Recovery

Sep. 13th, 2007 10:29 pm

I’ve forgotten which book it was, but I remember one character exclaiming over all that had happened and not knowing where to start, and the other said, “Don’t be stuffy, start in the middle and work outwards!” So I will. Sort of.

Short version:

After being busy all month trying to fix my computer, and then trying to reinstall stuff, I went to DragonCon and came back to start a new job and work my notice at my old job at the same time and, oh look, I got sick again because that tends to happen when I work from 9 am to 11:15 pm on seven hours of sleep. Good thing that was only one day, or I’d've lost my voice again, most likely. Slept all weekend and am now mostly (but not all) better.

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Well. Things certainly haven’t gone as planned with my computer lately. It had started being slow, with random spikes in CPU usage that made me think I’d somehow picked up a virus or spyware. It’s not impossible, even with antivirus software and being careful with downloads, but system scans still didn’t find anything. So, I figured I’d solve the problem with a full opsys reinstall. I didn’t think it would take long; I’ve had to restore the opsys on that VAIO at least twice - I think it’s actually been three times, but I can’t remember the exact timing. It’s one of my pet peeves, actually. I’ve had my Win98 eMachine since 2000 and only had to restore it once. I’ve had my XP VAIO since 2002 and have had to restore it multiple times.

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Oh, LJ, why you gotta be so stupid?

If you’re involved in fandom to any great extent (and probably even if you aren’t), you probably were aware of the huge controversy when LiveJournal suspended 500 journals without warning on Memorial Day. Not only did Fandom_Wank and several individual fan journals keep a running commentary on new developments, but other sites like Slashdot and CNet picked up the story as well. (Also BoingBoing, Digg, AnimeNewsNetwork, MetaFilter, Wired) Even more interesting to me was the fact that this is not the first time SixApart has offended its userbase (*more links below*), and I found it intriguing that they have apparently continued in this fashion for some time, despite the negative backlash every time they demonstrate their clear lack of understanding of their primary market. LiveJournal users were vocal in their distrust and doubts about SixApart at the time of the LiveJournal buyout, and this is firm evidence that these unhappy netizens were right about them. At the time, I was one of the “wait and see” crowd, not knowing anything about SixApart prior to that. Of course, while SixApart is within its rights to administer the company as they see fit, it threw into sharp relief just how vulnerable the internet community is to corporate entities who simply do not understand fandom and how it operates, and inspired several calls for alternate options for fandom to call home.

Now, I’d been thinking about that idea for a while, actually, as I have very real ideas on how fandom and IP holders could come together in profitable harmony (unlike the Fanlib debacle, which apparently had the idea that fandom wouldn’t mind donating all its effort to make money for Fanlib and the IP holders) but the Strikethrough made me think that perhaps I should get to work on this sooner rather than taking my time about it, because fandom is furious with the high-handed and condescending attitudes from first Fanlib, and then LJ/6A.

I wasn’t ready yet, though, and still haven’t actually put any of the infrastructure together yet, but 6A’s done it again, and their timing is incredible. Fandom was starting to relax a little and cut back on the Strikethrough icons. Now they’re coming down on fandom again, and I can’t help but wonder if they’re really this foolish, or if they’re deliberately driving off their userbase.

I’ll be blunt; I don’t support porn, either text or images, but child-proofing the cabinets in a forum for adults is idiotic. Internet fandom is for fans of all ages, not just kids, and while the adults should lock the adult material, that doesn’t mean they should be prevented from having it. It’s a little like saying married couples can’t sleep together because there are children in the house. So, given that 6A is making such a concerted effort to rid themselves of the very userblock that made LJ such an attractive purchase, I believe I shall download the code and build a fork. For fandom, since we don’t seem to be truly welcome anywhere else.

*Moveable Type, Vox, and Typepad:
http://www.oreillynet.com/xml/blog/2004/05/movable_type_30_and_eating.html
http://diveintomark.org/archives/2004/05/14/freedom-0
http://padawan.info/weblog/movable_type_30_developer_edition_much_ado_about_nothing.html
http://underscorebleach.net/jotsheet/2006/09/goodbye-movable-type
http://www.wiw.org/~jess/archives/2004/05/27/changes-to-movable-type-license/
http://www.scriptygoddess.com/archives/2004/05/14/not-that-i-assume-my-opinion-will-be-readheard-or-counts/
http://scobleizer.com/2005/12/18/im-a-six-apart-customer-and-i-think-they-are-getting-a-raw-deal/
http://www.makeyougohmm.com/?p=2746
http://businesslogs.com/technology/six_aparts_new_focus_from_pro_dev_to_high_school.php

