What are you reading Wednesday?

Oct. 18th, 2017 12:02 am
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What are you reading?

One Way or Another by Annette Laing - No progress this week.

The Drunkard's Walk: How Randomness Rules Our Lives by Leonard Mlodinow - No progress this week

Isaiah - So I think maybe what this is is a collection of unrelated prophesies made by one guy? I've also seen some verses that look familiar, although translated a little differently than I've previously seen them.

Jewish Pirates of the Caribbean by Edward Kritzler - No progress this week

Darth Paper Strikes Back by Tom Angleberger - Just started this. It looks cute. It's basically a story about a kid who makes an origami Yoda on his finger, and then that finger starts knowing things in advance, but then he gets suspended from school for threatening a girl with this origami Yoda and his friends have to rescue him.

Kids Pick the Funniest Poems by Bruce Lansky - Most of these poems are worth a chuckle, I think, but I don't know that they are actually the funniest or anything. Jafar doesn't get the humor.

Closest

Oct. 18th, 2017 12:01 am
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Who are you closest to?

My mom, probably.

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68F - 45F : Sunny

Oct. 17th, 2017 10:42 pm
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I woke up inexplicably at 8 this morning. Actually, it's not so inexplicable; it's a hypomanic episode. But that's neither here nor there at the moment. I got online for 2 hours and then went to read at the elementary school. While I was waiting for Jafar (I got there at 10:17 for a 10:40 reading time because I thought it was 10:30, and also, didn't have to wake up and drag ass for a few minutes while I woke up) the leader of the thing mentioned she had 3 kids whose mentors had just never shown up. The kids were told they were in the program and then their mentors never showed up. I asked if any of them had lunch shortly after Jafar, and was told that one of them had lunch exactly two minutes after Jafar. So I volunteered to read to this other kid, too. I read from the book of poems that Jafar picked, and he asked why they were funny since the title of the book labels them the funniest poems. I wonder if he understands anything I say to him, because these were some funny poems. I wound up explaining the punch line to him a couple times, but then it seemed like if you have to explain a joke it isn't very funny or whatever, so I tried to just talk about the poem a little. He seemed to understand, but still wasn't getting the humor. I dunno.

After Jafar went back to his class, I was paired with a young man named Jayden. Jayden is in 5th grade and enjoys video games and reading. Unlike Jafar he was able to tell me several books he enjoyed reading, and immediately picked out a chapter book that looked good to him (something like Darth Paper and the adventures of Origami Yoda). He said he's a big Star Wars fan and can't wait for the next movie to come out in December. I like this kid :) We read for a little less time than I read to Jafar, because Jafar brings his own lunch, and Jayden had to go through the lunch line and buy lunch. But that's okay, we still were able to read a good bit.

I came home and tried to nap, but Tara started texting me asking me if there were a good time she could come over to measure our windows tonight. I texted Kevin to find out for sure that he'd be home, and then told her she could come by after 6:30, but she'd have to talk to Kevin as I wouldn't be there. At that point I wasn't sleeping, so I got up and had 2 hours to do productive things. I cleaned up the rest of the stuff Tara put on my desk, so now it only looks as bad as it did when we started. Then I refreshed LJ and proceeded to 1. take a picture of my cat 2. make plans to make plans 3. take a can of dog food away from my dog and 4. absolutely not read lj.

The alarm went off and I packed my laptop up and went to my therapist appointment. We talked about Tara, our new furniture, and my making plans to make plans, and suddenly she looks at me with a look of horror and goes, "you're bipolar, aren't you?" And I'm like "yes" and she starts reading a list of questions off her computer and comes back with "I think it's safe to say this is a hypomanic episode." Then she asks me what my list of triggers that I know mean I need to go to the hospital are, and says she'll contact my psychiatrist for me. Yep. I told her I wasn't too worried about needing the hospital because I haven't since I started the geodon, but she made me list out symptoms that I would accept as signs to do so anyway. But it basically boiled down to "if my husband tells me to," and I'm not telling him he has that power. lol.

