Sunday, September 14, 2014

 

Thank You

So I've rested and now I've had 'breakfast." I'm about about to enjoy what's left of the day. One thing I've learned is that 1. never watch a criminal minds marathon for say 9 hours. It does not help your dreams when you finally can sleep. 2. This will be my last blogathon. The last one I did was 8 years ago when I was 32 and didn't have high bp. Two of my medications have fatigue as a side effect, something I didn't consider. In addition, I can have only a very small amount of caffeine (unless I want my heart to explode which is generally not a good idea). So I want to thank everyone for making this last blogathon of mine a success.

 I want to thank everyone who donated (which was quite a few) especially the anonymous donor who decided to "match" contributions (that really did help a lot), everyone who shared the blogathon and pushed it so we could reach donors, everyone who lent their support in terms of keeping us awake and cheering us on in the comments section and on the event page. Of course, my fellow bloggers Corrine Short, Sera, and Amanda (forgive me if I forgot someone) and their wonderful work. I didn't even expect to have fellow bloggers volunteer, so thank you for being there with me in the long dark hours of night.





Together we raised a couple of hundred dollars for Prestun. However, there is still a long way to go. The family still hasn't reached even 1/2 their goal.  I had neoblastoma at 6 months old. Hopefully, with our help, someday Prestun will be doing what I am doing this year, which is celebrating my 40th birthday. So as much as I appreciate everything you've done, please continue to try and help Prestun by sharing his mother's updates to remind your friends he still needs our help. If you didn't donate during the 'thon, you can still give to http://www.gofundme.com/prestunthesuperhero .

Thank you all.

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FINALLY

24 hours, 48 posts. Done. There are lots of people I need to thank and I will. But later today. For now I have to get some rest. As they used to say back in the day "Good fight, GOOOD NIGHT."

 

Second to last post

THe kittens are awake again running around full of piss and vinegar and I have only one post left.

 

Well these are going to be the most boring posts

But they still count and that's the important thing. I'm still up. One hour to go!

 

And still nothing to say

But the finish zone is in sight. Only an hour and a half more.

 

And still....

Nothing to say but I'm awake. The kittens have taken over the bed in my absence. I hope they don't get to used to this.

 

Brain turning to mush

Too tired to even watch criminal minds. Which is pretty tired. In the old days I would take a cold shower or dance to french techno. I just want to sleep. 2.5 hours left. Nothing to say. Help a girl out.

 

Daylight approaches

Somehow I think staying awake might be easier once the sun rises. I'm pretty sure this is the last time I will ever try to do something this crazy.

 

I got nothing

I really should have prepared material or at least idea for posts in advance. I mean I had ideas for posts, but I didn't count using up so much of my real awake time not being able to actually write posts. Oy.

 

Little paws in my lap

Amelia is trying to tell me that I have been working too long. Every so often I feel her little paws on my leg. She's all like "Mooooom, come sleep with us." So cute. I shall have to remember this when they are acting like assholes when I am trying to catch up on sleep.

 

The one truly miraculous thing about tonight

Is that I got cute pictures of the kittens and they were so sleepy. I suppose me not sleeping led them to play longer so when they zonked, they really zonked. Good to know.

 

Confession

OK so I took a little cat nap and unfortunately even though I set the alarm on my wrist thingy, it did not go off. So I owe you posts and posts you will get.

 

So tired

I have no idea how I'm going to pull out these next few entries. I was so unprepared, so ambitious. Someone pass me some iced tea.

 

Mile 21

You know the point where you wonder if you can do it. Years ago I knew a marathon runner. She ran the NYC marathon. Afterwards I asked her how it was. Her response was, "I was until mile 21. I cried all of mile 21. Then I was fine. We used it as shorthand for a bad day after that. "Mile 21." Yeah I'm at mile 21. Why can't it be 9 am already?

