keltyzoid!: florida is terrible for obvious reasons, but one thing i'm extremely sick of: the giant palmetto bugs. they're basically cockroaches, except massive and will come into your clean ass house for no other reason than to scare the shit out of you.
I don't live anywhere near the Southern US, but I can attest to how bad palmetto bugs are because I used to vacation in Gulf Shores, Alabama with my family. These gigantic bugs would bumble around at night and smack into your windshield, bursting all over it. NASTY.
Meanwhile I am trying not to break a bone walking on icy sidewalks in New England specifically in Boston. It's bad for anxiety or manic periods. I swear people near government center don't know what a shovel is, and how to use one as opposed to North Station. Kind of an assurance that hungover fans and the homeless don't get to slip and fall on my way to work. I was trying to go back home after filing a police report.
Some days there is no sidewalk. You just walk on the road instead. I pity the sparrows that choose to stay here. Just this morning this rabbit decided to run across the street and sit there onto oncoming traffic. I never knew bunnies felt existential dread.
SMAComix:Shekets, Gabby, I have trouble with PCOS as well. I understand how difficult it is to find medication and insurance. I’m trying to find employment full time for this. But some birth control I cannot use because of my migraines.
I did more research on the type of BC I would need to be on to deal with it (an ethinyl estradiol/norgestimate combination pill), and it's pretty much going to require a doctor's visit and prescription.
Pretty much all of Washington outside of Seattle/King County and Olympia got screwed by the Affordable Care Act, and only a few mom and pop companies and businesses here offer healthcare. Most of the big-name retailers offer it, but the number of jobs is limited. I need to learn how to drive before I can try applying to any jobs, because jobs here require a minimum of 30 minutes commute (that's how it be when you live out in the country though, it's really difficult to live in WA outside of the big cities because transit is really unreliable and very limited).
Good luck to you on getting full time employment and hopefully some coverage to deal with the pcos.
My personal fears are starting to become realized. Pretty sure someone tampered with one of the locks on my door yesterday. It's a nervous habit of mine to double and triple-check the door locks and the deadbolt was turned, but not enough to disengage the lock. I'm really concerned.
From my area of the house, usually I'm dead quiet and I can hear whenever someone is on the front porch, and I swear to god I've heard someone walking around out front a couple days ago, casing the house. At first I thought it was the mailman or a delivery service (I buy a lot of stuff online, sue me), but hide and remain pretty vigilant and check things out when I know for sure they're gone. When I checked, there wasn't any mail, no one knocked, no political solicitation papers, nothing of that sort.
There was a triple homicide on Christmas in the county over (not far from here though), and another suspicious death (police are saying they don't think it's the same person who committed the triple homicide) and we haven't had homicide activity like that since the 1960s.
There have been several break-ins as well, and people posing as city workers to get into peoples' homes. The crime rate here has risen by, what I last saw, about 500% in the past year. Most of it is likely heroin junkies trying to steal shit to make money for their next fix.
I'm almost always home (I am only ever out for 1 or 2 days a month) so if anyone tries or successfully breaks in, when the adrenaline hits, I'm going to probably kill them. Or they're going to walk away very appreciative of life and with some hefty medical bills. Either way, extremely foolish of them considering law enforcement and EMTs are unlikely to be able to respond for upwards of an hour.
I'm looking into getting a security camera for the front door. I already have living habits that make house look occupied when I'm gone and unoccupied when I'm here.
My allegiance is to those who are alive, those who wear it on their sleeve, who do not run and do not hide. Redbubble shop| Etsy shop
My colleagues and I (I work for PostNL as a postwoman) are dealing with the same problem, SMA. The village I work in has only cleaned the most important streets and the inhabitants aren't shoveling/salting them either for whatever reason. There are a few things you could try:
- Wear thick (ski/thermo/skating) socks around your shoes for traction
- Put rubber bands around your shoes, they stick to the ice
- Socks + rubber bands
- Find a place that sells snow spikes aka snowsteps
I have shoes with deep enough profile, otherwise I prefer the rubber band method because we have a neverending supply of those on our depot. I personally think the sock method is gross and I haven't bought spikes yet, maybe I will when they're on sale.