Wikipedia Links:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Talk:LiveJournal#Censorship_controversy
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LiveJournal
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Six_Apart
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Movable_Type

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A few years ago, I came across Free World Dialup, now known as just FWD, and signed up for a number. Unfortunately, my computer’s mic/speaker system was a bit glitchy, and I couldn’t really rely on it, so I bought an actual phone with a new number already encoded. I never got it to work, apparently due to issues with my router and masking and such. I know a lot more about the router masking and port forwarding now, but the phone got lost in the move back from Los Angeles, so I can’t try again without spending money I don’t have for new hardware. At any rate, I haven’t thought about FWD in a while, and it’s not like I have friends using it anyway, so it was a bit of a surprise to check my email this afternoon and find a message from pulver.com about it.

I followed the link and took a look at the entry, and while it is interesting, I’m afraid I’m not going to give it another try until it’s as easy and inexpensive as an average cell phone, and by inexpensive I mean one with the two year contract that reduces the user’s initial investment. I do use Vonage, which is easy enough, but I’d be much more interested in an inexpensive mobile system. One trades cost for convenience, but if it’s complex enough to stymie someone like me, who is a geek, if only a minor one, then it’s probably not ready for the mainstream audience just yet.

What’s more interesting to me is what I found when I went to the blog’s main page. There are two entries on the subject of Facebook vs. LinkedIn, which apparently is cause for quite a bit of feather-ruffling. Jeff Pulver makes the assertion that Facebook is the place to be in 2007 and that LinkedIn is passé. Comments range from “I agree, making the switch now,” to “I disagree and here’s why,” but Pulver posts his followup asserting that “comments by LinkedIn loyalists are defensive as compared to comments from those who understand and appreciate what it means that Facebook IS now a platform.”

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Okay. As I said before, I was looking into new plugins, and as long as I was trying new antispam plugins, I figured I’d try the new, improved Crosspost to LJ plugin. See, I have an RSS feed on LJ, but if people comment over there, I never see it. This way, assuming it works as desired, I can get comments there or here, without any trouble, though anon commenting is still off at my LJ. (Email notifications are love…not to mention easily sortable ;) ) Also, I decided to try one of those social bookmarking plugins, to see if that improves my traffic at all.

If you’ve been unable to comment because of the antispam measures before, I’ve relaxed the restrictions (Akismet tells me it’s deleted 4 messages as spam without letting me see what they were - I set it to let me look at them now) and removed Bad Behavior (which was what was causing Seamus so much trouble, and might be the reason I’ve had crickets chirping over here for the last several months). I’m cautiously relaxing the restrictions on pingback/trackback, too, but moderating all of those, because my previous WP installations got absolutely hammered with pingback/trackback spam. I’ve never understood the mindset behind spam. Seamus sums it up perfectly: Such a mamoth [sic] waste of everyone’s time and energy for just a tiny bit of money for a miniscule number of people.

I mean really. Does anyone actually buy any of that stuff? I’d refuse to buy from a spammer just on principle.

The new user registration with no comments is weird, and probably just spam registrations anyway, but the silence is a little unnerving. I know that I have some readers, though Certain People prefer to let me know in person or by phone what they think of my posts (Arian & DFL, I’m looking at both of you ;) ) rather than commenting on the page.

I know I need to start posting a little more regularly, and I will, but RL does get in the way. I still haven’t fixed my theme yet, because my *&^#*$%*&%^ cable connection went out while I was trying to sort out what files were still on my host where they belonged, and I worked a lot later tonight than originally planned. And yes, I’m aware that it’s last night, now, but as I haven’t gone to sleep yet, it still counts for me. Ah, the joys of being practically nocturnal. Actually, it’s pretty nice, because everyone else goes to bed and leaves me alone with my computer. Anyway, I’ve decided that this is as good a time as any to do a complete theme overhaul, since the glitch forced the issue, so it could be a few days before I’ve got it polished up nice, but it’ll probably be very different when I’ve finished.

Originally published at Chrystalline. You can comment here or there.

So I’ve been looking at plugins to modify WP here, because I’ve been getting new user registration notices and no new comments (which is weird). I remember Seamus at TwentySided having trouble with one, so I looked up his old posts to find the specific plugin he disabled and the one he got to replace it. As long as I was uploading, I decided to tidy up, and I deleted several themes I wasn’t using. When I reloaded the page, it had somehow overwritten my theme with the ancient version I don’t want, and I can’t find a current copy anymore. So, now I have to re-edit everything to put it back the way I want. I want to scream.