 

Dear kittens,

You're so adorable and warm and snuggly and purry right now. I wish you could be like this 8 hours a day instead of four. 

Saturday, September 13, 2014

 

Amelia sleeping weirdly



 

Ok the writing is seriously slipping

Line from a s5 ep of Criminal Minds "this guy takes eyes so is definitely disturbed." And then later another character says essentially the same thing. In five seasons they never talk about a suspect this way but now suddenly?
Twice? This is the BAU where definitely disturbed is basically our everyday thing. Did we all just suddenly Notice at the same time?

 

Dear criminal minds,

I don't watch you for the romance because 1. Your writers can't do romance for shit-honestly the syfy channel does romance better and that's saying something 2. I don't watch a show about serial killers and rapists for the romance angle. I'm pretty sure people who want both watch Bones.


 

Rory watches criminal minds




 

Amelia snuggles



 

Amelia bedelia



 

Rorykins



 

In which our heroine suddenly WANTS POPSICLES OMG POPSICLES

But I'll be arsed if I am going to 1 get them 2 make them (from what? I have no idea). Fucking random food urges.

I will say this. Please go to ajamesonblog because she is writing amazing stuff and making me feel like an epic slacker, so go read some excellent stuff there.

My kittens have FINALLY decided to calm the hell down. Well there is that.

 

In which our heroine briefly bewails the impossibility of getting a good picture of her kittens

They are so adorable and so impossible to photograph being all inky blackness. Also can someone explain to me what is with kittens and electrical cords. One of them in particular seems to be obsessed with the eating of them. oh god why can't it be 9 am already?

 

In which our heroine fears she may have overreached

Man, I haven't done this in 8 years. I was younger, healthier, happier, the last time I did this. I'm already tired. Before I wouldn't get like this before 3 am. I can't wait for the late night depression to hit and yet in the last 3 hours I've raised 80 dollars. Not a lot, but that's 8- dollars they didn't have before. So I have to keep going.

Luckily my asshole cats don't let me sleep much anyway.

 

In which I pose a question

So why is it my kittens love playing with my notebook, but not me? I haven't even done anything with my notebook since I finished making notes on the Matrix (don't ask) this morning. Why kittens? Why do want to eat paper and snuggle with cat mom?

I miss my old cat. So much. It's embarrassing. Honestly, I would probably sacrifice a human being to get her back. I mean not any human being someone really awful like that asshat that said if women can get abortions men should be able to rape. I mean, really. His life, for my cat? No hesitation.


I may have been watching a bit TOO much violence lately.

 

In which I discuss Season 5 of Criminal Minds and Yesterday's Traffic

So apparently yesterday I had like 103 hits? and today when I'm staying awake for this thing.....34. Maybe if i want to raise more awareness I should just not blog ever? Or just blog "test" which is what I did yesterday to be sure I could blog from my phone. Who knew that "test" would be such a popular post.

Ahem.

We have hit the point in the evening in which I get cranky. Maybe. It's unconfirmed.

And I'm pissed off my kittens want to play with my notebook but not with me because it's annoying on many levels.

Also Season 5 of Criminal Minds sucks so far-I mean who approaches a CLEARLY unbalanced man with a BOX CUTTER IN HAND? Oh surprise, you got stabbed! Also who in their right mind, never mind a criminal profiler would get stabbed in their apartment and then, you know, NOT BREAK THE LEASE AND GO BACK. Seriously. I get stabbed here, I am not coming back. I may not even come back to the same damn city.

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In which our heroine begins to feel tired

SO I was conversing with one of the bloggers who called me crazy for doing this. In Russian there are two words for crazy one for "good crazy" and the other for "bad crazy." This tells you something about the Russian culture. On the other hand, there really should be those words in English. There should also be a third type "kitten crazy" which is neither good nor bad but annoying and saved only by overwhelming cuteness.

