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- Tag: t: homestuck - This blog is currently pretty much only about Homestuck and my brain problems. And maybe Homestuck is a hallucination I'm having! And this is just, like, some folie à deux shit when people comment on my posts about it as if they're familiar with the subject matter. So, it could be it's just a blog about my brain problems.

- Tag: Kazuya Minekura's blog - Kazuya Minekura, the artist of the amazing Gensoumaden Saiyuki, was diagnosed with some pretty serious health issues last year. She's been writing some very funny, angry, honest blog entries about her situation.

I've translated a number of these posts, but have fallen ridiculously behind; I encourage anyone else who'd like to pick up where I left off to do so.

- Post: The Very Small Problem - In the fall of 2010, I was diagnosed with a small tumor in my right frontal lobe. I was able to have it successfully removed in March of 2011, before it could cause any permanent brain damage. If it weren't for the existence of state high risk pools, a provision of 2010's Affordable Care Act - which some lawmakers are presently trying to repeal - it's very likely that I still wouldn't even know the tumor was there.

This post was written specifically to make American Republicans feel like jerks. I use my power for good, people.

- Tag: manga tropes - The Encyclopedia of Manga Tropes. Girl Power Corrupts may well be how you found this blog!

- Tag: a: kubo tite - In which I roundly scold Kubo Tite, artist of Bleach! Bleach vs Women and Bleach and power fantasies may well be how you found this blog! (Both of those posts contain spoilers up to chapter 395.)

- Post: TODAY I AM A DARKOVER BOOK may well be how you found this blog!

- Post: Anne Bishop does not CARE what you think and Heir to the Shadows may well etc.

- Tag: manga - I just talk about manga a lot in general.

- Tag: books - I also talk about sci-fi, fantasy, and paranormal romance novels a lot!

- Tag: i teach english - In 2009, I spent seven months teaching English to Japanese kids in Shibata, Japan. Wacky antics ensued!

- Tag: i study japanese - And in 2007-2008, I spent a year studying Japanese at the Yamasa Institute in Okazaki, Japan. Wacky antics ensued!
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"Besides, our eyes are on the front of our faces so we can always face forward into the future!"

See, I haven't read much of Doraemon, but even I recognize that line. Is Monobear just quoting that series constantly, and I'm not noticing it? I wonder if the voice actress developed some pent-up frustration voicing that cat for so many years.
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I have come into possession of the supreme American cultural artifact. This priceless item will put my children through medical school - if I can bring myself to part with it. Its beauty is beyond compare.

Unnecessarily fancy model car with 'Viagra' printed on it.

Unnecessarily fancy model car with 'Viagra' printed on it.

This thing is a perfect encapsulation of everything that's wrong with the American formulation of masculinity.

3rd day.

May. 24th, 2013 05:09 pm
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There are a lot of hobbies that don't make much sense to me, but collecting faithful replicas of stock cars is just fabulously incoherent. The things are are just dangerously motile billboards for unhealthy crap - McDonalds, sugary cereals, managed mutual funds, etc - so why would an adult pay for little replicas of the things? Collectors, Quicken Loans should be paying you for the immeasurable psychic burden you take on by owning this absurd object.

It would kind of make sense to me if the cars had actual functioning engines you could take apart and fiddle with, but they're just like the little rubberband cars kids play with, except bigger and uglier. The windows and doors don't even open, and the chassis doesn't seem to have the openings necessary to install a little remote control engine or whatever.

This "Bud Light / Mothers Day 2003 Camaro" provides me with no viable means to hassle my pets, Action Diecast. Your product is a terrible failure.
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They just bumped Flickr up to a terabyte of free space and inserted ads. I'll probably just let my paid account lapse, and I'm sure other people will, too; I guess they've calculated that the ads will bring in more revenue.
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I didn't sleep much last night - my muscles were cramping from all the digging I did, and my stomach was upset. So when I got up I forgot I was taking a break and mixed the stuff into my breakfast like usual. I'm kind of impressed I managed to measure it out while in that state.

(On less than five hours of sleep I'm pretty much a zombie before breakfast; I bang into things, move my stuff around, and have conversations, then can't figure out later why my glasses are in the sink.)

Anyway, my muscle pain from all the digging I did yesterday started feeling better right away, so I'm calling it a win. Still pretty tired, though.
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Last night I thought of something hilariously mean to do to Kankri in Reviews of Young Adult Novels. I've been refining on it and smirking ever since. Thinking about this just makes me happy. I will patent this process as an antidepressant: getting way too invested in the suffering of a fictional MRA douche and making him miserable in multiple different fanfics.

I kind of think I'm infected with patriarchy, though, because I should really be coming up with more mean things to do to Rose and Kanaya. I'm unfairly privileging the manpain here.