I went from there to the write-in with Klepto, where we had planned to make plans. We made those plans, which basically are for two write ins, one on the streetcar trolley getting off 4 times and going to different coffee shops, and basically crawling around the city for several hours to different places. The other is doing the same thing on one of the train lines going from Doraville to the Airport and back north again. Then we planned a write-in for the 1st, since no one else had, and we both wanted to try to get off to a strong start. We also started to plan a TGIO party for December. We thought about making it a write in (it's spending some time at a coffee shop that has cats from the local no-kill shelter that you can play with, and adopt if you want to, but we decided people might be too distracted by the cats to write, so we decided to do it as a TGIO instead of a write-in). That pretty much took all our time, and 10 minutes before the store closed, I was like "well, let's not make them kick us out," and we packed up and left.

I also found out Klepto doesn't have family for Thanksgiving. Her dad's family doesn't speak to her because other than her father (who died) himself, they are all racist, and her mother is Chinese. Her mother works at the airport, so she doesn't have the day off since planes still fly on Thanksgiving. So I texted my mother to ask if we could invite her to our Thanksgiving dinner. Of course, my mother is in France, and it was 2:15 in the morning when I texted her, so I don't expect to hear back for a while. Especially since she's on a cruise ship and will probably have her phone on airplane mode until the next port. I imagine my mother will say yes, since she seemed a little put out that Audrey's girlfriend's mother wouldn't invite Kelly to their Thanksgiving last year and left my sister alone on the holiday.

I came home and started talking to Kevin for a while, but he got distracted watching some giant robots fight each other on the internet, or something. so I came back out here and studied for my bat mitzvah, and now, I dunno what I'm going to do. I hope to sleep at some point, because Tara is coming tomorrow. Not super early like Monday, but still at like noon, which is before I naturally wake up. And she'll be cleaning my bedroom, so I can't even nap while she's here.

Depression

Oct. 17th, 2017 07:41 pm
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Mental health is important but it's so widely misunderstood, and mental illness is so misrepresented. I know there have been campaigns recently about ending the stigma, about opening communication. And as Bob Hoskins would tell us - it's good to talk.

I have personal experience with a number of conditions, namely depression, schizo-affective disorder and ADHD. I am not an expert on any of these illnesses and nor will I ever claim to be. This is purely based on my own observations and interactions with the people in my life.

I have had depressive episodes in my life. I have been depressed, generally for a period of one to three months and I generally don't realize that's what the problem is until I'm out the other side. Based on my current feelings of the universe hating me and desperate need to keep Jack & Lucy safe, I am most likely in the midst of one of these episodes which is undoubtedly brought on by stress and major change in life.

I am fortunate. I am surrounded by those who are not as fortunate. I watch my girlfriend doing battle with her mind everyday; every single day for the last 8 years she gets up and fights. I am awed by her strength, by her will to survive, her will to live.

For most, depression is a chronic condition. It is something that you live with daily. There are times when it flares up and overwhelms you. And there are times when you're fairly functional. You can have depression and be happy at the same time. You can have depression and no one know it.

Depression isn't just being sad. Obviously, it encompasses that, but it includes so much more. Your body slows down while the brain monkeys get to work feeding you lies and pressing all the buttons that fill you with fear and sadness and loneliness and anxiety. Depression is a hole that gets darker the deeper you fall into it. It strangles your view of the world outside as well as your view of who you really are.

Don't expect people with depression to be able to reach out for help when it gets really bad. They can't.

Instead, it is our responsibility, our societal contract if you will, to be the ones to check in with those we love, to not let them skate by with "I'm fine" when you know they aren't. It doesn't have to be a lot of work. Just reach out, remind them of your love, that you care that they exist, that you are glad they are alive and in your life. Don't expect them to just get better, just get over it, move on, be happy, etc. It really isn't something they can control.

For most, there is no "reason" that they are depressed, other than their brain chemistry. So put down all the platitudes and inspiration quotes. Stop assuming that if you leave them alone for a few weeks, they'll be all better the next time you see them. Let go of the idea that all they need is a little sunshine or a walk in the woods or a day at the beach or a night out with friends. None of those things fix brain chemistry.

Do reach out to them, especially if their pattern of behaviour changes or they go radio silent unexpectedly. Don't judge how they look (many folks with depression can not do the simple tasks of showering, brushing hair, getting dressed, etc) or the shape of their house (if they can't clean themselves, they likely can't clean their house). Do come over and sit with them, yes, even in the mess. Talk to them and keep talking....TO them, not AT them. Get them talking, GENTLY. Make them a meal. Help them clean (don't do it for them, that will just reinforce what the brain monkeys are telling them about how worthless they are). Offer to take them to see a doctor. Offer to go get their meds refilled.