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Interesting. I’ve been thinking of using Google Checkout for my shop, because I’m getting to the point that CafePress isn’t enough all by itself. I like it, sure, but there are other POD suppliers that I can use for additional product flexibility, especially considering I’ve had an account with a dropshipper in Missouri for over a year and haven’t actually publicized any of their items because I haven’t had a payment gateway. Clickbank insists on a per-product checkout, which is fine if you only have one item to sell, but if you want to offer multiple items that people may want to combine, well, that’s going to be a mess.

I stormed away from Paypal for customer service reasons, and when Google announced their payment system, I had high hopes for a viable alternative. Unfortunately, it seems that Google has similar problems, as evidenced by the not-really-in-the-right-forum message posted on OSCommerce’s Google Checkout Module page (for some reason, WordPress is determined to remove all empty lines, so formatting is slightly different here from the original post):

Be Warned!
vdezine
10 Jul 2007

I am not endorsing or recommending any other method of checkout.

But I am advising against using google checkout!

I’m assuming that professionalism is important to you.

With this in mind, the problem lies here:

1. No live customer support.

2. Very lengthy waits for support.

3. Very obsure answers that don’t answer your questions.

What seems to happen is this:

You have your client make payment via google checkout.

Everyone assumes all went well.

You then get a notice that Google has “Cancelled” the order due to “Possible Fraud”.

What then? Do you tell your client this?

How can it be the clients fault if 1 invoice was just processed for $1000 but the one for $5000 was labeled “Fraudulent”?

Bottom line, it seems that Google wants to be in the business of processing money, but if there is any risk at all, they simply say that the transaction seems “Fraudulent”.

Note: I’ve been using Google checkout since its introduction. I’ve processed thousands and thousands of dollars with them previously.

The sad part is that it only takes one bad experience to affect your business.

This last experience involved a very successful doctor, who had an invoice for an amount that Google must not of been comfortable with.

Instead of just letting me know this, they put me and my client in a very embarrassing position.

My clients must and will always come first!

Take from this what you will, and use at your own risk!

Now, I’m sure there will be any number of “I’m using Google and having no trouble” responses, if anyone bothers to look for them in more appropriate venues, but I was one of the “I’m not having any trouble with Paypal” people up until the namechange fiasco. This bothers me, because the other options are not looking much better, and I’m wondering if I’ll have to give Paypal another chance, if only because it is still the 800 pound gorilla in the ecommerce world and I don’t want to sell my liver for a traditional commercial account.

Originally published at Chrystalline. You can comment here or there.

I’m mildly amused at the moment, because I never considered ecards as a method of sending spam, before.  Now, I have one friend who regularly sends ecards for every holiday, big or little, and while I probably don’t say it enough, I appreciate it very much.  (Love you, girl - that latest one was so funny I had to play it again for my mom!)

Lately, however, I’ve been getting ecard notices from unfamiliar email addresses, with subjects like ”You have an ecard from a worshipper.”  A worshipper?  What?  I haven’t actually taken a look at any of these cards, though, because it’s too obvious that it is spam.

I have a lot of email addresses, but that one is not used by friends and family.  In fact, most of my friends and family don’t even know it exists.  The ones who do, still use my CDLauryl address primarily.  Why?  Because it’s easier.  I use Incredimail to check my mail, so I can check all 14 addresses at once.  Yes, you read that right - fourteen.  That’s not counting the LJ forwarding addy or the hotmail and yahoo addresses I never check anymore (because they won’t POP3 without a paid account, and why pay for them when I have free gmail?) so claiming I have an ecard from “a family member” at an address that only certain business contacts use is a dead giveaway.  Nobody ever said spammers were smart.

Originally published at Chrystalline. You can comment here or there.

Well, when I got home from work tonight (technically last night, as it’s after 5 am now) I had an email invitation from a friend: Join Tagged!  My first thought was, ‘What is this? Another one of those address book sites?’  Of course, they phrase the invitation email so that it sounds like you’re going to horribly disappoint whoever invited you if you don’t confirm, so I clicked Yes, she’s my friend.

Immediately, I was at a registration page.  I didn’t fill it out right away.  Instead, I pulled up the root domain page and had a look around.  Wow.  It’s MySpace, with more obnoxious ads.  Then I read the TOS.  They collect personal info in the registration process which they use to target the ads to you, which would be more appropriate, I suppose, if it worked.  I went ahead and created an account, because hey, another network means another chance to be found, which means more chances at traffic, which is usually a good thing for blogs and smart-alecky shops like mine.  I filled in the name/email/password section, then stopped cold, because it wanted my Gmail password so it could rifle through my Gmail addressbook for more people to invite.