That sounds facetious, but I really do think I do that. It's something I need to stamp out. I'm going to shove Rose down some stairs or something, that's pretty canon-compliant.
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Nepeta, Karkat, Tavros, and Mindfang all use the word "love" in a romantic sense, which is an interesting combination. None of the kids use it until after meeting the humans, though, so I guess one could call it a loanword, if so inclined. Karkat appears to have given up on his hate/pity model at some point in between the beginning of Hivebent and witnessing Eridan's murder spree; the first time he uses it he's shouting at Eridan, and the second he's explaining Troll Nalini Singh to Dave.

Jake is the word's heaviest user, followed by John and Jane. Jake and John use it mainly in dialog, and Jane in her internal monologue, as is fitting.
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Am I right in thinking none of the post-scratch trolls ever use the word "love" in their dialog, even in terms of remarks along the lines of "I LOV3 L1CK1NG TH1NGS 1 PROB4BLY SHOULDN'T B3 L1CK1NG?" And that none of the humans or pre-scratch trolls have used it while talking to them?

I thought none of them ever used it at all, but when I applied Google to the question, I found Equius's introduction telling us that he loves being strong. Well, how could I ever have doubted that?

Aside from, I guess, downloading the entire archive over the course of a whole day, is there any more thorough way to find every instance of the word in all of Homestuck?

Thoroughly investigating questions such as this is an appropriate use of my time.
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This one's going to be even more TMI than usual. It will involve my reproductive organs. You've been warned.

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I was hassling the AO3 team about adding Google Analytics support, and they've made it into a feature request here. If you want to be able to see who's linking people/trolls to your fic, you should vote for this.
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The nightmares in which Dirk's a space pilot, and he's desperately recording a final message to Roxy as his ship blows up, upset me about as much as the ones in which members of my family are becoming zombies and sitting under the table crying as they lose their minds.

I also have a problem with my subconscious. The problem is that it's terrible.
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I've been trying out an herb called kratom as an antidepressant for the past week or so, out of frustration with the prescription drugs I've been put on. I was talking about the experiment under a lock, because I've been trying not to post too much in public about my personal gloom-and-doom, on the basis that most people are here for the nerd stuff.

But Tennessee is talking about banning the stuff, which is something of which I really disapprove. I live in Kentucky, so the legislators in question don't really have any reason to listen to me, but I thought I should make these posts public so that they're google-able for Tennesseans doing research. Also, obviously, in hopes of dissuading Kentucky from following suit.

I've read a lot of stories of people who can't afford prescription drugs using kratom to manage depression, chronic pain, and exhaustion - that's why I decided to try it in the first place. And I've also seen stories, like this one on Reddit, of people addicted to dangerous opiates like prescription painkillers and heroin, using it to taper off their use, because it acts like an opiate and helps them with withdrawal symptoms. Its own withdrawal symptoms are comparatively really mild, too.

This is a really big deal, because kratom seems to be nearly impossible to overdose on - as anyone who reads my blog knows, I'm pretty paranoid about taking even over-the-counter meds, so I did a lot of research before ordering the stuff. I really haven't found any stories of anyone hurting themselves with it; the only thing close is a news article about a guy ending up in the ER because he was vomiting. And that doesn't sound like an overdose to me. The stuff's well-known to cause nausea in high volumes.

If kratom is really as safe as it appears to be, and it helps people with addictions to drugs that can actually kill them, banning it would be unbelievably stupid. Opiate addiction, particularly prescription painkillers, is a terrible problem in Appalachia; I've dealt with a lot of addicts through work, and I've seen how hard it is to get off that stuff. Keeping people who genuinely want to get clean from accessing an inexpensive tool to help them would be really irresponsible.

And frankly, barring the stuff without having any good evidence that it's dangerous doesn't make any sense. Louisiana chose to deal with kratom by requiring that it not be sold to people under eighteen; that makes sense to me. A ban doesn't.

Okay, there's enough of me blogging at legislators who aren't reading this. Under the cut I'm going to talk a little about my medical history and explain why I've been doing this, as context for people who haven't read my depressing locked posts. )

blergh

May. 16th, 2013 10:09 pm
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When all my other senses are unreliable, I go back to obsessing over incense and perfume. And incense is cheaper.

Shoyeido Daily - Kinkaku/Golden Pavilion: The benzoin/cinnamon combination here reminds me a little of my favorite incense, Triloka's Aphrodisia, but it's also got that dry, cool, powdery feeling that most Japanese sandalwoods do. And the patchouli scent is the very "dirty" BO-ish kind, and very strong, which I think doesn't work well with the other elements. I mean, it's not as bad as when you get a crappy artificial jasmine accord with so much indole it ends up smelling like poop, but it's just not quite right.

