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gwydion* "Freddie Gray's death 'not an accident,' medical examiner says :" http://www.stlamerican.com/news/local_news/article_fd742b80-2f6b-11e6-bf1d-0bad0e04afb5.html?utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter
* So I'm an Elder Goth. I consider myself an early adopter, as I was a year or two too late to be the real cutting edge. I was one of two Goths at my first college the first year I was there for example. This was the period when there was huge overlap with punk and metal culture and fashion. I used to go the whole nine yards. Dyed mowhawk, make up, jewelry. I still where most black clothes, with jewel tones no and then for accent. (When I moved West I added more colours, the goth fashion having opened up into more subgenres by then, but I'm mostly back to black for simplicity since I became ill. Gone are the elaborate outfits I once sported). I did not spike my hair, as aqua net was bad for the ozone and at that length it's pretty much aquanet or nothing, but otherwise, I looked like something out of the pages of Sandman, something often commented upon. I cut the makeup way down when I moved west and stopped when I moved north except for formal occations, what with the teaching. I don't think I've worn any in more than a decade now. When I started dying in earnest, I stopped wearing jewelry. I took it off for a hospital visit, and never put it back on, except the occasional pendant. Once my medical situation stopped being life expectancy measured in months, it was a long time crawling back up to the level of function I have now. The BPALs are comforting, me being a scent based life form, and it's been hard selling off the half of the collection as I've had to in the last two years. Scents were fundamental to my moral. The rest of my vanities, I've had to let go one my one. It is a classic survival technique for extreme situations. When there is an opportunity cost for every action one takes, when every action takes a ridiculous about of energy, lots of activities that are inconsequential under normal conditions suddenly become too expensive in time and energy.
I have been missing the jewelry again. I think it was my uncle sending me my Grandfather's ring and me wearing it sporadically for the last however many months, added to my DS9 rewatch. I miss my rings, my Bajoran earing. I've been starting small, with pendant, and a pinky ring. Last night Greenwick repeirced my ears. (They had half grown closed, so we needed a sterilized needle). I am wearing the only gold earings I have left, very silly and mid-'80's and not my style at all to help with the infection. The right ear is doing well, my always problematic left with it's weird pocket of scarring is clearly going to be more troublesome.
It was weird going through my old jewelry, each with it's stories and memories. Wednesday, I wore the Erik Fairy necklace, loved intensely for two years, then only taken out to wear with costumes. Today I am wearing my beloved cinnabar dragon from Eugene, which I clearly need to figure out how to clean. It is a small thing, but a piece of who I once was.
* So Squirrel lost most of two month's work to the almost dying thing. The insurance he's got through his job is meant to cover living costs during a catastrophic illness, like that, but this is a lie. The are refusing to cover the thing that nearly killed him because they have declared the other dangerous medical thing they fixed while he was out "pre-existing" even though it was the nearly dying of the other thing that had him out of work so it all out to be covered. Do not give Afflack money. They are a scam. His job is dropping them because of this. There 1-3 day turn around is a lie and they don't pay out.
Luckily, a friend kicked in enough that my start of the month bills didn't all crash and burn, and I now have lung meds, enough fish food for the month, and a working blender. We found out that Afflack was well and truly screwing us today, but in the same mail, there was a check from a very gracious friend. It's not what we lost to Afflack being a scam, but it is enough to solve a whole exciting collection of immediate problems.
So thank you, kind heroes for being there when we needed you.
Poverty is so damned stressful and exhausting, but last night there was coconut cake and earings, and today the fish are fed, and next week I'll see about saving us from collections on medical bills.