Before that I slept poorly for over a week (even up to having a sleep paralysis one night) and then the temperature dropped suddenly to -23 celsius. Like 10 degree drop in one day... So it's not surprising I caught one but still. Having ears popping every 30 mins, throat feeling like someone has stuffed a woolen sock there and going through tissues like crazy. And sneezing hard enough to fling my earphones off. And my lips are chapped to hell and back. Blergh.
Kev:ooh! Did you have visions too? What did you see?
Sorry, I'm very fascinated with sleep paralysis.
Also, I have been using lip scrub the past two winters for my lips and it's been working wonders. I then put a balm on my lips after I use the scrub.
No, not this time. I had a very physical feeling of being smothered while simultaneously being hastily rolled into a rug as if someone was kidnapping me. But previously when I've had it, I saw slowly advancing black figures accompanied with absolute dread and "knowledge" something very very bad would happen once they would reach me. :')
I probably should try lip scrub! I always get chapped lips and dry skin during winter but usually drowning myself in lip balm and lotion is enough. But being sick sure is amping it up.
Damatris:No, not this time. I had a very physical feeling of being smothered while simultaneously being hastily rolled into a rug as if someone was kidnapping me. But previously when I've had it, I saw slowly advancing black figures accompanied with absolute dread and "knowledge" something very very bad would happen once they would reach me. :')
Ohmygod that's terrifying. I've seen a lot of shit, but thank god I haven't had sleep paralysis. Yet, at least.
The temps dropped so hard here that our pipes froze for two days, and now that it is warm enough to thaw the water meter is leaking inside the wall and we have to leave it shut off until someone comes to look at it. My landlord threw a huge fit when I showed it to him, fortunately he's not blaming us but is mad at the city for installing these shitty plastic meters (that are inside the wall, but still also exposed enough to freeze).
Fortunately I have a couple of big water bottles for changing the water in the fish tank, so we can still like flush the toilets, but I've been three days without a shower or being able to clean anything and trying not to like die here.
@Kev: I get sleep paralysis as well when I'm stressed out (which means I haven't had a bout in nearly a year now). There's some kind of logic to it as a fit always develops the same way. I'll describe the feeling for you, this stuff's fascinating.
Chances of me getting sleep paralysis are highest when I wake up between 04:00 and 07:00 AM. I once read a book that called that time the "Hour of the Wolf" and it's spot on because once I wake up, I start worrying about everything and nothing so badly that I can't sleep until 07:00.
I can actually feel a fit coming. It starts with a pulsating pressure and hiss that seems to come from inside my head (hssh... hssh... hssh... hssh...) and that isn't my heartbeat. Then I can't move anymore and my eyes start to close. If I can force them to stay open I'm okay, but it takes effort, like my eyelids weight a ton each. I once went through an episode with one eye open and one eye closed. Another time my left eye was closed and my right eye was blinking like a relay was clicking on and off. When my eyes close, the proverbial dookie hits the fan.
The hallucinations I experience are usually auditory only. I only got visual hallucinations once, which happened to also be the very first time I got sleep paralysis. I saw what looked like two white dots (like eyes) surrounded by jiggly lines, while high voices were screaming "GA WEG! GA WEG!" ("GO AWAY! GO AWAY!") at me. For over twenty years I had no idea what I saw until I watched a particular episode of Star Trek: TNG two or so weeks ago:
WTF! The episode is even called Night Terrors! That is exactly what I saw. I accidentally spat my tea back in the cup when I saw it.
Later hallucinations have always been auditory only. All I see is a black void, even if I should be seeing light through my eyelids. It's like my eyes have disconnected entirely. I hear a high pitched whine much like this and sounds that repeat every second like a long play record with a crack in it. Those repeating sounds can be anything; engine noises, electric arcing, explosions, distorted electronic screeching, I once had Picard (again with Star Trek) screaming "NOO NOO NOO NOO NOO" on repeat. Meanwhile my body feels like every part of it is in a vice. There's usually only one limb or finger or whatever I can move a little, and in order to wake up, I'll need to test every single piece of me to see if that's the thing. Then I move, or I breathe out, until I manage to break free. Afterwards I keep experiencing the pulsating pressure and "hssh hssh hssh" for over an hour. As long as that's there, I can't go back to sleep without paralysing again. After it's gone I can fall back asleep just fine, but until then I prefer to grab a book and read.