I haven't seen this mentioned in other reviews of the stuff, so maybe I got a bad roll, or I'm oversensitive? I do like it overall, but it's definitely weird.

Shoyeido Daily - Nokiba/Moss Garden: If you just looked at the "ingredient" list - "sandalwood, benzoin, patchouli, and spices" - you might expect it to smell a lot like the Kinkaku, but they don't have much in common. This is smoother and more harmonious, if it's appropriate to use that word in when discussing smells. Very sweet, dry, and the scent doesn't linger long. It's not bad, but also not all that interesting! I think I like the Kinkaku better.

Nippon Kodo Sagano Patchouli: I didn't actually realize this had patchouli in it for a long time. I can recognize it now that I know it's there, but the impression I get from it a very dry green sandalwood with some very dry spicy/floral oil mixed in. Super-dry, basically. It smells brittle, if brittle can be a smell, which it can because I say so.

Nippon Kodo Yume-no-Yume - Maple Leaf: Wow, this stuff is sweet. I mean, I like it, but it's extremely sweet. That seems to be a thing that all the Yume-no-Yume incenses have in common. This one's an ambergris/vanilla-y scent, but I'd say it's more cool than warm. That's Japanese incense for you, folks - a scent format that can make vanilla smell prissy and inedible.
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I don't really get into internet arguments over the morality of murder, rape, domestic abuse, and so on. Not even when it happens in the relatively "safe" context of fictional narratives involving cake battles and clown hammers! And should you choose to "step to" me with regard to these topics, I am unlikely to respond.

Because, here's the thing. If I don't know you, you don't have a "right" to my time (or indeed to anyone's, of course) if you're defending things like that to me (or indeed ever, of course) and you clearly don't know what you're talking about.

(Or indeed, even if you do. But you probably don't, or you wouldn't be trying to debate the definition of "sexual assault" with a literally brain-damaged person ostensibly named "Snarp.")

This doesn't constitute cowardice on my part. The reason that I am not going to discuss this subject matter with you is twofold: First, you're probably an asshole.

Second,  I worked for two years at a law firm whose caseload was about half criminal defense work. This means that persons accused of having committed crimes paid us money to get them out of trouble. Some were innocent, but more were guilty. Real-life legal practice is not much like Phoenix Wright.

Now, I personally worked mainly on civil cases, but it was, on occasion, part of my actual job to think and write about violent crime, rape, and sexual assault! To communicate with dangerous people, sometimes in person! Though the best part was when I had to read through sexual predators' online communications, because I was the only one in the office who understood how email headers and IP addresses worked. This was sufficiently scarring to my libido that I think that I am now physically attracted only to "brainships."

What I'm trying to convey is that this job was emotionally tiring at best, and at worst legitimately frightening. At times people showed up in the office angry/intoxicated and apparently desirous of a physical altercation. Once a guy who'd come to beat up the secretary asked to borrow my scissors.

So, because debating the causes and consequences of human evil used to be an activity in which I had no choice but to engage, it's not something I always choose to do in my leisure time. And I am the one who gets to decide how I spend that time! Not you. So, instead of trying to engage me in a tussle about whether your favorite character is "legitimately" a rapist (or whatever it is you're going on about), I ask that you respect my boundaries, step away from the keyboard, and accept that you are just totally wrong.

(Tumblr Crosspost)
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Uniqlo jeans sold for $30 in Japan four years ago: They are just starting to get a hole in them.

Uniqlo jeans sold for $80 in New York a year ago (though I got them cheaper): They are also just starting to get a hole in them, because they're made of noticeably coarser denim.

(They're also fading out in places, but that's a less cynical design decision, given that Americans like our jeans to have shitty dye. Fading in weird places on jeans feeds our rapacious hunger for mass-produced authenticity, as a result of some stew of cultural symbolism left on the burner so long that its original ingredients are now unidentifiable.

Though bleaching in weird places on t-shirts doesn't work, because it indicates a person who has actually cleaned a thing. No one wants to look like a person who has actually cleaned a thing.)

And these daifuku I got in Lexington taste like marshmallows. Way too sweet.
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On the basis that, you know. He murdered her for breaking up with him.

The only manifestation of this ship that I deem acceptable is Feferi laying her eggs in his split abdomen, that her offspring may eat of his dead flesh, and grow strong.

(Tumblr crosspost tags: #erifef #is terrible #kanaya standing by and monitoring the process #all like I Hope I Bisected Him In A Convenient Location For This #karkat and sollux are nearby taking turns vomiting #rose just #takes notes)

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