 

In which I have nothing to report but my cats are adorable assholes

They are impossible to photograph because they are black cats, but they are, for their many many failures, very cute, which is why I forgive them for doing things like eating my notebook and eating student papers (that's VERY forgivable) and knocking shit over and attacking my head in the middle of the night and generally causing all kinds of havoc. So the cute thing is pretty important. Around four am I may try to photograph them for lack of something post.

 

In which the drama goes poof

Well the date found his way home. No marauding wolves or drooling psychopaths. The kittens are racing around as they do. I am fixing to make myself some tea in a bit and later, round midnight, go out and get my karaoke on. Any song requests?

So my plan is: tea here, go out round midnight and blog from the bar until three (why not?), return and then blog for another heartbreaking six hours. Crash for a bit and then prepare for work on Monday.

Oh the crazy. There is a lot of it here and I don't just mean the kittens.

 

In which things get dramatic

So it appears my date may be stranded in nyc! OH NO OH NO. Considering I won't be using my bed tonight, I've offered it and now he's not responding and since all I do is watch criminal minds and other violent movies and shows, I'm worried he's stranded out there being menaced by thieves who took his cellphone and now are trying to sell his internal organs on e-bay.

OK probably not. But I'm worried anyway. And it's something actually happening instead of you guys getting two lines about Criminal Minds. So it's kind of win win? In an hour I'm going to watch Intruders on BBC America, which if you aren't watching it, is simply lovely.

By then I should know if some poor soul has to keep me company during the long dark teatime of blogathon or if I must spend this time on my own. (le sigh)



 

In which still nothing exciting to report

Remember when I thought "Oh once my company leaves I shall regale you with long and entertaining posts"? How young and naive we were then. We know better know. We know now I've got bubkis in terms of content and I am desperately hoping something will come to me soon because I assure you my genius will not be appearing at 4 am.

Anyway, got to the end of s4 of Criminal Minds. I'm glad there are 9 seasons because this show is like crack. Of course, I love procedurals like House and Law and Order. I'm not sure wht ppeals to me about them, but it's a definite attraction. Of course part of it is the problem solving aspect, but clearly, since I am not a forensic psychologist, the likelihood of me knowing what the hell to do or what any of these things mean is slim to none. I guess that's the fun. Imagining it's educational.

 

Criminal Minds s4 Finale

So I'm halfway through the second part of the Criminal Minds s4 season finale, which has a nice "Of Mice and Men" meets Dr. Mengele feel to it.

And now I notice my kittens have found their way to the kitchen counter top by way of the litter box. It's like living with tiny five year olds.

 

Well now you have me all to yourself

Unless I decide to go out, which may happen, because after having such nice company here now the apartment feels more empty and I know at 4 am when no one else is awake this is going to be ROUGH GOING so I may dip out for a bit around midnight, might even get my karaoke on! But for now I am going to watch the season finale of s4 Criminal Minds.

Of course, now my tummy is feeling better (FINALLY).

 

Well my tummy feels a little better

I'm still not hungry and I'm not at all sure why I suddenly felt ill. It's not like I ate anything that could have been that dodgy, but ah well all's well that end's well.

I still have company so the posts are still a bit on the skimpy side. I assure you come 2 am you will get some beautiful posts....most likely about my thoughts about Dr. Reid on Criminal Minds or why I am STILL pissed of about the True Blood Finale (Seriously?!) or catching up on Doctor Who.

Also feel free to to ask or suggest stuff as I'll be here all night. (Oh Monstervision, how I miss you on a night like tonight.)

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Missing Post

So apparently I posted from my phone and it didn't post until a minute ago? SAY WHAT? That's what I get for being a lazy bitch, a disappearing post. So the last post was posted at 6 pm not 6:30. Apparently, for some reason, it took 30 minutes for blogger to GET WITH THE DAMN PROGRAM.

So forgive the technical difficulties it seems like everything is going sideways today.

 

In which I beseech my stomach to stop being a bitch

Argh why? Why today? I feel fine except nauseated. Gah.

