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Okay, ya'll. The Fannish on my Flist know me pretty well. But, it's come to my attention that most of the rest of the fandom, including a number of authors that I really respect based on their works and incidental interactions kinda don't.

So: should anything about me, what I've said about this or any other topic, what I've written in the fandom in the past 7 years, or my ethics and ideologies come into question, please refer people here.

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Love to All.

Reasons I have a Husband Now. Entry 1.

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7:20 PM, text I received at work:
"Here. Puppy in the parking lot!"
My Reply:
"Go say Hi and say I sent you over. Jen and Dakota are regulars."
7:30 PM, text:
"Puppy cuddles. :D"

8:20 PM, standing in the frozen foods aisle.
"I love you?" he says.
"I know, honey. I'm just exhausted and don't want to make any more decisions. I've done nothing but make decisions all day and I'm just done."
*he hugs me*
"Okay. So, what should you have for dinner? How about that cardboard box?"
*I lick the box.* "It's a little bland."
"Really? You really just licked cardboard? Alright, how about we walk around and I'll point at something and you can say yes or no?"
*walks toward the chocolate ice cream*

Yeah. Keeper.
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There are various measures going through legislative bodies all over the world right now, attempting to decide what to do with citizens of country A that aid "in foreign wars" or "terroristic activity" related to countries Q, R, S, and T.


My knee-jerk, 7the generation American reaction is to say, "If they leave here to join ISIS or the Islamic Brotherhood or whoever else thinks it's okay to carbomb public buildings and unleash nerve gas on toddlers, they need their US citizenship revoked and a GPS tracker for the Navy SEALS shoved up their asses."

And then I realize that the 16 year old child bride of a 39 year old (now, thank you US flight schools) pilot sold off from New Jersey in a "traditional" marriage and compelled onto a plane to live in Turkey doesn't deserve to lose the protection of citizenship in her home country. Her children don't deserve to lose the protection of their mother's citizenship either; she didn't decide to be married to a terrorist. But, what if the family in the next house *did* decide together to join a radical religio-political murder movement? Shouldn't that wife be punished too?

In no particular order:

Netherlands-- seeking to revoke citizenship of those volunteering with a terrorist organization, applying to those with dual citizenship only. (What I don't understand: isn't helping a group that wants to "Kill the Infidels" still treasonous from someone with single citizenship?)

Germany-- seeking to revoke the Government ID cards of terrorist organization participants, thereby limiting their movement within the continent. (Besides the treason question, what does that do to their ability to leave the continent if they possess other papers like a passport/travel visa? I'm unfamiliar with the national identity card, though I think I know how to ask to see it.)

French-- considering revoking the need for a court order for police to stop a citizen leaving the country. (Will they use it for the intended situation without expanding the power based on the precedent the decision sets?")

Britain-- can revoke citizenship of dual citizen involved with terrorist groups. Considering expansion of that power to delay the return to UK of born and single citizens suspected of terrorist activity, and prosecuting over 4 dozen British citizens with known ties to terrorist groups on the continent who have returned to UK.

But here's the sticky wicket for me:
"Counterterrorism officials recommend that countries share data to detect the recruitment of foreign fighters, monitor online communications more aggressively, share airline passenger information in advance, and criminalize travel abroad to fight."

Translation: "We think a guy named Abdulla Mohammad al Hussien is traveling to Syria even though his ticket is to Egypt where he has family. You should detain him on his stop over in London until we can get a session in with him. We're sending CIA agents to help pick him up at 09:00 hrs."

My fear: all that information sharing and preemptive prosecution by intelligence opens the door for someone else's back yard to become the setting of "unseen" acts of torture and illegal detention in the name of keeping Americans safe, at the expense of any corporate money-grubber that wants to having full access to *my* browsing history by greasing the right palms.

Thoughts flist?

For lupinelullabye

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Info on a rehabber's license: (Good way to start. Schools like showing kids opossums and woodchucks/groundhogs when they do units on local ecosystems, Native American studies, and state history.) You'd also contact the DNR if you need permits for animals like garter snakes, pond turtles, etc.