Curiously enough I used to get sleep paralysis when in a state of hypnopompia (the state between sleep and waking up) when I was little, while I now only get them when in a state of hypnagogia (when falling asleep). To be honest I prefer hypnagogic hallucinations over hypnopompic hallucinations. The hypnagogic hallucinations at least allow me to mentally prepare, while hypnopompic hallucinations used to transition from dreams straight into chaos and insanity. Imagine you're lying on the beach with Data and Bonnie the Bunny and suddenly all hell breaks loose. "Commander, would you care to ha- ZREUH ZREUH ZREUH ZREUH ZREUH ZREUH" Not nice, not nice at all.
I learned to rationalise the hallucinations, so I don't have that "sense of impending doom" I used to have when I didn't know what they were. Now they're mostly a waste of time that I'd rather spend sleeping.
The initial post got me to thinking about stuff involving my job. I work at a call center, is the reason here, but my work does surveys, not customer support, so it's got its own issues that are separate from that. The big one currently: I haven't had any work since the holiday break, and I think my most recent day of work was December 22nd or thereabouts. We were scheduled to start up again on the 3rd, but it's been 20 days since and still nothing. Apparently they're changing to a new system, which requires taking out all the old computers and putting in new ones since the old ones wouldn't be able to run it. But I know from experience that even when they bring in new computers for a new system, said system works horribly. Our primary system, from when I first started working there, is written in BASIC and even the ancient laptops we have had there can run that just fine. Then they started to put in computers that could run a system that uses Java, nice actual desktops with a mouse and everything--and the new system would regularly lag heavily. And a note that when you do telephone surveys, all your calls are cold calls. Nobody wants to take a freaking survey anyways, let alone one that is getting delayed. I would sometimes try to start into a survey, and we're told to move in, no pausing to let someone say "I don't want to take this" or the like (yes, it's our job, they monitor our calls to make sure we're doing it right--when you ever hear "for quality assurance this call will be monitored or recorded", the person checking doesn't care who the heck is on the other line or what they say, only who the employee is and how they react; this means we also are not allowed to ask if somebody wants to take a survey, because, as they say, we can't give anyone the opportunity to say "no"), but I try to move to another question (sometimes even just the first question) and I'm faced with the spinny, computer-is-thinking cursor (what's it called now? I remember when it was an hourglass--much easier to refer to). That's death on a survey. And then I get sent home early for not producing.
But there's also the frustration of how people might act when we call. I know, absolutely, that people don't want to be called. It's not a job I like having, after all, but it's a job, and an important one. Surveys can do smaller things, like decide how a product is marketed, but we rarely do commercial surveys. Ours are primarily political, and political surveys do immensely important things. Candidates decide how they will campaign (what on their platform do people really care about? What issue are the people indifferent to? What are the detrimental aspects of a person that may need to be addressed? What are the opponent's major strengths and weaknesses? Etc.), but there's also the important aspect of surveys deciding what goes on ballots versus what the officials will vote on themselves, as well as how these elected officials should vote if they do vote on an issue themselves (which will always affect tax dollars--how they're spent and how much they want to collect). So, with all this, people will often respond with "I make my opinion known on election day" or the like. I want to shout at them sometimes that it's too late then. A poor campaign will sink even the best candidate and make sure they don't stand a chance. Some wonderful new bill might be scrapped instead of wasting time putting it on the ballot. Elected officials may pass a disastrous new law that raises taxes without any benefits for the money to go to. But I can't tell people these things. For one, it would take too long and we're trying to inconvenience people as little as possible. But for another, it's antagonizing them, and overall not good to do.
