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The one good thing about all this is the entertainment value of all these people (myself included) going 'wow LJ, what a fuckup'.

IN OTHER NEWS.

MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW WHEEEEEE

And then on Friday I bounce up to Portland for family stuff and con stuff and eeeeverything ever. Which should be fun.

Annual wave of nostalgia kicked in, a little earlier than expected, but no less strong for that. I kind of like it. Looking back reminds me where I came from, both fandom-wise, education-wise, family-wise. Interesting. Bittersweet sometimes, yes, for either missing the person I was then or mourning the idea that I was that person once upon a time, but. That's how life goes, I suppose.

Hmmm, internet ticking me off in so many popcorn-worthy ways today. Too bad I'm at work and cannot make the delicious popcorn I made last night (smart pop with sea salt, nutritional yeast and pepper mmmm). Oh well. Will make do with tea. YAY TEA.

Weather is lovely and rainy and fall-like and, honestly? A pretty good birthday present for me. Ahhh, rain, I missed you! ♥

Trying to decide between Nicholas' for delicious Lebanese food or Acadia for (hopefully delicious) Cajun food for birthday dinner this weekend. Hmm...

Okay, there, I've updated lol.

So the reason I've missed the current explosion of 'LET'S WANK' in one of my fandoms is, uh. Well a lot of stuff has happened in the past few months, but the past week or so I've had a horrible cough.

Which it turns out is probably walking pneumonia! \o/

Yeah, no srsly. Now on three different meds, including codeine-based cough syrup, prednisone (wheee steroids) and an antibiotic. And I'm at work, and leaving for Portland tomorrow for the weekend. Oh, and starting a class Monday morning. SO THIS SHOULD BE FUN.

I need to update this thing more. When illness and RP and schoolwork aren't eating me though, yeah? Yeah. That sounds like a good plan.

A very good plan.

Oh, yeah. And pie is still the best lol.

Edit: WAIT WAIT, YOU GUYS. I MISSED THE BEST PART OF THE WHOLE THING.

SO APPARENTLY Doctor/Rose and anyone who ships it will TEAR DOWN WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN.

oh god, I don't even. They cannot be serious right? I'm laughing too damn hard to take this seriously because really? If me thinking two characters are pretty cute together is OPPRESSIVE and WILL TEAR DOWN WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN... you seriously need to get the fuck off the internet for a few minutes and, idk, eat an apple or walk through the park or something.


Bwaaaa 'tear down what you believe in' this is pure comic gold.

I just want to note that, once again, it's that time of year where EVERYONE EVER (still in the process of schooling) is going TRALALA SUMMER VACAY, while I slave away in the dungeon of 'ldfkjs DO I REALLY HAVE A WHOLE 'NOTHER MONTH OF THIS?'

Which, yes, yes I do. So if it seems like I'm slow with [insert thing I am being slow at here], that's because I'm probably still up to my eyeballs in homework while y'all frolick.

jsyk. This is also the most probable reason for random key-smashing, hhnnnghing, disappearances or bursts of rawr. Hopefully I will spare most of you from such things.

Friday was... kind of spectacularly awful? A legal situation a friend of mine is in seemed to get worse and worse every time we heard more, for starters. In the middle of that, I had to run off to work. On my way to work, MY BIKE EXPLODED.

Okay, really, what happened was the front brake flew off the wheel, had its flight arrested by the brake cord on the handbars and ended up in my front wheel spokes, which halted the bike RIGHT away, and wrenched the handlebars too. As I was trying to stop. In the bike lane, with a lane of traffic on either side.

Yeah, I got reaaaally lucky. Had to lift the front wheel up to move it (due to the brake being in the front wheel since I couldn't sit there and undo it in the middle of traffic). Fortunately, there was a bike shop half a block away, and work was only 3 more blocks. Unfortunately, they were only open til 5:30 and I got off work t 6, so I left it there overnight. Hopefully I get my baby back today.