There's apparently a state-funded training program for educators: .

I'd suggest getting an axolotl if you can make space for a 20 gal cold freshwater tank. They're inexpensive to obtain and keep, a great example for conservation of species and habitat, they regenerate limbs etc. for science lessons, and the genetics behind the coloration and fluorescence under blacklight are really cool too. (I'm a bit of a salamander nerd. :) )

And because states are getting more nitpicky about species and such, you'll need to be familiar with this:

Summary of Law: All persons who possess certain wild animals must obtain a permit for each animal they possess. A wild animal possession permit is required for Class I animals (eastern cottontail rabbit, gray squirrel, fox squirrel, southern flying squirrel) Class II animals (beaver, coyote, gray fox, red fox, mink, muskrat, opossum, raccoon, skunk, weasel) and Class III animals: wolves (purebred), bears, wild cats (excluding feral cats), venomous reptiles and crocodilians (at least 5 feet long).

Citation: IND. CODE ANN. §14-22-26-1-§14-22-26-6

The education permit is outlined in 312IAC 9-10-9.5

Over all, these aren't bad restrictions, at least compared to some other states. (Right now NY isn't issuing any permits at all because they can't decide if you should be allowed to have an alligator if you don't have a BS in biology or even a master's degree.) I cannot stress enough, though, that getting into hot reptiles is specialist work that REQUIRES specialist training. If I'm lucky, I can get a calm, cold timber into a sterilite bin without it striking, and I work with the guy that trains NY state's environmental officers in confiscating restricted species. Don't mess around with the stuff that can kill you until you've learned how to minimize the risk. :)

Book meme.

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Ganked from Rhapsody11, who saw it "at heartofoshun and chaotic_binky who at her turn read the meme at semyaza And semyaza writes: Last night, I finished reading Jacques Bonnet's Phantoms on the Bookshelves (a book after my own heart) and started putting together a meme based on it. Some of this overlaps other book memes but does anyone get tired of talking about books? If you do, don't speak up. You needn't answer the meme in a comment on my post. Feel free to spread it around, such as it is."

1. How many books do you own and how did you come to be a book collector (assuming that you are)? With an average of 2 dozen on a shelf and four sets of shelves.... at least 300? Maybe 500? C. and I are both bibliophiles.
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And/or call this number (1-800-338-0252) and explain to them that changing their scheduling practices 2 years in advance of a legal directive while attempting to blame the decision on a changing health care law is such a blatantly obvious ploy for higher profits at the expense of their employees that they don't deserve the business of honest, hard working people like the ones they're fucking over. Their behavior makes it clear why their new hire and yearly training updates are so blatantly anti-union, and those of us who have attempted to get answers or make some kind of change on the job fear for our positions.

This decision, in the state in which I live, means the average worker will bring home $170/week. Before this, the highest potential pay a part time worker could bring home was about $280/week. When I file my income tax this year, I will report just over $15,000.00 (about 11,000 Euro) as my gross income. I worked, until recently, an average of 30 hr./week. In some states, those numbers are even lower, and when weighed against the "under employment" rate, are truly sickening. Prior to this change, they once again "revamped" the bonus system and have removed all cash incentives from meeting sales or performance goals as of the first week of December 2013.

Happy fucking New Year, eh?

These are no longer the terms of the contract I signed 3.5 years ago, and yet until I can find additional work, I'm trapped in their ever shifting "corporate mandated" sands, as are over 60% of the chain's workers. The chain has locations in all 50 U.S. States, most of Canada, Germany, Portugal, and the U.K. Please don't use them or the online ordering functions (warehouse and production center facilities are being hamstrung too) unless not doing so would cause you hardship.

I am no longer proud to work for this anti-union, anti-worker, anti-ethics company which strives daily to sink to the level of Wal Mart by becoming Tennessee Ernie Ford's "company store". The world doesn't need more liars, con artists, and greedy fat asses sipping G&Ts with politicians and lobbyists to make it run better. If CostCo and Starucks can value employee involvement as much as they do, "the #1 office supplies store in the world" is certainly capable of it. They just lack the motivation.

