MinnesotaCare=BOO!
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1) Respond with something random about you.
2) Tell which song or movie reminds me of yo u.
3) Pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
4) Say something that only makes sense to the two of us.
5) First memory of you.
6) The animal you remind me of.
7) Ask something that I've always wondered about you.
8) Tell my favorite thing about you.
9) Tell my least favorite thing about you.
10) If you play, you MUST post this on yours if you want to.
Really, I never do these things so get them while they're hot! Also, I will screen or PM my responses in case of sensitive materials. LOL!
1) Respond with something random about you.
2) Tell which song or movie reminds me of yo u.
3) Pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
4) Say something that only makes sense to the two of us.
5) First memory of you.
6) The animal you remind me of.
7) Ask something that I've always wondered about you.
8) Tell my favorite thing about you.
9) Tell my least favorite thing about you.
10) If you play, you MUST post this on yours if you want to.
Really, I never do these things so get them while they're hot! Also, I will screen or PM my responses in case of sensitive materials. LOL!
This isn't someone I know personally but it is someone whose story touched me in a personal way.
In the words of her friend Megan:
"I have a friend named Casey, who I met when she was a beautiful, slightly shy 16 year old through my friends Miss K and her father the Oak King/Traveler. In the past 3 years I have gotten to know Casey a little better and have watched her grow in confidence, passion and poise.
Last fall she went away to college where she got to experience a lot of the things that make life both joyful and sad. She grew more into her own person which happens to be incredibly strong at its core. Then after months of increasing pain in her back she went to have it checked (again) and the chiropractor cared enough to be very thorough in the exams he put her through.
What they discovered was that Casey has a large tumor eating away at her in her back and hip. The diagnosis? Osteosarcoma.
Casey isn't dying but the cancer has metastasized into her lungs and right shoulder. She will also be having her right leg and part of her pelvis amputated this September. This is because while the tumor has shrunk a little, between it and the chemo her leg has fractured badly just from walking on it.
A week or so ago Casey entered into a contest by Victoria's Secret. The prize is a trip for two to New York City for 3 days of pampering at a spa, staying in a nice hotel, a shopping trip and seeing a city Casey has never been to. Although, she seems to be more excited about being able to ride in an airplane. :)
So, if you have a minute each day - please vote for her at Profile #880."
Y'know what? I don't care whether you're the militant, anti-corporate, anti-sexualization-in-Pop-Culture type or some puritanical Christian who thinks companies like Victoria's Secret signal the "End Of Days," or whatever silly shit in which you choose to believe. I believe in people. I believe that sometimes honest, wonderful, unassuming people are befallen by horrible, wretched circumstances that aren't at all fair. Life isn't fair. There is no true justice. The innocent are often stricken with impossible cruelty and the guilty often go free. The universe is a chaotic and unruly place that doesn't adhere to simple-minded ideas regarding "fairness." But every so often you get the opportunity to soften the blow for another human being who just needs a little helping hand. This doesn't cost you anything but a moment of your time to potentially brighten someone's day. It's a tiny gesture for a fellow human being who could use something nice right now. And if you really can't handle doing this without having something shallow involved in the process just consider all the rest of the vapid douches vying for this prize to which you'll be granting disappointment. Hopefully that will at least put a smile on your conflicted, rotten face you smug piece of shit.
And thank you in advance.
VOTE HERE
Then spread the word. I can't do this alone.
Road Trip : Tattoo 2009 shall commence just as soon as my passenger/navigator/humorous distraction arrives!
Because it's been a while...
"It's almost like a magical fairy tale - that punches you in the face."
"It's almost like a magical fairy tale - that punches you in the face."
Anybody interested?
I'm pretty good (at least the owner of the school in Cloud-twon who taught me says so.) I have a butt-load of foils just waiting for some hair.
My only requirements you pay for your own colors and developers as I am brokey-broke. But I do have a Sally's discount card so that will help.
This is free and for fun! Any takers?!
I'm bored.
I'm pretty good (at least the owner of the school in Cloud-twon who taught me says so.) I have a butt-load of foils just waiting for some hair.
My only requirements you pay for your own colors and developers as I am brokey-broke. But I do have a Sally's discount card so that will help.
This is free and for fun! Any takers?!
I'm bored.
"The angel has confided in me that he is going to ask the Lord if he can become Spider-Man."