Um, NO.  I closed the tab and went straight back to the root domain, which meant I bypassed the whole “answer questions about your interests so we can target ads at you” section.  So, just like with MySpace and Facebook, it’s another place to collect friends/acquaintences and redirect them here, because there is just no point in trying to repost everything at every single networking site out there.

(Is it just me, or is the formatting being a real pain here? There’s no reason I can see for the odd line breaks.)

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Technorati Profile

So, I’ve been having a little trouble with Technorati for a while.  Bear in mind that I actually like them just fine, despite their bizarre insistence on Where’s The Fire, but things have been a bit odd lately. I took down the blogs at TiltedWindmill and CDLauryl.com because I couldn’t do three or four blogs at once; I can’t even bear to spend the time to blog every day on ONE blog.  Also, I wanted to turn CDLauryl.com into a completely commercial site, currently just CafePress. Unfortunately, they kept showing up on Technorati anyway, and I couldn’t remove them.  (What’s weirder is that the WP dashboard here insisted on trying to show the backlinks from the old posts that USED to be at CDLauryl.com, but since CDLauryl.com is forwarded to my CP shop, the entries weren’t available, leading to a series of 404 errors on the dashboard) According to their FAQ, removing outdated links is a support request, so I sent in a request for that, back about a month ago.  The autoresponse said I could feel free to send a reminder if I hadn’t heard back in a week, but I figured, what’s the point of that?  They’ll get to it when they get to it, and aggravating them isn’t going to help.  I also couldn’t get this blog to show up at all; they said they adjusted something and it should work now.

We’ll see; the link at the top is the claim code.

Anyway, the funniest part of the whole thing is the email they sent me. They apologized for the delay, citing a backlog in support tickets (something the initial autoreply had mentioned as a possibility), and referred specifically to the domain names I had requested help changing and fixing. They sent it to the right email address, obviously, because I got it.

But they called me Yasser.

Originally published at Chrystalline. You can comment here or there.

This is just to satisfy my need to be a smart-aleck, since the internet is pretty much the only good place to do that.

Now, I’ve made no secret of the fact that I’m looking for more than just what I’ve got at work. There’s the possibility of a promotion (which currently involves little more than a title change and a fancy pin - no raise or anything) with the future possibility of going into management, but things seem to go so slowly. Maybe that’s because I learn so fast; downside to learning more quickly than others is that you then get bored quicker than the others!

Anyway, I’ve been looking and occasionally sending out resumes. What really gets me, though, are the online application forms. I hate those with a passion. “Let’s reduce you to what fits in this little box here, and if you don’t fit our mold exactly, the computer will dump you before we even have to look at your resume.” OTOH, the one I filled out tonight had several odd questions. Who really asks for the make/model/tag of your car and how many days you’ve missed work in the last five years? I don’t exactly mark them on the calendar.

Again, anyway, it prompted me to think of some really smart-alecky answers to common (and not-so-common) questions found on these types of things, some of which wouldn’t have been a good idea to include in an actual application (they take themselves so seriously sometimes), and hey, maybe in the future I can point people here and say, “These help?” Okay maybe not, but it’s fun to share; is there anyone who doesn’t hate filling out these seemingly endless forms?

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Blah

May. 4th, 2007 06:46 pm

So I’ve been thinking lately, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ve become boring.  That’s bad, because I hate boring, and that becomes altogether too circular for my taste…

I go to work, which sometimes is fine and sometimes makes me want to tear my hair out, and I spend time with
friends here in HSV every now and then, and I pay bills, and I surf the net.  So, I decided to take another look through Belisse’s DeviantArt page, and, you know, there are a lot of interesting categories of stuff there.  Belisse, if you’re on tonight, give me a shout - tell me more about how that place works, ‘kay?

Originally published at Chrystalline. You can comment here or there.

So, things have been pretty hectic lately, what with all the phone calls and trips to body shops and working 35-40 hours a week and helping friends who ALSO have car trouble. (At least Pearl is ready now, but I can’t go get her until Thursday, because of scheduling) I didn’t get the accident form filled out until this week, and with the accident having been on March 19, I had to get that off today. I had questions about it, so I had to call the insurance company, but the representative wasn’t available when I called. I ended up asking someone else there, just so I could get the form finished. Because my car is in my dad’s name, I had to have his signature on it, so I didn’t have the form finished until last night. Today, I went to the post office to overnight it to Montgomery. The guy in front of me went slow enough coming up to the light that I didn’t get to the turn before the oncoming light turned green, so I had to wait. I saw a hole in traffic that might work, so I started forward, reconsidered, and stopped to wait for the rest of the traffic to clear.