Above all, just check the judgemental ableist attitude at the door. And love. Love deeply, warmly and without condition.

75 Shadowhunters Icons

Oct. 17th, 2017 01:41 pm
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24 Magnus, 11 Alec, 7 Magnus & Alec, 6 Izzy
6 Jace, 11 Clary, 6 Jace & Clary, 4 Sebastian



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Music Monday (on a Tuesday)

Oct. 17th, 2017 06:09 pm
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Those of you who read [personal profile] quantumcupcakes blog already know this but I broke my wrist at the weekend. I slipped on a damn LEAF, put my hand down to break my fall, broke my wrist instead and knocked myself out. Spent a day and a night in hospital for reasons of concussion and frightened the life out of poor Samantha who's been texting me all day to make sure I'm ok.

Today I'm looking at A song that moves you forward

There's something about Bach - Toccata And Fugue In D Minor that always gets the blood pumping

I had intended on posting a meme I've seen floating around but this cast is too cumbersome. If I thought I typed slowly beforehand, I'm even slower right now. I'd still be here at Christmas - and probably the one in 2018!

Seven day meme - day five

Oct. 17th, 2017 03:26 pm
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The Rules: 7 days, 7 b/w photos of my life. No people, no explanation.

Day Five )

Rich and Famous

Oct. 17th, 2017 08:41 am
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If you had the option to be rich and famous would you take it?

Yes, I think so. I like the way certain rich and famous people play with their fans on twitter. And I'd like to be able to get a message out to millions of people at once.

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Prompt for 2017-10-17

Oct. 17th, 2017 07:50 pm
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Today's prompt is 'did you miss me?'.

Prompt for 2017-10-16

Oct. 16th, 2017 11:11 pm
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Today's prompt is "from the east and from the west".

72F - 47F : Morning Rain

Oct. 16th, 2017 07:56 pm
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Ah, finally some seasonable weather! It was comfortable this afternoon, but if I had stayed out longer than just getting the mail this evening, I would have wanted a hoodie. So it's about perfect out. Yay!

I did finally get back to sleep this morning - at 7:30. Then I had to wake up at 9:45 for Tara, but when I did that she texted me that she was going to be here at 10:30, so I went back to sleep for half an hour. She finally showed up at 11 talking about how her cats had worms and she was up all night dealing with it. I did notice she answered my text very late last night, so yeah. Anyway, she cleaned Kevin's office and worked some in mine. Kevin's office looks amazing. Mine still needs work. The bedroom still needs to be done, too. Hopefully she can make some progress on that on Wednesday.

Tara saw that today was trash day, and took all the trash including the sofa cushions up to the street. Apparently our trash guy was rather rude to her when he told her you need an appointment to pick up more trash than will fit in a trash can. Then he left it all there, including the actual trash can, and recycling bin. What an ass. And what a stupid rule. Tara said hopefully her husband will come and pick up our trash and take it to his storage unit's dumpster so it's not sitting in front of my house. I don't know what I'm going to do if he doesn't come.

I practically had to chase Tara out of my house at 2:30, which I had warned her about when she asked if she could work today. This is probably why she forgot to tell me I had a package, and the package was left on the sofa. Unfortunately, the package was a box of chocolate bars, and the dog got into it and ate about 3 snickers bars. So far he shows no ill effect (I'm not sure if I want effect or affect there. I have sent the question to my grammar guru, AKA Victor lol). I'm keeping an eye on him and will rush him to the vet if he starts puking or having diarrhea or something. Also, the dog bit me when I tried to take a snickers bar away from him when I got home. It didn't break skin, but it hurt, and there's a bruise.

But anyway, the reason I had to rush Tara out of my house is that I had to go meet Addie for bat mitzvah tutoring. We talked for a little before we got started because she said she knew nothing about me and thought that was weird - I guess it is. Usually she knows the kids she works with for years, some of them she even tutored their parents for their bar/bat mitzvahs. We learned the 3rd set of cantillation marks, which I really struggled with. She says she's going to make me a recording of herself chanting my Torah portion so I can practice with her, which will be good.

