he has no money for bail he got to stay in jail for about six months or so.

Long story short, it turned out the person that was molesting the kid was actually his mom's boyfriend. The reason why he accused his grandfather of molesting him was because his mom didn't get along with him and the kid wanted to please her, as well as deflect attention away from Mom's BF. The charges were dropped against George, but not before he'd been in jail for over half a year.

This whole thing ended up being good for George because it forced him to get his diabetes and weight under control (he lost about 100lbs in jail, and I think he's lost another 100 since then, and he now takes way less insulin). But how many people have good outcomes like this?

I've seen this tactic used to discredit people too. I remember seeing this video of a little girl riding a Tennessee Walker in the 'Big Lick' competition. Unlike the other Walkers who all had the giant padding and chains (and, presumably, sores on their legs under the wrappers, nice people those Big Lick trainers), hers was flatshod. The crowd was jeering and screaming, trying to get her horse to freak out, simply because they didn't like the fact that her family was trying to challenge them into treating their horses better. Guess what her father was accused of in the comments section of the video? That's right, molesting her! and not just there, that is a MAJOR rumor about that family and as far as I can tell it was totally made up to destroy them (it didn't help that the family is black and this was in the South, who says racism is dead?)

Teal Deer:

So yeah, I can see Micheal paying off someone to shut them up about that kind of rumor even if it wasn't true.

South Carolina's governor is missing. According to his press secretary he decided to go hiking on the Apalacian Trail this weekend. If true, it probably would have been a good thing for him to tell his wife and sons, and maaaaybe also the National Guard etc. And also? Sunday was Father's Day, and he has four sons.

I bet you anything he's in Cancun doing bodyshots off hookers. If the S. Carolinians are lucky said hookers will be female.

Birdi has congestive heart failure, which I've known about for a while. My vet recommened Hawthorne Berry Extract, and if this works I'll be seeing results in a day or to. He is very short of breath, but otherwise at good weight etc. If this works I'll probably order it online since it cost almost $30 at the vet for 1/2 oz, but I found a supplier who sells it for $40 (pluse $7 shipping) for 8oz. I have to get the non-alcohol kind because alcohol is Really Bad for birds.

The congestive heart failure is apparently caused by a chronic protozoa infection that he's had probably all his life. Apparently this damages their heart and over time it fails. Which is weird. And I'm probably a bit drunk.

The cat appears to be fine, even if her fur is a bit gunked up still. I haven't bathed her although I did get some shampoo for her. She seems clingy, but I suppose falling out of a second story window will do that to you. She's not hurt though.

The parakeet's fine. Apparently they sometimes have a hard time with the first egg until they get everything sorted out, and she's five years old, which is kinda old to start laying. Extra calcium and everything will be okay.

So I just came home to find that the screen on one of my windows had fallen out AND MY CAT HAD TAKEN A TWO STORY PLUNGE! ONTO CONCRETE! She was cowering under the neighbor's pickup, meowing pitifully. She looks okay, which is good since this week I've had to take my parakeet to the vet for eggbinding and I'm about to leave to take one of my cockatiels to the vet for a regular old-bird checkup. The last thing I need is to have to take my cat to the vet for a broken leg.

She does have some weird guck on her back, probably from hiding under the truck. I don't know what it is. I'll probably have to give her a bath later.

Fuck.

You know what? Rachel Maddow/Internet is my OTP. It's true.

Now, if only I could learn to write sex scenes.

God, I love Rachel Maddow.

God, I love the Internet.

ZOMG!

I think I will be fighting off zombies while picking Hood Strawberries. There will be red juice everywhere, it will be difficult to distinguish between human, zombie, and berry gore. Oh the horror.

Who the fuck has a VERY LOUD argument with their boyfriend about rent (apparently) in the parking lot of their appartment complex at 1:30 in the FUCKING MORNING?! AND THEN, when a neighbor (ie ME) yells at her (I couldn't hear the boyfriend, he was keeping his voice down apparently) and tells to to STFU then yells at said neighbor saying it wasn't her fauuuuult~!

If you are yelling outside an apartment complex at night, then yes, it is your fucking fault. Shut the fuck up, go to bed, and talk it over calmly with your BF when the sun is actually in the fucking sky. I really need to put security's number in my cell phone.

And the my cat decides, as usual, to wake me up at 5 am. And after I kick her out of my room I couldn't get back to sleep thanks to carpel tunnel (for those who don't have it, your hands go numb and it fucking hurts) I need to get some more hand braces.

Bah.

The Hunt for Gollum. Just... watch the trailer. Just watch it. And keep in mind, this is a fan-made film. (basically fanfiction in film-form). I so cannot wait until tomorrow.