People will also feel they're oh-so-original by trotting out the "why don't you give me your number and I'll call you during your dinner to do this" line. Okay, for one, this is my job, I have no choice but to call now. For another, we have no idea what people are doing. We call from 5:00-10:00 PM because the majority of people get off work at 5:00 (and we're not trying to call them during work, and surely not before--nobody in their right mind would think any decent amount of surveys could be completed when people are getting ready for the day), and we legally can call people until 10:00 (that's another thing, people proclaiming they know the law and we can't call them after 9:00--that's telemarketers that can't call past 9:00; we are not looking for money, just opinions). Yes, this means we have to call people during dinner, but we don't have any other viable alternatives. Another thing is that our company uses the computers we do to ensure the confidentiality of the people we call. The number we call only shows up when a number is to be called and then is hidden from everyone before and after. A survey gets finished and it immediately wipes that number from the system and only keeps the results of the survey (well, I say that, but some surveys do have a question to record the person's first name--just so that if a supervisor for some reason thinks you faked doing a survey and BSed your results without talking to anyone, they can call the number and ask, "did so-and-so complete a survey with us?" to make sure). Any situation of taking the call at home would require a paper trail, as one's number would have to be recorded in order to verify this sort of thing, meaning results would be less confidential, not to mention that these surveys are all only accessible through our work computers, impossible to access at home (they're not online, either--online surveys can be hacked or the like). Besides, that joke is entirely unoriginal, just a tired, unfunny saying that makes the teller of it seem unintelligent and uninformed. And guess what? We likely will have to code the call to make us call you again afterwards, anyways, and that might be at the "we're scrambling to get results" time of dreaded after 9:00 (we try to get all the completes we have by 9:00, because we share the pain of calling people too late--so remember, if you get a survey after 9:00, or especially after 9:30, we're desperate, the caller is tired and just wants to go home, but is stuck on the phone until what is possibly the last complete of the day). And finally on this point, what dinner? We may possibly be calling from out of the time zone, but either way, we won't be eating dinner at dinnertime, if we can even afford it (we are not payed a living wage, and many of my coworkers are actually homeless and trying to get out of that situation). You literally can't call during our dinner if we aren't eating it/you're asleep by the time we can get to it.
Another annoyance is people saying they're on the Do Not Call list. Okay? What does it matter to us? The Do Not Call list is only for telemarketers. People can't opt out of being called for surveys, for the reasons above about political decisions. No politician will legislate away their ability to listen to the people. Whether they do listen or not is another thing entirely, but this is having the ability to do so. They want to get re-elected, so they'll always want to know what they need to do to have that happen. It will never be illegal to call a certain number. And on that note, people that say, "Take me off your list" don't understand how we get our numbers. One way is random, so there is no list at all (the closest to being off the list is if you get rid of your phone). But the more common situation is that our list is voter registration. It would be horribly dangerous if we could take someone off that list.
People might also say to us about their politicians, "They never listen anyways." Then what are we doing? Surveys are how they listen. Hard data is right there, and they love that stuff. You feel you have a better option by personally appealing to your official? That doesn't track--they look at surveys, and see where the personal experiences line up. If it can be seen that you're an outlier, it doesn't matter how emotional your plea, because it's shown that actually you are just a fluke in the system. Tragic, but how that works. And sometimes people might be considered outliers because too many of them didn't give their opinions.
Also ridiculous is when people say, "I don't have any opinions." That's a lie, and everyone knows it. Even being neutral is an opinion. It's saying "I don't care", which is in itself a statement of opinion. And surveys need responses from everyone, the extremes, the middle ground, and all in between. It's vital to know how the entire population thinks. This is also why so many surveys actually ask at the beginning what somebody's political leanings are (and hate to break it to third-party voters, here in the US, we have a two-party system and so all surveys ask in some way if you're Republican, independent, or Democrat--saying "None of those" is absolutely impossible and saying "Libertarian" is not one of the results, and we can't write anything in since the system doesn't allow it and we're not allowed to assume on any question so we can't just put down "independent" for such answers)--they want to make sure they're looking evenly across the aisle (and if it asks how one voted, that's another way, and always separate from the party question--no matter how one says they voted, the party question always still is there). It's the same sort of thing for age, income level, and race questions (I get so many people that think that race doesn't matter, but it does to the people conducting the survey, and it's on virtually on all surveys, so race does have an influencing factor in how many people vote, or else that question would be considered superfluous and removed--also, it's maddening when people say "None of those" on the race question; we literally will have a list like White or Caucasian, Black or African American, Hispanic or Latino, Asian, Native or Pacific Islander, Mixed Race, or Other, and they still say none of them? Everybody in this world fits into one of those categories).