I stopped by my parents' house to make sure their pool was still full since last time they went on vacation it was sucking in air for a while. It was still at the dirty line on the edge of the pool, so I was thankful (since I didn't have a book to read while I waited for it to fill if I had to do that), and came home. I made us a pizza for dinner, which was tasty. Then I cleaned up everything Tara left on my chair in the office that she wasn't sure if I wanted to throw away or not (it was mostly empty boxes from buggy's boxes, and I threw most of it away but my bow was also there (?) and one or two other things I actually did want to keep).

So it's only 8:30 now, which is pretty early for me to write an entry. I think I'm going to figure out what's going on in NaNoLanta chat which has been beeping up a storm the entire time I've been trying to write this, and then maybe read something, or something.
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Show: SG-1
Rec Category: Gen
Characters: Sam Carter, Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, Teal'c
Pairings: None
Categories: Gen
Warnings: None
Author's Journal: https://gingasaur.livejournal.com/
Author's Website: http://archiveofourown.org/users/gingasaur/profile
Link: Some Days You're the Hydrant

Why This Must Be Read: Jack is turned into a dog. This story is just so much fun.

Snippet: “O’Neill will not kill you, Daniel Jackson,” Teal’c said. “He is a dog.” There was that slight deviation in his tone, the one that - accompanied by the subtle twitching of the corners of his mouth - meant he was secretly laughing his ass off. Daniel threw his hands up in the air. “Dogs kill people every single day!”


Note: sorry, I accidentally hit enter and posted a...template.

three posts!

Oct. 16th, 2017 02:03 pm
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dc comics [123] ➝ rebirth batfam (dick, bruce)


here at [community profile] probono


dc comics [103] ➝ super sons, misc n52 (damian, dick, bruce)*


here at [community profile] probono


dc comics [92] ➝ preboot and n52 bruce, rebirth batfam (bruce, duke, gordon, barbara, dick, damian)*


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* These two are reposts on account of Photobucket Heat Death!!!

A series of unfortuante events

Oct. 16th, 2017 06:45 pm
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If I was a superstitous woman, I'd probably be starting to think that our move this summer, our new house and my new job were cursed. I'm not at all and I don't believe in that kind of thing but that's still not stopping me from half wanting to pack us back up to Bangor - the old house hasn't sold yet, so... it's theoretically feasible.

It feels like since I accepted this job, everything has gone wrong. I broke my leg, Lucy had a stay in hospital and now Jack's broken his wrist and suffered a concussion.

We were out walking the dogs yesterday morning, one of them pulled on the lead. Jack pulled back and his foot slipped on a wet leaf. He went down and automatically went to put his hand out to break his fall but it didn't work, he twisted on it and smacked his head on the ground hard enough to knock himself out. He spent yesterday and last night in hospital, I fell apart a little but I got to bring him home this afternoon. He's conked out on the couch next to me - it seems neither of us slept very well last night. I probably should have taken a sleeping pill when Lucy took one.

Logically, I know it has nothing to do with moving. That none of it has. Not even the hurricane blustering around us. We're not that important in the scheme of things. It's all just been some terrible luck.

Logically, I know that people slip over and land awkwardly all the time. I know that as the body ages, bones break more easily. I'm relieved that the hospital took the time to properly do obs on Jack and kept him in because he had a brain injury and he's not getting any younger. I've got him home, he's going to be ok. He is ok.

Logically, I know that Lucy has a number of chronic mental health conditions which lead to stays in hospital. This happens on a number of ocassions and moving is stressful no matter how much we tried to cushion the experience for her. We were half-expecting it to happen, although it doesn't make it any easier. It's part of her illness, one we all know.

Logically, I know I fell down the stairs because I was carrying too much, wasn't paying attention and having an argument heated discussion with a colleague. It's a recipe for disaster.

Logic, however, plays no part in my current status of hysterical woman wanting to wrap up her family and keep them safe.

Croeso!

I'm Lucy, a 30-something woman who is trying to figure out this whole 'life' thing.

I'm bisexual and poly, living in North Wales with my partners J&S. I'm a home maker, love to bake and cook, and am a huge sci-fi fan. I'm also a little obsessed with journals/planners right now.

I haved lived for so long under the shadow of a number of mental health diagnoses, letting them define me rather than just be part of me. For too long I've been "Lucy the Schizo" and I want to find out who 'Lucy' is
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Welcome aboard my journey. I'm glad you're here and looking forward to getting to know you as we get to know me!

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