A Work Rant.

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We have some very simple rules we have to follow when you decide to trust SPU with your grandkid's Christmas presents. The rules are to try to make sure your stuff gets where you want it with minimal (read: no) damage, because SPU doesn't want to pay back your shipping + the stated replacement value of the item. They want to keep your money. That's why they are a business.
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And a bonus "Here's Your Sign" moment: "Wow, that's a big pile of boxes there. Do you do shipping here?"

(They're stacked in front of a 6' tall sign reading "SPU Drop Off Location," so I wish to hell more of he people asking that were kidding me.)


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I'm ultimately, I think, a very angry person. I'm angry about my childhood, and how my parents' shortcomings and emotional problems shaped mine. I'm angry about my job and how I'm expected to accept insult on top of abuse and still provide service with a smile-- but without reward. I'm angry about my neighborhood and the selfishness of others. I'm angry about my country-- its myopathy, misogyny, selfishness, ignorance, arrogance. I'm angry about my government. I shouldn't have to explain why there, it's all over the news.

But here's the thing about anger; as much as people tell you anger is bad, shame you for it, punish it, anger is inborn. We say it about infants too young to hold up their own heads when they scream in discomfort or fear or rage. "Oooh, he's angry! Better get his bottle/pacifier/blanket/Mama." Anger saves lives. Anger causes change. Anger reveals lies and games and abuses of power and authority. Anger brings justice.

But at what cost?

Contrary to what many religious types try to teach (especially to women) anger doesn't have to destroy the individual that feels it. It can motivate. It can inspire. It can drive. It *can* heal. But often, hand in hand with it, comes violence and hatred and jealousy and a number of other destructive habits. These, I believe, are what kills the humanity of a person, hamstringing the soul and crippling it's ability to connect with others.

Now, I feel hatred, and lots of it, on a regular basis. I'm vengeful. I wish no end of ill will on certain people. This is off-putting to many people, including myself, because penning up that anger and hatred, seeing no vengeance, quickly turns toxic. Imagine an animal as smart as a human, as strong, as conniving, incensed beyond control... and venomous. Thus, I find it important to take the anger that draws with it the vengeance and hatred and examine it, to refine it into something useful. There is no improvement in allowing frustration and apathy to turn into a violent rage, not of the self or the world around you. There is only destruction, of the self and the world around you.

Taking the deep-seated and long-running anger I have always felt and turning it into something that drives good is probably the best revenge I can take on the reasons for my anger.

That's not always an easy task. Today is not an easy day. I'm in pain. I'm afraid. I'm worried. I feel overwhelmed and under-appreciated. I'm fed up. Hope is scarce. The destructive habits that hitch-hike with a justifiable anger are hard for me to fight today.

Thank you for caring about me. I don't hear from all of you often, some hardly at all, but it's still a strong network, like the old spiderwebs in the attic window that trap an errant mosquito. A framework from which to ground myself and stop the swirling madness of rage from overwhelming my good sense and desire to use all this anger for better reasons that self-satisfaction is lifesaving. I want to scream, throw things, break things, hurt someone. Ruin. Become the epitome of The Hag, the Banshee, Kali the Destroyer Goddess beautiful in her rage. Instead, I'll breathe. I'll relax. I'll pull back, be objective. I will build, rather than destroy... because that's what She, what They DON'T want me to do.

Because I'm Bard and I Love My Willy! ;)

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When you read this, post on your own journal with a quotation you love of the Bard.

"There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

(Aka: Science can't explain every possibility.)
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On June 10th, when I was 7 weeks 3 days gestation, I elected to terminate my pregnancy. In 2007, I was told that the severity of my endomitriosis and ovarian cysts might not prevent me from getting pregnant, but would most likely keep me from carrying to term. At that time, I also elected to terminate, and that was done by suction, as I'd already started to miscarry. It, appropriately on a number of levels, sucked.

