As some of you know, my mom was diagnosed with lung cancer as I was going through radiation therapy 2.5 years ago. She's been whomping the heck out of everyone's expectations, but unfortunately this morning she told me that her doc has recommended hospice and estimated she has 3-4 months left. I've known this was coming for quite some time, but she really looks awful now. She's gone from 150 pounds down to about 80, and is wearing kids' clothes now. She can barely walk, and the amount of degradation in the last 9 days since I saw her last was astonishing. The way she looked today, I'm just hoping she has THAT long.
I know I haven't been around here much the last few months since I started working again, and for a while when I do come on I expect it'll be to try for a massive distraction. I promise it's not because I don't love everyone on my list - you either keep me sane or make me realize I'm saner than some of you crazy mofos :P So if you see me around and I don't make an effort to talk to you, it's not YOU, it's me trying not to spread doom and gloom.
OK, so this isn't much of a vent. More an FYI, I guess, but the tears are coming back and I can't see the subject line well enough to edit it LOL.
I started off the morning at the dentist's office, getting a broken filling replaced with a temporary crown. That was just LOADS of fun... my mouth is STILL feelin funny and sore.
On my way home, I took my usual route. I see funny lights behind me, look at my speedo, it says 31. I'm in a 25 mph zone... oops. Cop pulls me over, it's officer Tester, the guy who arrested my best friend for a DUI while I was her passenger, and who has since joined our group of friends drinking at Beerfest every year, among other things. He's an asshole who was screwing around on his wife with a chick half his age (whose father happens to be the sherrif), and he says he clocked me going 41 when he passed me from the opposite direction, and that after I turned the corner he almost couldn't catch up with me. Come on, a police intercepter not able to get a minivan in a residential area - especially when the minivan is following a postal truck delivering mail - oh yeah, and if i was going 48 like he said, so was the mail carrier. At this point I'm not sure if he remembers me, but he says he's not making it up after I say I'm SURE I was not going nearly that speed. He offers no proof and cites me for 16-25 over. I'm totally going to dispute it - I was uncomfortable from the crown placement but I would have noticed going THAT fast on my normal route.
I spend most of the rest of my day alternating between crying and being pissed off out of frustration. It's only the 3rd time I've ever been pulled over in 20 years. I really think either he's lying or his equipment was wrong, and I feel helpless. But then...
My cell phone rang, and I saw the area code as being the same as one of the places I interviewed at yesterday. The HR manager was calling to let me know that next week he and the hiring manager were meeting with the board of directors and intended to present me as the candidate they wanted to hire for the position. Assuming the CEO approves it, they plan to give me a written offer on the 24th when they get back, and hope to get me through the drug testing and hiring physical and working by Halloween. I haven't told them yet that I'm going to be in the Dominican Republic from the 6th to the 13th - waiting for an offer in hand before I do so ;)
OK, first of all I should say that I am in NO WAY condoning whatever actions this particular fubarian has done. But the purpose of sex offender registries is to inform people that might live nearby that there is a potential danger so they can be aware. The main opposition to such registries is the possibility that people on them might be harassed and terrorized, and that is what I see going on here. I have seen the Texas registry of the person in question, and with no other details it looks to me like it was an isolated incident within the home. He is listed as low risk.
I doubt anyone here aside from he and his wife know what really happened. I don't know either or them, or any explanations they may have given. I think child molestation is heinous, but I also think that the constant badgering by the mumming community is shameful. I can't imagine why he persists in staying here, but perhaps it's because of the attention he's getting, or so that he can play the victim - because believe me, I have seen attack after attack upon him and little in return. I'd like to see him leave the site too, but this bullying is out of control.
Just my 2 cents... I'm sure not many agree with me, but I had to rant.
Since there are no SFW mumms to stalk people into, and the primary source of my bartab feed is negative photo comments, I figured I'd do a blog in hopes that some of my friends would come hang out and be fun.
Talk amongst yourselves. :)
(not that I don't enjoy some well-placed shaming of disgusting pics, but I REALLY need to have some *positive* stuff to read)
Am I the only one who wishes they'd bring back special characters in names so the groupies stop putting "x" as every other letter?
An example, for those who don't know what I'm talking about: xMs mInAjxFuCTxTpCxED
That is all.
So yesterday I ran out of the wellbutrin that I was put on when I was vaguely suicidal a month ago... it worked GREAT, but the mail order place hasn't filled my order yet. In the meantime, I'm apparently stupid and emo enough to take a lot of things personally - though at least I was able to keep myself offline during the worst of it.
Suffice it to say, I've got a lot of shit going on right now that I haven't talked about, because I was trying not to write depressing blogs. I, too, come here to escape from the crap that is my real life - and I lean too much on my friends. When those I've trusted most decide to throw that away, it makes my real life problems come to the surface again. But, I digress.
I can't take back what was said, but I can promise to try not to do it again. I'm about as far from perfect as it gets, though, so no guarantees. My friends know all of this about me and will support me, and I will try my best not to disappoint them.
Thanks to Lilboops for making several good points in that other blog. I appreciate constructive criticism and honesty - if I don't know about a flaw, I can't fix it.