I'm sure I could keep going for so much longer, but I need to stop typing. This has taken long enough to write and I have things to do.
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@shastab I can't even imagine dealing with that every day. I worked for just a few weeks just calling people for the phone book delivery company just to check that they got their phone book and that it was in good condition. People were so freaking suspicious and rude. :(
So I hear back from these... dummies. About this..... devil box. And they want me to "hand it to any FedEx driver."
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I wasn't kidding about leaving the country for three weeks. I am leaving the country for three weeks. I'm also suddenly dog sitting all weekend, have to get all my projects handed over at work, wrap up all the artwork and lessons I'm doing for for my school, at some point I need to like... pack, aaaaand kinda wanted to clean my house so that it's not a trash heap when we get back. I have literally -100000000000000000 seconds to devote to this box.
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"To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world...."
Even though I like to complain about man bun boss, sometimes he is good. Today I felt dizzy and lightheaded, which sent me into a panic attack. He helped explain the situation to my parents and I was allowed to leave early. I'm just mad I missed payday.
This is more of a venting post, sorry if this isn't the place. Tell me and I'll delete it.
I've started having "episodes" lately where I'm overcome with anxiety or intense depression because of things that have happened recently, and it's a huge kick to my stomach every time. I haven't had these episodes for about one year now, and it just got me out of nowhere because of something that happened last week, continued throughout the week and now today. I just don't know what to do and I feel hopeless and exposed and just really wishing I wasn't me right now.
You ever have a hobby that seems to have just the WORST people in it?
Magic players: I'm frothing at the mouth, I'm so mad that Wizards is designing cards with any regard for online play, even though it's mostly getting rid of niche options nobody ever uses, or prints more modal cards that can be mainboarded but also answer certain archetypes. I'm going to interpret their recent statement "paper Magic isn't going anywhere, there are no current plans for paper tournaments to go from best-of-3 to best-of-1 like Arena" as "we're going to make all tournaments best-of-1, no sideboard" because I NEED something to be mad about.
Also Magic players: How DARE they design legendary creatures that aren't specifically tailored for Commander. Why didn't we get new nephilim in Ravnica 3 except they're legendary now so I can use them in my four-color EDH deck? This card is useless in hundred-card singleton, why did they even bother printing it? I don't care that the past few sets are among the best ever, or that Commander players get a full dedicated annual product, or that the Modern and Standard metas haven't been better in years, I'm going to insist Magic is dying and exclusively because they aren't pandering hard enough to my specific format. PS: return to Kamigawa already
Seriously, I think every EDH player needs to get beat with a cluebat that reads "people can enjoy the same thing as you for different reasons, just because something doesn't seem fun to you doesn't mean everyone agrees". I'm sure not all of them are that bad, but they sure have a lot of entitled assholes.
There are two men, in this entire world, that I would like to personally strangle with my bare hands, as I slowly watch the life leave their eyes.
Richard Colvin Reid
Umar Farouk Abdulmutallab
Aka: The Shoe Bomber and the Underpants Bomber.
Bolstered by the 9/11 attack, these waste of breath tried to circumvent the already frustratingly increased security checks at the airports by first smuggling a bomb inside a shoe, then by hiding it in their underpants.
Never mind the fact that they tried to blow up a plane full of people (they failed). They and few other enterprising "martyrs" are the reason why you now have to take off your coat, shoes, belt, not be allowed to carry any drinks, practically unpack your entire carryon so that all of your electronics can be scanned separately, and then walk into a scanner that can see what you look like naked.