BAM!

I got rear-ended by a girl who apparently thought I’d gone ahead and gone, so she’d been looking at the oncoming traffic instead of looking where she was going. I was shaking again, and thoroughly frustrated. The irony of being hit again while on the way to mail the form from the last time…! Fortunately, she hadn’t had time to get up to any great speed, so there wasn’t any noticeable new damage. There’s a lot of minor damage on the back of that van already anyway, and I couldn’t tell if she’d added anything new or not. I was already on my cell phone talking to my mom (I’d called to find out if she wanted stamps while I was at the post office) so I was a bit distracted when it came to dealing with the other driver. She was profusely apologetic, but I don’t think I really looked at her much. I checked the back of the van and determined that there wasn’t any new damage that I could tell, nodded at her when she asked if I was all right, got back in the van and started back toward the post office.

At least the post office was not slammed busy; I was able to get my form mailed off (overnight is $14.50 - ouch!) and picked up a book of stamps. If I’d remembered the new Forever stamps were available, I probably would have picked up a roll of 100 - they’re pretty cool. Buy now, use forever. I like that, especially considering we don’t go through a lot of stamps anymore.

Anyway, I’m closing at work again tonight - and there’s another long story. Work has been crazy; I’m starting to wonder if it will ever settle down, or if I just need to find something a little less stressful. We’ll have to see.

Originally published at Chrystalline. You can comment here or there.

As you might be aware, if you’ve ever looked at my user-profiles anywhere, this past Monday was my birthday. A couple of my friends had made plans to take me out to celebrate, but they were being very hush-hush about where, exactly, we were going, as well as what other things we would be doing. While I’ve always been antsy about surprises (I once sneakily unwrapped all my Christmas presents ahead of time and taped them back up, just so I would know), I was okay with this.

The day started slowly; I had a nice lunch with Mom at our favorite Mexican restaurant, and then I had to go shopping at Wal-Mart. It took an hour (I left around 2 PM), and I didn’t get everything I wanted, so I decided to go home and look up the phone numbers for the other stores the Jane cosmetics email had recommended. I was hoping to get someone who could order the last of the Vanilla Bean Megabites lipstick I like so much.

Traffic wasn’t great, but the right lane emptied out as we approached the intersection where the road narrows on the other side. The light was red, so I started slowing down, preparing to stop if the light didn’t change before I got there. The left turn light went from green to yellow to red, with maybe two or three cars from my side and only one or two cars from the other direction going through. I was about fifty feet from the intersection when my light turned green. The two lanes to my left were full and at a complete stop, but there was no one between me and the intersection, and as the light had just turned green, I switched from decelerating to accelerating. Just as I reached the intersection, a car appeared in front of me.

I hit the brake, but it was too late.

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RL Ate Me

Dec. 17th, 2006 03:21 am
Well, a lot has changed since I last posted, and as usual, I have a huge-long-summary of it all. I'd call it tl;dr if it weren't for the fact that, well, some folks seem to like reading it all;)
RL's MAW! )
My mom has been helping me focus on my goals and dreams, with the idea of making them more reachable. To that end, she asked me to write out a list of the things that I want to do and where I want to be in five years' time.

So I did. It's ambitious, and it may look pretentious, but so be it. I'm going to try.

Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars. ~Les Brown

My Goals )

So if I'm not around as much, now you know why;)
This weekend was kind of up and down for me. Saturday was fine, until about 1:30 am (which technically was Sunday morning, but still). Mom and Dad took advantage of the three-day weekend to go to MI, which left me alone with the dog and two cats. Always before, it was three cats, and the middle of the night with no one else to wake up with my music - it was our time, me and Boo, sitting together in the living room with the music going, or her curled up on my lap at the computer (still with the music going) and that was the first alone night. It was rough.

Sunday was better, mostly catching up on web stuff here and there. There's always more to do, but hey, I got some of it done. For those who didn't already know, I have finally followed the lemmings and created a MySpace;)

http://www.myspace.com/cdlauryl if you want to friend me there.

I have added Kate and David Hewlett's blogs to my LJ syndicated feeds, because they make me laugh. Kate is so much like me, it's incredible - so looking forward to McKay & Mrs. Miller. I spend more time there than I should, though; there are a lot of comments, many of which are as entertaining as the original post.