Interesting things of late:
Thursday: Forced Sean at gunpoint to attend midnight showing of X-Men Origins Wolverine. I bid you all, DO NOT see this movie, unless you never read any of the Marvel comics and don't give a flying fuck about awful dialogue.
On the way home after dropping Sean at his car (which happened to be coned?) My car was accosted and molested by a drunk frat boy. I don't think it's a good thing to drag a young drunk person around a corner at 3am. I finally managed to shake him off, only to see him try the same shit with Sean's car in my rearview WTH?!
Friday: I was feeling particularly lazy, so I slept in a bit, then joined Sarah and Dan at their place for some artistry fun. Those two are an amazingly wonderful creative powerhouse! For neatness! I felt so useless babbling away as they were both creating things to either side of me. I enjoyed myself immensely.
Thought about going to midnight free comics, failed.
Saturday: Work was paticularly awful today, sometimes I wonder if ok to follow co-workers around with air fresheners. Hrm. Got off work, ran a few errands. Stopped by Twin City Comics, where, to my joy, Tom had made a bag of the comics he figured I'd like and hid them. Also included were the two Batman comics that Gaiman wrote. He is so awesome! Rich offered to paint a hoodie for me if I brought him one in the proper size, because I saw a really funky looking Punisher one, but there was no way in hell I was about to buy a hoodie that comes down to my knees. Must go hit up the kids section of Target again. Tom's brother is making me a Unicorn cake for my gathering this weekend, I am excited!
Went home to do laundry. Sean joined me later. I introduced him to Castle Crashers, he stole my character so I ended up playing a character about 10 levels lower than him and he kept having to give me CPR. It was a laugh. Craving for sushi set in, I ordered just in time for a pickup before they closed. We swooped out and back and decided to check out which Venture Bros. I had downloaded. Seems it was only season 3, which was weird, but it's Venture Bros. it's still delightful. We parted ways and I crawled into bed with my cuddly furball who had managed not to draw any of Sean's blood during the evening (but was still extremely hissy and uncomfortable) kitty prozac here we come.
And now I think I'll crawl back into my warm bed for a while, I'm really into the current book I'm reading. I think I shoud've been tracking the books I've read thus far this year, It seems to me it's capped 30 by a long shot. Maybe I'll do some back-tracking and list it out. Hopefully, I didn't send most of them to Half-Price for the Great Artie Health Fund. Oh, yeah! Artie has his very own checking account now. Thanks in part, to some of you! *HUGS*
YOU ARE THE GREATEST
(for those who don't get it, this is announced at every Wild hockey game because we sell out every time.)
I am so very, very close to the amount I need for Monday! Thank you to all my wonderful friends and their absolutely generous hearts. Just a little bit more which I think I can attain after I pick up some things from some friends on Sunday and I think I'll be in the black.
I wish you all could know how much it means to me to have your help and to hopefully have a healthy fur baby.
<3 you all!
I wish you all could know how much it means to me to have your help and to hopefully have a healthy fur baby.
<3 you all!
I'm planning on taking Artie to the vet on Monday. http://smartalix4.livejournal.com/12896 7.html
I added a payapal donations button in there if anyone prefers to use it. I know this is really whiney and skeezy, but I really need to make sure he's ok and he gets the meds he needs.
Please help. You will be reimbursed in the future, and I will be appreciative for the rest of my life!
Thanks to everyone already offering, you are amazing. I will be free all day Sunday to pick up various items and such. Please let me know what times are good for you.
Thanks so much!
I added a payapal donations button in there if anyone prefers to use it. I know this is really whiney and skeezy, but I really need to make sure he's ok and he gets the meds he needs.
Please help. You will be reimbursed in the future, and I will be appreciative for the rest of my life!
Thanks to everyone already offering, you are amazing. I will be free all day Sunday to pick up various items and such. Please let me know what times are good for you.
Thanks so much!
Ok, I hate asking for handouts. (even though I DO write up some non-serious sarcastic ones quite often)
But, this is for real. I just learned from my brother that the disorder Artimus had when he was a kitten may not have simply caused his stunted growth. Apparently, as he told me today, the vet was rather vague, but said that it could lead to further issues down the line, such as potentially diabetes, or any number of other ailments. And with the way my baby has been acting of late I'm a bit worried about him and want to take him in for testing and a checkup.