This time, I chose to attempt the prescription route. Looking back, I probably would have gone with suction, if I could know then what I know now. Explanation under the cut: possibly triggering for abortion/termination complications including GI and stomach issues.
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Please don't take this to mean that everyone who chooses to terminate, or terminates in this way, or chooses an IUD in spite of the risks will go through what I have. This is simply what happened to me, a string of "bumps in the road" as some would say. I do caution you, however, to think carefully about the seat you purchase for the toilet in your first apartment. Think carefully about the furniture in the bathroom as well; something on which to rest your feet may one day turn out to be a good idea. And finally, don't overlook or underestimate the depth of care you can get from a Planned Parenthood or similar reproductive health clinic. Knowing how your reproductive system works, how you *want* it to work, and owning it is one of the most precious rights we have as humans.


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So I've had some pretty damn annoying customers passing judgment on how I live lately, and I've gotta rant. I just happened to trip over an older post in a child free adults community that helps sum it up well, but first, I feel I should say this:

I know I've got parents on my flist, and I think you're amazing people for being willing and able to do it. I will never fault someone who takes care of their kids and teaches them how to be productive and good members of their communities for having and loving and talking about and being proud of (or frustrated by) their kids. (When people abuse or neglect their kids, it's a different matter.) I'm not anti children; I am not anti-parenthood: I am PRO making responsible decisions and respecting life. I have health issues (gone into detail elsewhere); so does my other half. Neither of us wish to pass those along to another being. Nor could we provide a safe, healthy, adequate environment for a child. We can't even make all our bills some months, and I won't raise a child on the generosity of The State in a fire trap of a slum where we may or may not have a bullet come through the window at any given moment.

Please don't take this as a condemnation of your decisions to have and raise wonderful, intelligent, funny, awesome kids; we *need* awesome people in future generations because clearly, there's a dearth of them now.

If you don't have kids yet, but want to one day: awesome. Post pictures and funny stories. :) Sometimes, kids are hilarious and uplifting. If you don't have kids yet and aren't sure you want them, obviously after reading the following, I can commiserate with the difficulties of breaking a cultural script. Find me if you need to vent.

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Fucking politicians...

Hmm. Maybe worth sharing.

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Idk if my non-Statesians will be able to see the video, but here's a news article with me and Other Half in the background doing what we do best: teaching people not to fear reptiles.

In this case, some of the reptiles could potentially kill you. But the alligator and 9' snake are cuddly as lambs. :)
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...which basically means I want to jump around the apartment screaming THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL!

Instead, I share it here:

Random Avengers Fanfic

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title: Learning Curve
author: NeumeIndil
subject: Avengers Movie universe, post-movies
genre: Gen, humor
synopsis: Steve Rodgers is the house guest of Tony Stark while Steve begins to adjust to living in the 21st century. Steve is bored and restless. Tony is... Tony.
warning for: Racist and sexist language re: an Axis power of WWII.
The dog is my only OC and I don't normally write in this fandom. Comment/crit re: fandom accuracy are welcome.

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Everybody else is doing it...

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Seen at Binka and Rhaps. Proof I'm still alive. :)
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Things that make me worry for humanity.

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In talking with someone about keeping snakes as pets. "Do snakes have blood?"
(I should take a moment to mention the speaker was a pre-med student.)
When I replied yes, his next question was "Is it red?"
I was thankful he realized there are some animals (horseshoe crabs for example) that have differently colored blood, though I don't have full faith that he'd realize a horseshoe crab is actually an animal.