Then I had to deal with a mod-type-problem, which is rarely fun. Eventually it got worked out but nnnngh.

On the plus side: I was a project-finishing fiend at work yesterday, and the weather yesterday and today has been ~gorgeous~. So. /that's a happy

....okay, no one cared about any of that lol. /thumbsup

I'll go back to nerding out at fandom now.

( Spoilers for this week's Naruto, WTFever the number is )

( Spoilers for Bleach 403, which I just misspelled Blech )

Still haven't watched any Who since the second one and, you know what? I don't feel that bereft. Thank you Moffat, for making me not give a damn anymore. :D

Hmmm... Saw Iron Man 2? Quite liked it, though I still love the first more, I think. That was a fun night though, with cake a StumbleUpon and a good part of the Gang. (They need a nickname... hm.)

Voodoo Doughnut is... kind of, sort of open in Eugene? Not really, since they have no posted hours, and no sign, and keep selling out, but. キタ---------(*A*)-----!!

Okay, time for food byeeeee

Got an email the other day, with the oddly euphemistic header of 'milestone'. Okay, I thought, what one is this? Don't think I've passed any lately, but hey.

Baaaasically it was an email telling me that after this term I'll have 135+ credits and officially be considered a senior.


My reaction can generously be described as a delayed freak-out. In truth, it was more like:
' ....../small scream
/closes email
/goes back to working on midterm sooob'

In a nutshell. I'm so not ready for thiiiiis. /craifais

DISCLAIMER: Margaritas may in fact be substituted later in the evening with merely margarita-flavoured alcoholic beverages, or other beverages beginning with m.

Ninjas may result in fic or postings of the 'OHG OD WHAT DID I WRITE (ﾟдﾟ)' nature.

But the Fudgesicles are real Fudgesicles, rest assured.

I have made my DW look like my LJ. Truly, I am accomplished.

I've also managed to re-get LJ Archive and upload all my old entries oh why did I do that... Oh well. It's a record, I suppose.

Someone stop me from throwing my most cute and innocent characters into TLH or LoveSphere. That can only spell disaster. (And lulz, but.)

Musebox things are so fast and yet... so slow! Ahhh. Okay. Things to write in the next few days:
- Susan background (done, talk about powers with Mia?)
-- As an addendum to this, keep that fic idea for later
- NEENJAS ON AIRSHIPS. Gotta write that up pronto.
- Talk with Mia about Momo/Seireitei?
- the Gin/Anko fic that's haunting me still (it's only half done! )
- finish Densha Otoko fanmix for class

...

Okay, back to ninjas and despair! 8D

EDIT: THERE WE GO, DW BANNER FIXED, I AM ACCOMPLISHED.

Yeah, I'm completely in love with my JPN 410/510 class. Today, it was all about 2chan, internet novels, otaku/otome, Densha Otoko, etc. etc. etc.

Units still to come? A unit on fanfic (including slashfic, subtitled 'Harry Potter did what with who?!'), a unit on plagiarism (which reminds me that I need to post the bleachness comm post on the Simmonsing), a tour of the main library (with my boss omg whut), Japanese emoticons...

And so on an so forth. We're using Ning and a Google Doc as a bibliography that anyone in the class can (and is expected to) post things to.

This class is like... my life. I'm allowed to be as nerdy as I am in discussions and such...I may even link some of my own fanfic (if I'm feeling brave enough). For discussions purposes. I'm soo~ completely in love with this class, yep.

Seems like every three months or so another of my friends is getting screwed over by the American medical system, the American academic system, or some other proud American institution claiming to be around to help people.

Today? It's a combination. My friend mathnerd is, in her own words, "battling a number of chronic illnesses, including Crohn's disease with related arthritis, and recently the combination of arthritis, tendinitis, carpal tunnel syndrome, nerve damage, and a neurological issue in both arms and hands has rendered me incapable of using my hands/arms correctly. I am also battling migraines, neurological issues, and having general mobility issues."