 

I am now ensconced at home

Kittens are happily playing with new friend. I feel a bit more comfortable despite having stomach issues from NOWHERE. Of course. It had to happen today. Sigh.

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Um

Some help in the way of content? Coming up with short but entertaining posts isn't as easy as I thought.

 

Discussing fire in the sky and alien abduction

It's a little known fact that I was terrified of alien abduction for years and what cured me, strangely, was the movie fire in the sky.

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Some help?

Ok I feel badly having to tap out of conversation every thirty minutes with my date. I also feel badly that you all are getting "blog posts" that are more appropriate for twitter. Basically that's all I got.

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Update on Prestun

As you know, we're doing this to raise funds for Prestun Seibel. He had surgery yesterday and his mother just isolated the gofundme site with details about his recovery. Go there to find out how he is doing or donate. http://www.gofundme.com/prestunthesuperhero

 

Telling stories

About my grandmother and my father and laughing.

 

Telling stories

About my grandmother and my father and laughing.

 

Ensconced with coffee inside

Have Starbucks. Already exhausted. This is going to be one weird day. Plus my backs hurts because I didn't sleep well last night.

 

Rain may be imminent

Oh no! Planning on the fly.

 

Leaving brunch

On my way to the park. I am at one with the me that is on this adventure but god damn I really want a nap.

 

In which I enjoy brunch

Mmmmmmm I was starving my ass off. Enjoying brunch with my date

 

In which I enjoy brunch

Mmmmmmm I was starving my ass off. Enjoying brunch with my date

 

In which I enjoy brunch

Mmmmmmm I was starving my ass off. Enjoying brunch with my date

 

Ok I'm on the date

Be afraid be very afraid.

 

I'm late! I'm late! For a very important date!

On my way to the date very late. I hate that.

 

Imagine a post filled with stuff

I'm totally late. Putting myself together and dashing to a date not even half awake yet. Oh this is going to be fun.


 

In which nothing goes according to plan

Well you kind of get to see me meltdown in real time. Isn't that fun?! I've watched the matrix, written questions, posted them, now to make myself look remotely attractive (not an easy task) and I was supposed to be leaving my apartment now.

I plan, the gods laugh.

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How to have a nervous breakdown while trying to do something good

So I am in the middle of typing my incredibly insightful questions. I'm also supposed to meet someone, a date a first date if you can believe it (he knows about this) at 11. I'm still in pjs and his bus was early.  AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I may not make it to noon at this rate.

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Second Post of the Day in Which I Talk About Nothing Special

Well, I'm watching the end of the Matrix, a movie I haven't seen in a decade I'm sure. I'm doing it because I assigned it to my class so now, you know, I have to do it myself. It's not bad but I find the action sequences boring now. Back then it was "AMAZEBALLS" but now it's like "Can we get to the dialogue so I can write insightful questions?"

Can't entirely complain about a Hugo Weaving movie. That man's voice....it's just obscenely sexy.

Late I'm sure my posts will be much more sophisticated, but I've got a lot I've got to get done by 10:30 right now so you'll just have to live.

If you have any amazingly insightful questions about the matrix, please post them in the comments section.s

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Good Morning Blogathon!

So FINALLY we all got our acts together and now for one day and one day only three bloggers will stay up for 24 hours blogging every 30 minutes to raise awareness and funds for Prestun Siebel's Gofundme. Prestun suffers from the same cancer I survived. Just yesterday he underwent brain surgery. His family is not half way to their goal of $60,000 to cover travel and medical expenses. Our hope is that by doing this we can get more people to donate to his gofundme.

Joining me today will be the ever lovely, but definitely NSFW Sera Alice McCauley at Valeria's Mythos and Amelia Jameson at http://ajameson.blog.com/.

Friday, September 12, 2014

 

Test post

This post is just to see if I can post from my phone.

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