* "King (Not Prince) Caspian: The Chronicles of Narnia Reread Project Part 4:" http://www.fandomfollowing.com/king-not-prince-caspian-the-chronicles-of-narnia-reread-project-part-4/
* "For the (Not)Watch: ‘Game of Thrones’ 6×06 Recap:" http://www.fandomfollowing.com/notwatch-game-thrones-6x06-recap/
* "How to help Flint, Michigan:" http://www.msnbc.com/rachel-maddow-show/how-help-flint-michigan
* Help pay for cat food, litter, meds, medical copays: Paypal Lethran@gmail.com
* Donate to help refugees: http://donate.unhcr.org/international/general
* A list of LGBTQA Charities: http://awkward0w1.tumblr.com/post/126399233673
* Want Game of Thrones without the creepy? We desperately need new players. We are very inclusive. "Game of Bones MUSH:" gobmush.wikidot.com
* So I'm an Elder Goth. I consider myself an early adopter, as I was a year or two too late to be the real cutting edge. I was one of two Goths at my first college the first year I was there for example. This was the period when there was huge overlap with punk and metal culture and fashion. I used to go the whole nine yards. Dyed mowhawk, make up, jewelry. I still where most black clothes, with jewel tones no and then for accent. (When I moved West I added more colours, the goth fashion having opened up into more subgenres by then, but I'm mostly back to black for simplicity since I became ill. Gone are the elaborate outfits I once sported). I did not spike my hair, as aqua net was bad for the ozone and at that length it's pretty much aquanet or nothing, but otherwise, I looked like something out of the pages of Sandman, something often commented upon. I cut the makeup way down when I moved west and stopped when I moved north except for formal occations, what with the teaching. I don't think I've worn any in more than a decade now. When I started dying in earnest, I stopped wearing jewelry. I took it off for a hospital visit, and never put it back on, except the occasional pendant. Once my medical situation stopped being life expectancy measured in months, it was a long time crawling back up to the level of function I have now. The BPALs are comforting, me being a scent based life form, and it's been hard selling off the half of the collection as I've had to in the last two years. Scents were fundamental to my moral. The rest of my vanities, I've had to let go one my one. It is a classic survival technique for extreme situations. When there is an opportunity cost for every action one takes, when every action takes a ridiculous about of energy, lots of activities that are inconsequential under normal conditions suddenly become too expensive in time and energy.
I have been missing the jewelry again. I think it was my uncle sending me my Grandfather's ring and me wearing it sporadically for the last however many months, added to my DS9 rewatch. I miss my rings, my Bajoran earing. I've been starting small, with pendant, and a pinky ring. Last night Greenwick repeirced my ears. (They had half grown closed, so we needed a sterilized needle). I am wearing the only gold earings I have left, very silly and mid-'80's and not my style at all to help with the infection. The right ear is doing well, my always problematic left with it's weird pocket of scarring is clearly going to be more troublesome.
It was weird going through my old jewelry, each with it's stories and memories. Wednesday, I wore the Erik Fairy necklace, loved intensely for two years, then only taken out to wear with costumes. Today I am wearing my beloved cinnabar dragon from Eugene, which I clearly need to figure out how to clean. It is a small thing, but a piece of who I once was.
* So Squirrel lost most of two month's work to the almost dying thing. The insurance he's got through his job is meant to cover living costs during a catastrophic illness, like that, but this is a lie. The are refusing to cover the thing that nearly killed him because they have declared the other dangerous medical thing they fixed while he was out "pre-existing" even though it was the nearly dying of the other thing that had him out of work so it all out to be covered. Do not give Afflack money. They are a scam. His job is dropping them because of this. There 1-3 day turn around is a lie and they don't pay out.
Luckily, a friend kicked in enough that my start of the month bills didn't all crash and burn, and I now have lung meds, enough fish food for the month, and a working blender. We found out that Afflack was well and truly screwing us today, but in the same mail, there was a check from a very gracious friend. It's not what we lost to Afflack being a scam, but it is enough to solve a whole exciting collection of immediate problems.
So thank you, kind heroes for being there when we needed you.
Poverty is so damned stressful and exhausting, but last night there was coconut cake and earings, and today the fish are fed, and next week I'll see about saving us from collections on medical bills.
* "King (Not Prince) Caspian: The Chronicles of Narnia Reread Project Part 4:" http://www.fandomfollowing.com/king-not-prince-caspian-the-chronicles-of-narnia-reread-project-part-4/
* "For the (Not)Watch: ‘Game of Thrones’ 6×06 Recap:" http://www.fandomfollowing.com/notwatch-game-thrones-6x06-recap/
* "How to help Flint, Michigan:" http://www.msnbc.com/rachel-maddow-show/how-help-flint-michigan
* Help pay for cat food, litter, meds, medical copays: Paypal Lethran@gmail.com
* Donate to help refugees: http://donate.unhcr.org/international/general
* A list of LGBTQA Charities: http://awkward0w1.tumblr.com/post/126399233673
* Want Game of Thrones without the creepy? We desperately need new players. We are very inclusive. "Game of Bones MUSH:" gobmush.wikidot.com