Sounds like a lot, huh? In addition to all of that, she's been incredibly awesome, using her 'spoons' to work her ways towards an MSc.

She can no longer continue her studies, the school has no provisions for her chronic illnesses when it comes to her departmental tests--basically they did the equivalent of pulling the rug out from under her.

She's now deep in medical debt and every spare penny has gone towards paying that. The catch is, she's a German citizen, and if she can just get home to socialized medicine that debt will, at the least, not grow. The Catch-22? She has no money for a plane ticket home, because all of it has gone to trying to stay afloat on her medical debt.

She needs $600 to get home to Germany.

Her entry on all of this.

I can't pitch in much monetarily, but I'll be putting in what I can. Please, consider helping her get home, or boosting the signal yourselves.

I'll, uh. I'll get off my soapbox now. /cough

This evening had better get better really fucking fast, or else I might either break down and cry or hit something, both of which would be bad.

The day itself was pretty good, actually! The Republicans are using the tea partiers to raise more money, the tea partiers are simultaneously repenting and repeating their slurs and bigotry, and I went to pick up my prescription at the pharmacy in celebration of omg health care (well, and because I needed my prescription, but).

One friend of a friend's ridiculous sexist slur on HBIC Nancy Pelosi couldn't ruin my day, oh no, wasn't going to let it.

Well, until while with my housemate's and their houseguest I brought up that ridiculous 'racism is dead!' article. Because, haha, wtf, no racism isn't dead, unfortunately. It would be equally ridiculous to say we've made no progress towards stopping racism and its effects, but yes, it's still here, and it's still prevalent in this society, as the multiple, recurring 'isolated incidents' have highlighted in stark detail.

Keep in mind, this is Eugene, Oregon, and while we don't have a high African-American population, we do have high populations of people of various hispanic, asian, middle eastern and native American heritage here. Whiteville, USA this is not. We're also, despite the odd racial mix, a bastion of liberalism, as is most of the valley.

...The houseguest and the other boy that practically lives here, Nick, (both white, heterosexual, cis-gendered males) agreed with the article. Nick says "racism will be over when I no longer have to check 'Caucasian' on forms and such", which. What you identify as racial and being discriminated against on the basis of that race are ENTIRELY DIFFERENT. This should have been a warning sign.

I pressed on, bringing up affirmative action. Neither of them knows what that is (I explain to them it's when, in certain areas like hiring or schools, if there's only one slot and two equally qualified applicants, the minority applicant should get the spot), and when they find out, they immediately decry it as reverse racism. I point out the reality of institutionalized racism.

They don't know what that is, so I explain it as being when racism is ingrained in the society's institutions. Houseguest's response? "Well if it's so deeply ingrained in society, why should we bother trying to change it?"

Cue Anne!rage. He didn't even realize that women are still paid less to the dollar than men for the same job--and that's even ignoring (number-wise) those women who choose to stay at home and raise a family instead of furthering their career. (Which, sexism got brought up as an example of something that has also improved but not gone away in society--and which changes would not have come about if we simply decided 'oh, that's jsut the way society is, too bad'.)

And when I said 'so you know what, fuck you and your white male privilege!' at the end of my rant, his response, laughingly, was "And that's not racist at all!"

I had to walk out of there before I stabbed him with the cooking chopsticks I was holding. No, you douchehat, asking you to examine your position in society and the inherent privileges it affords you is not, in fact, racist, sexist, or anything else. It's asking you to pull your head out of your ass for five goddamned minutes and take a fucking look around.

I fled.

It got worse. I tweet-ranted about this douchebag, a series of three tweets which, since constrained by the character limit, were very angry, and only mentioned the housemate in the last tweet, where I stated that I needed a drink if no one was going to die tonight.

A friend of mine, a woman who I respect very highly, is my mother's age, very kind, known her for years, she @ replies me. Her tweeted response? 'PMS much?'

...

And so I sent back a five-tweet response, explaining that I was angry at the ignorance, racism and unexamined privilege he displayed because the things we were talking about affect me and my life and that of my friends, family and loved ones, and she just trivialized my outrage over this and demeaned it simply on the basis of the organs I have down below.