(Did I mention he's pre-med?)
Also snake related, a little girl asked me "Do snakes sleep?" and before I could answer in the affirmative, her mother replied that they can't because they can't breathe if they stop moving. (I attempted to correct that one, seeing as it's sharks that can't stop moving their gills for very long or they suffocate, but it didn't get through to the mother. Shocking, I know.)
The number of people (last one about snakes, I promise) that insist that a snake winked at them, or that their eyes roll back behind their eyelids is laughable. (Snakes, in case anyone here is unfamiliar, don't have eyelids. They have special clear scales that cover the eye and are shed periodically, just like the ones over the rest of their bodies.)
Our favorite pizza restaurant has put up new signs recently, reminding patrons to please keep an eye on their children, including demanding no running and clamboring over furniture. "While family friendly," the sign right next to the dessert display reads, "this is a restaurant."
While picking up cat litter today, we saw a device in a store that we couldn't quite believe. In a stand like a regular guitar was an "electronic" guitar. The "strings" are projected on a touch screen. The frets are buttons which you hold down to communicate to the computer which note you wish to play. (Chewtoy bought me a guitar as an early Valentine's gift when he learned I've wanted to learn since I was a kid. It was also $100 marked off the regular price. :) ) "Won't hurt sensitive fingers!" the packaging claims.
(Yes, apparently there are people out there concerned that their children will get callouses from guitar strings, so they'll buy them a video game of a guitar for twice what a starter instrument costs.)
Apparently, and this is news to me, the "snowball maker" has existed-- FOR YEARS. Chewtoy wanted one as a kid, while his parents wondered why in fuck anyone would need *a device* to make a godamned snowball. I, on the other hand, was deprived in that regard as well, as I had to make snowballs by hand in order to chuck them into a snow bank and watch the dog attempt to find it in a bank of snow 4' high. But, I also learned to ride a scooter and a bike without helmet and pads, and climbed trees in boys' overalls and no shirt until I was 7 because who cares about clothes in the summer? Apparently now, kids can't exercise unless it's a team sport that builds character and earns the attention of high school and college sports recruiters to make money off the kid's parents desire for money and fame. And if he gets a college education along the way, hey cool. They'll pay somebody to go to class for him, right?
A customer came into my store the other day asking about pricing on business cards so that her children could pass them out at school to arrange "play dates". Apparently this is a *thing* now, that parents will schedule special playtime for their kids with appointment cards.

Appointment cards for elementary school kids to go to a friend's house and play video games or go ride bikes? What happened to asking?


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Today I read a very problematic article on a work website. "Rules Women Must Follow to Get Ahead". Some of them are common sense, like rising to challenges and being honest about your contributions to a task.

And then, at the end, came the misogyny.

Apparently, a woman who doesn't always look perfectly groomed and expensively dressed will not "get ahead".

Likewise, she "must" learn golf, and whatever other hobbies her bosses like, including vintage wines, cigars, aircraft, etc.

The first are traits my culture rears into our boys and used to discourage out of our girls.

And the last two are likewise discouraging natural behavior out of the woman rather than addressing the fact that our male-centric culture doesn't value anything female. Therefore, she must match her male superiors or not succeed according to her skills.

I work in a company that believes it's still acceptable to tell a woman to "be a man" if she expects to be "good enough". This angers me. A company owned by a friend of Mitt Romney's, and run by a man who thinks a single payer healthcare system would require his company install "lactation chambers" (Yep, milking parlors, flist) for the female employees.

I hate it. Deeply. And it's not good for me.
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I saw it at spacellama.

The questions:

1. Your name and/or username:

2. Where you’re from: (As specific or as generalized as you wish, depending on your level of comfort)

3. The following words: aunt, roof, route, wash, oil, theater, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, sure, data, ruin, crayon, toilet, New Orleans, pecan, both, again, probably, spitting image, Alabama, lawyer, coupon, mayonnaise, syrup, pajamas, caught, orange, coffee, direction, naturally, aluminum and herbs.

4. What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?

5. What is the bubbly carbonated drink called?

6. What do you call gym shoes?

7. What do you say to address a group of people?

8. What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?

9. What do you call your grandparents?

10. What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?

11. What do you call it when rain falls while the sun is shining?

12. What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

And my answers:

The catch with my accent is that I adapt to those around me. I sound like I'm from the southern US (even though I'm not) if I'm around someone who did grow up in a lower latitude. And when I'm put in a performance position (kind of like this one) I was taught to normalize how I speak, hence why "pecan" is a meld of the Southern habit of stressing PEE but the long 'ah' sound in Cahn. My father says PEE Can, my mother says peh-Khan... I split the difference. :/


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We're doing WHAT?!?!?!

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So, changes happen.

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