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V Day has arrived in the minds and hearts of the masses. by Gossamer on December 17th, 2009, 7:07 pm
Would you believe that right now in the retail world no one is thinking about jolly old st. nick or red and green Christmas decor? Nope. Its set up, set out, and those that are going to shop either have or will be and that's that. So, in the spirit of true commercialism, the next big thing is Valentines Day. You'd be amazed at how much candy is being moved around the country right now. Chocolates, Nuts, with cute little whatevers written across the face of them demonstrative of a male (or in this enlightened age) a females affection for another human being. It's disgusting And its plugging up my work environment. I have a feeling it will be until the day after Christmas or so when it starts going out in earnest rather than just at the trickle it is now. I always thought love was better served by being a good partner rather than waking up one cold ass morning in feb to search out fresh flowers and chocolates just so your mate has something to squeal about in her office with her counterparts or when you come home from your work with said gifts in your arms after she's been slaving at home and you've been slaving at the office yourself. However, no matter how disgusting it makes me, I like my job. So please... in the light that the economy is really bad, don't forget to buy LOTS of chocolate and flowers to cheer up your mate, spoil your loved one shamelessly, and keep the economic cog greased.
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How time passes. by Siola on October 8th, 2011, 12:53 pm
Hello!
I have returned, and this is basically what I needed to say. If anyone wishes to thread with me, it would be my pleasure.
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Thanksgiving by Cayenne on October 10th, 2009, 3:19 pm
It's Thanksgiving weekend in Canada. This means that we do 30 hours of work to do 30 minutes of eating. I know I sound bitter, and I probably shouldn't, but I really, really, really, really, really hate family get-togethers. The only reason that this one doesn't have me cursing --yet-- is because one of my aunts (Aunt Ditz) and her trio of spawn and duo of grandspawn aren't coming. A warning: I may be about to get offensive here, so the faint of heart who are not familiar with my rants should probably stop reading right now. One of my cousins, C, is younger than I am, and she has two children. One of them about two years, two months (D-1), and the other's just an infant (D-2). I am not good with children. I do not like them, I do not want them, and I will not ever have them. Which is fine, you're probably saying, my choices have nothing to do with hers and they really don't impact me. So let's take this further. I've done some animal rescue: two of my current zoo are rescues. One of them, Max, is a cockatiel and no cause for concern (although he can bite through leather work gloves. Seriously.). He is extremely hand-shy and aggressive, and I only take him out if it's just me, so I can do his nails and wings, and maybe sit with him for a bit in my bedroom just to interact with him, where he's fine if there are no hands anywhere. His former cagemate, Rocky, was also a rescue, but he's gone to the Rainbow Bridge from a heart attack/stroke/seizure some years ago. He fell from a perch and broke his neck on the fall, and died a few minutes later in my hands. So that brings me to my second (living, technically third) rescue project. Grady. He is a massive chocolate lab that is made of pure sinew and nervous energy. He was seriously abused in his previous home, has had to have three surgeries on a luxated patella that still freezes up for twenty minutes or so randomly, and has a "it ain't much, but it's MINE" mentality. This is a dog... [ Continued ]
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Disaster Riddled Beginnings by Zantair on February 27th, 2013, 7:02 pm
First off, this is an effort to stay active until I can actually begin Mizahar, and also a place to spout my frustrations so that others may or may not see.
Disaster, first and foremost, and a great example of my talent for misfortune.
Allow me to explain, I had joined mizahar for one purpose, Roleplay. I spent a good 72 hours preparing, writing notes, creating my character, etc,; everything was done, only to find that my phone (I'm moving, so my pc is napping in a box) has a character limit, go figure.
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Do you have to stop being happy if you age? by Dash on September 20th, 2019, 11:55 pm
Do you? Maybe you do, but I don't. I was badly injured and now I can't work. I've been freshly divorced a year ago in September. I can't stand up for more than an hour at a time, nor can I sit for more than hour at a time. Rheumatoid arthritis is deforming my fingers and toes giving me crippling agony each morning it's under 70 degrees. It was 49 last night. I'm living alone for the first time in my life. Almost half a fucking century. My dog died in February, my baby brother died of a heart attack in March. I've stopped rescuing animals because I no longer can.
Was that what you wanted me to confess? There it is, in a nutshell. I will seek out things that make me keep going, not bitch, mope or dwell on what makes me wanna cry. I won't give up. I've made it through life this long and it will take more than this to break me.
I NEED beauty, joy, kindness, healing, writing, RP, gardening, a friend, a laugh. I don't think there should be an age limit on finding your own happiness. If anything, us middle aged women need more joy, not less. If you prick us, do we not punch you in the face? Sorry, I know, I'm weird. I've always been a derp because it keeps me sane and centered on happiness.
I may not have any more people willing to write or rp with an ancient horrible old crone like me but ffs, I'm still here to write, rp, chat and make friends. I made a friend today and that's good. Anyway, I don't like to mope, it's whiny and useless. it's weak. And weak is something I refuse to be.
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