What. the. Fuck.

She sort-of apologized, claimed some of my tweets hadn't made it through, and that she just wanted to know the context of the angry ranting. That was not the way to go about asking. Sorry, but no. I forgive her for saying it, I think, yes, but it's really damaging to hear something like that at the end of a conversation with a guy like that.

If I get through this night without kicking Mr. Privilege in the face, it will be a fucking miracle.

tl;dr: RACISM: still here, still not cool at any speed. SEXISM: Still here, still not cool at any speed. In short, fuck this, I need a drink before I need a lawyer for a restraining order.

Also gonna write some smut, that might make me feel better. Or read more about Nancy Pelosi, my favorite HBIC atm.

The American House of Representatives just passed Health Care Reform.

It's a long way to the top of that mountain. No country is ever going to be perfect, and no bill will ever be perfect, but by taking one small step at a time, someday, we're going to get better.

ngl you guys, I teared up as the Democrats were cheering after the vote.

I was afraid, for a while there, that we wouldn't get to this point. But you have made me proud again today. We have taken another small step towards becoming a civilized place again. A small step, but one that matters. Let's keep going, America. I'm ready.

And, I'm pretty happy for them trying to fix student loan stuff too because, ahaha, looking at grad school just got a little less terrifying.

And if the general squeals of delight and pick-up-hugs were any indication tonight? My housemates are also very pleased by this turn of events as well.

/celebrating with some sparkling chardonnay and a PB&J sammich

So I spent three and a half hours in the hospital today!

The full story is this:

This afternoon, after deciding my physics quiz wasn't nearly draining enough, that I should go give blood too, since it had been eight weeks and the blood drive was here again. Before the quiz, I'd had a PB&J sammich for lunch, and before giving blood, I had a slice of pizza too. After giving blood, I had juice and cookies and lots more water and felt, really, fine.

Decided to go down to Emerald City and turn in my DVD, then stop at Hiron's on the way back to get latex gloves so I could dye my hair and not stain my hands. After coming out of Hiron's, I decided that I needed a snack, and went over to Safeway right next door.

Picking up a bottle of that...flavored carbonated stuff without sugar, I headed over to the fruit. While trying to find a ripe pear, I started to feel dizzy, but I figured I'd buy my stuff, sit down at the tables in front and eat.

Put my stuff on the belt in a short line, and had to lean down against the edge of the conveyor, because suddenly I felt extremely dizzy and nauseous, not knowing what was happening. And then I said to the cashier, as it was my turn to pay, "I need to sit down right now." And did so. In the checkout aisle.

And promptly passed out.

Only for a moment, but long enough. So, yeah, came to, vision was all starry, couldn't hear anything properly. A bunch of (really fantastic, really nice) people, including the cashier and a nice British man and his wife who had been in line behind me, helped me over to the tables even though I couldn't quite walk or stand on my own. Sat down at the table...

Where I promptly passed out again, as I found myself on the floor. Also bit my lip real good at some point.

By this point, they had called the paramedics, I'd managed to dig out my phone to call my roommate and I was starting to come back around.

So, yeah, paramedics all showed up, and because I wasn't recovering very quickly at all, they decided to take me down to urgent care to make sure there wasn't anything seriously wrong with me.

At this point I am thanking the heavens for the fact that my family has insurance and I can go to the emergency room without having to worry about going into debt.

So, yeah. Three and a half hours later of blood tests and IVs and sitting around waiting for things to happen, I got home. Where I sit. And I didn't realize until after I tried all three phones and left a message that my parents were probably abed by then.

SO THAT WAS MY EXCITING DAY.

Oh, and I think I did pretty well on the physics test. Even if I'll now be known forever as 'That Girl Who Fainted' at the Safeway. Ahhh well, such is life.

Also: Where the heck are all you people reading Naruto chapters a day before OneManga or MangaFox has them?