Today I got a lot of housecleaning and personal introspection done. I found a BBS for codependents, and realized that a lot of people are a lot worse off than I am - I didn't sign up to post there, but I did a lot of reading, and wow. I think the biggest issue for me is going to be finding someone here I can trust to support me emotionally on a regular basis. Most of the people I've befriended (or attempted to befriend, in some cases - not that those folks even read my LJ) here in Huntsville have too many other things going on in their lives, and don't have a lot of time for me - I understand that, but I still need someone who can spend time with me. I just don't know where to find them.

Another interesting thing I found, on a different message board (also, not one on which I post):
http://www.marriagebuilders.com/ubbt/showflat.php?Cat=0&Number=329163&an=0&page=0#Post329163

"I was sorting through some old things when I came across my last report from school and some college brochures. I sat for a few moments just pondering this stuff. Then the first of a string of thoughts arrived; thoughts that eventually brought me to understanding "trusting thy self."

The first thought was how "indecisive" I'd been whilst growing up. How there was always someone to fall back on. Someone there to catch me every time.

I was forever losing things since I couldn't decide where the "right" place for them could be. I didn't take responsibility for my life and therefore did not decide what places were appropriate for my things. Nor could I decide what ideas, decision, responses were appropriate for me... Which ideas, decisions, and responses actions resulted in my favour in the progress of my life.

Instead of researching and finding out about possible work possibilities, I put my trust in another - since I thought they knew better what was right for me. Thus, I ended up doing not quite what I expected, or had in mind.

This trend continued on one level or another until two days ago.

What changed? Well for once the person I running to - to find out what action I should take to sort out my latest problem - was out for the day! Yikes! (Giggle!) So I thought, "Well now what?" Now what indeed! Was I going to wait and continue to suffer consequences I didn't agree with or want?

"Ummmm good question," I thought. Or, was I going to listen to the feeling inside of me that was telling me the consequences were not okay, and that I could do something about changing the consequences by acting instead of sitting wishing someone would come and save me.

I never liked to "rock the boat." What if it tipped over? Who would help me to get it back up straight? How would I handle other's reactions? Especially those in the boats around me, since I'd have made ripples in the water we shared. Oh my goodness - others might get angry at me! Gasp! Or act in ways that might cause either of us pain. Yes...

So, is it good to never make the water ripple? Good for whom? It certainly isn't good for me when I am feeling unhappy and controlled by external forces beyond myself.

I was out of control of my own craft. I never knew quite where I was going...

I didn't steer my boat of life without checking with other boaters in my waters to make sure I didn't cause a ripple effect. Though inevitably this is most impossible. Sometimes I hit a rock (I am tired, or am not seeing the results I want), sometimes I collided with another boat. My boat rocked - yet, I tried hard to first steady the other boat - at any cost. My cost.

It is very expensive to maintain such smooth waters. Much of my energy is used up. It is hard work trying never to ripple the waters or the other boaters. Yesssss.... Much harder work than paddling along and simply deciding how I'm going to steer my course when I do hit one of life's inevitable rocks. Maybe I could let my boat run over the rocks and see what happens. If what happens is destructive to me, I could steer my boat away from the rocks (remove myself). My choice. Same thing if I collide with another boater.

I have the option of expending my energy to right the other boater's craft, or I might firmly tell the other boater, "This is not okay, this way is not working for me." Then I could listen to the boater's response. The boater may resist, or may listen.

Maybe it is time to sit for a while and enjoy the sun. I don't have to allow my boat to capsize. Nor do I have to adjust my course because the other boater is not happy with my boat - unless, of course, I truly want to adjust my course. I certainly no longer adjust my course because the other boater is not happy with my course when I know my course is right for me!

The other boater may eventually be ready to discuss how we may both float around the river in harmony. Maybe the boater could decide on a neutral place that can work for both of us.

Or maybe the other boater will decide that the best option is for us to have minimal contact at present. Or that our contact will limit itself just enough to keep the waters flowing around other boats we may have in common.

This boater and my boat may never totally agree with each other. But perhaps they can decide that while they both are paddling in different directions, they are aiming towards the same destination. Therefore at times it is better for each to stay on its own path and only meet when absolutely necessary. Or not. For now. Or forever, as time will tell.

Though one thing is for sure, each boater needs to "Trust in Thy Self", and know they can handle whatever decision they make to follow their own navigation system and the consequences associated with their path.

If my boat is going where I want it to, then its likely the right path for me. If I don't like where I'm going, then maybe I need to adjust my course. If I cross paths with another boat, each of us individually must decide how to steer our respective courses. What ever direction I choose to steer my boat towards is the pathway I create. I may never know where the pathway may lead, but I will know I am in control of my own rudder. I am responsible. I am in control of the only thing I have any control over: me!

And that is all I need to work on.