Problem is, with my not having insurance these last two months I've been spending the majority of my extra cash on my own prescriptions and appointments (hundreds per month.) I sold the last of my games and my strat guides for my last prescription and now I need to come up with at least $200 to get Artie checked out.
If any of you are willing to help me I would be indebted to you for life. I'm not asking for money, I already feel skeezy enough just asking for help, but if you happen to have any books/movies/cd's/clothes that could be sold for consignment that are just sitting around taking space at your place, I will personally come out and relieve you of it so that I can sell it to help get the $200 I need to make sure my baby is alright. I promise you, no request like this will ever come from me again, and I also promise that I will pay anybody back as soon as I possibly can (as soon as my insurance paperwork is finalized.)
Please help me, I don't know what I'd do if I lost Artie. He's my best friend and I need him.
Thanks

But, this is for real. I just learned from my brother that the disorder Artimus had when he was a kitten may not have simply caused his stunted growth. Apparently, as he told me today, the vet was rather vague, but said that it could lead to further issues down the line, such as potentially diabetes, or any number of other ailments. And with the way my baby has been acting of late I'm a bit worried about him and want to take him in for testing and a checkup.
Problem is, with my not having insurance these last two months I've been spending the majority of my extra cash on my own prescriptions and appointments (hundreds per month.) I sold the last of my games and my strat guides for my last prescription and now I need to come up with at least $200 to get Artie checked out.
If any of you are willing to help me I would be indebted to you for life. I'm not asking for money, I already feel skeezy enough just asking for help, but if you happen to have any books/movies/cd's/clothes that could be sold for consignment that are just sitting around taking space at your place, I will personally come out and relieve you of it so that I can sell it to help get the $200 I need to make sure my baby is alright. I promise you, no request like this will ever come from me again, and I also promise that I will pay anybody back as soon as I possibly can (as soon as my insurance paperwork is finalized.)
Please help me, I don't know what I'd do if I lost Artie. He's my best friend and I need him.
Thanks
Books to the face = FAIL.
fatlip must go away before I return to the public domain....stupid book, why'd you have to go for my face anyways?
fatlip must go away before I return to the public domain....stupid book, why'd you have to go for my face anyways?
Yeah, so.....
I got rear-ended today.
I heard the screeching of brakes behind me when I was stopped at a light, I put more weight on the brake as I looked up into the rearview at my approaching doom *sigh*
I got out of my car, prepared to face the image of a huge deductible, but miraculously, no damage. So, I took off my shades to face the other driver, and that's when I saw the baby in the back seat. the BABY.
I'm pretty sure I heard the fuse snap in my brain.
I cut the kid off as he was explaining that he was sorry, "he had just been telling..."
"I don't give a goddamn what you WERE doing! What you should have been doing was being fucking careful! You've got a fucking baby in your car! What the hell is wrong with you?!"
He says that he's ALWAYS careful, which garners an, "OBVIOUSLY NOT!" from me.
I told him he was fucking lucky and he'd better be more careful in the future and he should try not to forget that he's got a baby in his car, or better yet, maybe he should just pretend he's got a baby in his car while he's behind the wheel.
Then I marched back to my car, where Joe and I then realized that the kid was a regular at our store.
I wonder if he'll ever come back?
I got rear-ended today.
I heard the screeching of brakes behind me when I was stopped at a light, I put more weight on the brake as I looked up into the rearview at my approaching doom *sigh*
I got out of my car, prepared to face the image of a huge deductible, but miraculously, no damage. So, I took off my shades to face the other driver, and that's when I saw the baby in the back seat. the BABY.
I'm pretty sure I heard the fuse snap in my brain.
I cut the kid off as he was explaining that he was sorry, "he had just been telling..."
"I don't give a goddamn what you WERE doing! What you should have been doing was being fucking careful! You've got a fucking baby in your car! What the hell is wrong with you?!"
He says that he's ALWAYS careful, which garners an, "OBVIOUSLY NOT!" from me.
I told him he was fucking lucky and he'd better be more careful in the future and he should try not to forget that he's got a baby in his car, or better yet, maybe he should just pretend he's got a baby in his car while he's behind the wheel.
Then I marched back to my car, where Joe and I then realized that the kid was a regular at our store.
I wonder if he'll ever come back?
If Obama has the US fighting pirates, does that mean that we all get to be ninja's?
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