Each boater is responsible for his own craft's course. Neither knows the outcome, so why trust those outside of the Self for answers? Only time will tell if the chosen path produces the desired results. Oh, it's OK to hear the other boater's opinion and weigh it, but...

No boater can tell another what steps will be the "right" ones. It is all just predicting, and predictions are never guaranteed. I think I'd rather trust my own hunches than someone else's.

So each boater can do no better than to trust it's own rudder. There are no guarantees...

Knowing there are no guarantees, why put your boat in some other captain's hands? Who knows where you want to go better than you do?

TRUST THY SELF! And look at where you can go!"


Yeah. Without going into too many details, that's my current struggle. I guess we'll see what happens.

Ecclectic

Aug. 31st, 2006 02:05 am
I'm doing better now. There are still bad moments now and then, but as my mom pointed out, my relationship with Boo lasted longer than most marriages nowadays, and it's to be expected that the loss will continue to hit hard sometimes.

Anyway, on the upside - NEWS! (and yes, large sections of this are taken from my email/IM to certain folks, so that's why pieces will look familiar) Last week I was browsing Craigslist late on Monday night (in HSV, I just click on the link for all jobs, because there aren't enough for the category distinctions to be meaningful yet) and found this: http://huntsville.craigslist.org/tfr/196475187.html

I thought it was kind of late to be replying, but figured it couldn't hurt to try. Surprise! I got a call that afternoon, and since I was willing and able to come to all the shows, he asked me to come ahead. It's really not so different from the stuff I've done in the past, promoting the Outpost in Space at the USSRC and selling cars at the dealership and customer service at the fast food places - all rolled up in one and a whole lot more fun because it doesn't have time to get boring, since it only lasts a week!

So, last week only, I sold programs and CDs at the Von Braun Center and hung out with the show folks in charge of the merchandising. Fun, and interesting. Also, I finally got to see a Broadway show - it's entertaining, and I like the dance numbers, though I can't agree with the message of the story. Made new friends and had a great time. I have discovered I really like standing in the middle of a crowd and shouting at them (I thought, "Hey, I'm a carnival barker!";)

They had a damaged mug when they were setting up one night (it's scuffed or has extra paint marks on it or something - no big deal to me), so I even got a souvenir. It's sitting next to my Hollywood clapboard mug on the desk right now. Yes, the Hollywood mug is full of pens. The Mamma Mia mug is full of warped Hershey bars my mom brought home because she left them in the car by accident a week or two ago, and now she has non-melty chocolate in her desk jar. People in the office tend to prefer the non-melty kind;)

I've figured out that a lot of my problem with certain jobs is my codependent tendencies - when I talk to people who have problems, it is my natural reaction to try to find a way to fix them. All of them. Even if it's more than my job entails and doesn't earn me any money to do so. Mamma Mia was refreshing because I didn't have to get to know the customers that well; make 'em laugh enough to buy the CD, and let 'em go. No delving into their history and the various methods they've tried and all the barriers standing in their way. Heh. I need to fix my head.

I dreamed about needing a haircut, with my hair hanging down almost to my shoulders. (All the more interesting because I *did* need a haircut, though not that much - I had to reschedule my appointment because I took the gig with Mamma Mia that day) It was weird. Of course, then it turned into this bizarre adventure running around this huge factory building with people trying to stop me from getting to The Woman who was in charge of this thing (with overtones of "kill if necessary"), and when I marched in uninvited, she treated me like the other folks there - like furniture to be shoved around until we demonstrated sufficient thought to be worth using (with the unspoken implication that we'd be discarded - possibly permanently - as soon as we were no longer useful). Everyone was kowtowing to her and trying to show her they had great ideas for a show/story, and I had shown up to this competition uninvited. What's more, when she shoved her uncapped inkpen in my pants pocket without so much as a by-your-leave, I pulled it back out and told her no. Everyone gasped. I told her in no uncertain terms that I would not be pushed around like that, and if she didn't like it, I'd leave. I then headed for the door, and she stopped me. Apparently standing up to her like that intrigued her. I always have the strangest dreams.

Had a deja vu moment at the VBC, though, standing in front of the merchandise booth and listening to the others talk - I swear I had seen that moment before, and I know for a fact it wasn't one of the other nights I worked there. It's really strange, but I seem to dream things before they happen. In this case, it's not a clear recollection, but I think I dreamed that moment years ago. Unfortunately, these deja vu dreams are so interspersed with random weirdness that they're not particularly helpful in the prediction and guidance kind of way. :\

So I can finally say I've seen a Broadway show, and I got paid to wander around in a crowd waving programs and CDs at them and trying to get them to buy. Well, I *will* be paid, at the end of the week;) AND I got to hang around creative peoples, like me! (my arms got very sore, though;) My shoulders are finally starting to feel normal again, but even though they were screaming at me all weekend, I loved it.

I had to take a test on Monday, to qualify to grade English tests (found that gig through [livejournal.com profile] copperbadge, but I stuck with lurking and didn't tell him that :: blush :: ). It's funny; I passed two of the three sections the first time I took it (the test being to determine whether I could rate the examples with the grades they'd give it, not to find out if I know English;) but I had to retake one section. Monday after dinner I was working my way through it, and I found my emotions wildly shifting between "Gotta pass this, have to get into this, I can't stand it if I fail this again!" and "It's no big deal if I don't get this; I can always do something else; it doesn't mean I don't know anything." I mentioned this to my mom, and it was threatening to turn into a full-fledged conversation when my dad asked, "Are you done with it?" That reminded me to get back to the test; I told him no and turned back and clicked the button to indicate I was done with that question, and it popped up a box that said, "You passed." I had to laugh. I was done, I just hadn't known it yet;)

I might have to swallow my pride and hurt feelings and go back to Paypal, though, because there are just TOO DARN MANY freelance jobs that *only* pay via Paypal.

Managed to catch the last 3/4 of Common Ground (missed the capture - need to DL it) and liked it. Missed SG1 completely, though.

Had to take Wyberd and Smokey to the vet for their rabies updates Tuesday, right after my haircut, and the sky opened up right as I was getting ready to carry them out to the car. What fun. It was raining so hard I could barely see - visibility was something like 10 feet. About halfway to the vet's we managed to come out from under the leading edge of the storm, so I was able to carry them into the building without getting soaked again, at least. I got the same vet assistant again (it turns out her name is Kat. No, I'm not kidding.) and expressed my appreciation for the flowers. (Also got the same vet, but he wasn't very chatty either time) Wasn't very eventful, really, though Smokey slashed at people a couple of times - don't know why, but that's something she does a lot. Unpredictably. Psychocat.

I was holding Wyberd this afternoon, and he decided he wanted to flip over, so he flailed and caught my arm with his claw. Deeply. It's red and purple in a mark the size of a nickel, now. Started out about the size of a dime, and only pink in the middle, but it's grown since then. It's pretty sensitive right now - mostly a really bad bruise, though, as far as I can tell. The actual puncture was pretty small, so the rest of it is the bleeding under the skin. I got to thinking about it, and I think the poor guy can't figure out what he's supposed to do. He's not real bright to begin with, and he's got a psychomom who slashes at him and hisses for no apparent reason, so how is he to know what blows are due to something he did? Poor confused cat.... I'm trying to get through to him, but it took months to convince him to let me touch him in the first place, so it could be a while before he gets the hang of *not* digging into me when he's comfortable on my lap;) It'd be just my luck he'd finally figure it out just before he dies - he's not young, either - ten or so...

I'm also thinking of putting my resume/portfolio up on LJ for the various things I'm good at doing singing/acting/voiceover, film/stage/video production, graphic/web design, etc. I've been pondering it all day, but I haven't been able to pin it down in a concrete form. I've felt off-balance all day, like when you're going down a set of stairs and the next one is lower than you expect. I think it probably has something to do with the fact that last week I was busy, and this week I have more time. I was rushed last week, and I'm not this week, so I keep expecting something to happen, and when it doesn't, I'm kind of surprised.

Boo

Aug. 12th, 2006 04:14 am
I'm feeling a little better now; I think I can actually talk about this now.
Major Hanky Warning & LONG )
Our air conditioner quit working properly a few weeks ago, so for several weeks it was about 90F in the house (worse outside, but still, almost impossible to get up the energy to *do* anything) and then last Friday we had someone come and put more freon in the air conditioner, and within the day, the interior dropped to 68F - much better, but the 20 degree drop was not good for my health. I was sick by Monday, and this past Thursday was the first day I felt human enough to actually accomplish anything. Kinda frustrating, since I had just finalized a schedule and then couldn't stick to it. :( I hate not being able to breathe...

I also hate the Huntsville Public Library's habit of changing things without a lot of notice. It used to be that you could return your books and stuff in the bookdrop the night that they were due and not have any trouble. As long as they were in the drop before the library opened the day after, you were fine. Apparently, that's not the case any more. Now, if your books haven't been returned by closing time on the day they're due, they're late, and the fines seem to have gone up again. I'm thinking I may avoid the library for a while - they're really ticking me off...

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