posted 09-08-2007 05:35 PM               

quote:

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Originally posted by Saint Aelphaba:

Helen why'st thou in le hospital? Vhat did you do?!

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St A, I am quoting you from the Rants and raves thread, but I thought my reply would fit better here, in General Chinwagging.

I apologize in advance if it's "too much information". I tried my best to tone it down.
And so, I present to you the story of why I was in the hospital on September 5th....

I got home from work at 730am. i went to sleep and at about 1230 (noon) i woke with a pain in a left side. i managed to fall back asleep, but woke up again at 230pm. it hurt to walk, to get up, to breath. troy was in toronto and dom (roommate) doesnt have a cell. i hestitated a while, but it still hurt alot. so i called 911 and the ambulance came to get me. they didn't need to but they put me on a stretcher. the 20 minute ride from my town to the one with the hospital has never felt SO long. it started feeling worse and the paramedic asked me if i wanted to turn on my side or something (cuz my legs were strapped down). i said, "i want to curl up". so he let my legs go and curled up in a ball.

when we finally got the emergency room, i DIDN'T HAVE TO WAIT 4 HOURS!! they got me into a bed right away and helped me into a robe and asked me questions and all that. my nurse (i never got her name) was really nice. she got me ready to be hooked up to an IV (i hate needes). when she asked me to rate the pain out of 10 i said "12." i had to give them a pee sample so she wheeled in a wheelchair/pee basin thinger for me. i tried to pee but i was ALL empty. then i started feeling weak so Nurse leaned out the curtain and started yelling, "can i get some one in here! she's passing out!". so then too more nurses came in and one of them yelled my name to keep me lucid enough to get back on the bed. so i got on the bed, they hooked me up to the IV to keep me hydrated because i wasnt allowed to drink or eat. then Nurse came in and helped me put too little pills under my tongue. they were to help me relax, and MAN, they worked! wish i had some of those at home! whoo! so while those were disolving, she had to give me a pain killer...in the form of a supository (i dont know if i spelt that right). if you dont know what that is, it means she put it up my bum bum. it was funny she said "now dont push it out". so i clentched my bum really really tight! after that another lady came in to take a blood sample (i hate needles). then i mostly rested and slept until i could give a pee sample. the doctor came in and said i probably have a kidney stone, so it will just have to pass. hopefully it's a small one so it doesnt hurt when it comes out!
when i was feeling better Nurse came in and gave me some gingerale and a turkey sandwich (she was really nice). then i just waited in the bed and kept calling home until Dom could come and pick me up.
when i got home i think i bumped into every piece of furniture we own, i was still groggy and lightheaded. needless to say, i didn't go to work last night, i probably would've put soup in people's coffee.

posted 09-08-2007 07:58 PM               

I'm glad you're okay though.

posted 09-08-2007 08:37 PM            

That doesn't sound like too much fun.

So, I babysat tonight, and the parents got home two hours earlier. In reality, I should still be there, and probably would have still been writing.

The husband was so nice, because I was a bit shocked to see them home so early, he was apologizing and talking to me for a little bit.

So, I apogolize if this is a bit big, but this is the accumilation of an hours worth of work:

posted 09-09-2007 07:55 AM               

quote:

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Originally posted by lostladyknight:
Oh no! Helen that sounds like an awful night. I'm sorry.

I'm glad you're okay though.

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posted 09-09-2007 09:20 PM               

I have a pair of most awesome goldfish now. They are awesome. And a new doggie too. She is awesome. And 12 tetras... and 3 clown loaches... and a cat... and a platy and a pleco and a mollie... and a snake in the room next to mine... Oh! I'm working on my dad to get a lizard for Christmas. He hates lizards... my brother had to move out to get the snake...

Oh, and I'm an awesome spaghetti sauce-maker. I make it from scratch and it tastes like god chewed on the tastiest things he could think of 'till it was red mush and spat it out into my pots and pans.

Anybody else ever see 'Dead Like Me'? I saw a marathon on Sci-Fi the other day, I think it was last Sunday,but yeah.

15 DAYS 'TILL HEROES!!!!!!!!!! W00000T!!!!!!!!! I hope Sylar gets killed by an even bigger & badder baddie in the middle of the season, he's gotten onto my nerves.

Dark Night with my chunks of hunk is coming out in DECEMBER!!!! Why must I wait??? Whose Batman's new love interest? Is he gonna go ka-raay-Z???*Psycotic Eye Glare* I *Drooling* MUST *Snarls* KNOW!!!!*Rips out Hair**Dances on Couch**Runs Outside Into The Dark Knight poster**Drools over gay psyco cowboy(Heath Ledger is Joker) and black-vynle(damn that word...) Batsuit(Christian Bale is soooooo hawt...)*

posted 09-13-2007 10:47 AM            

And I agree, Spam needs to go. *poof.*

posted 09-14-2007 05:03 AM            

"Where's the bathroom?"

"Where can I stay?"

"Where's the beer?"

In every different language. (I'm kidding about the last one, you can if you want.)

How is it that I have three different brown tops, yet nothing to wear with my brown boots?

posted 09-14-2007 07:11 AM               

working these graveyard shifts isnt too bad until i dont follow my sleep routine properly. then i get messed up and tired.

my body is aching too. feet, back, knees. my god, i feel about 70 years old!

i'm sorry this post consists entirely of complaining.

posted 09-14-2007 07:05 PM            

So, I ran into my English teacher after school, wanted to tell him that I was on my way to see the Speech Team posts, who got in and such.

So my friend Suzanne runs by and tells me - as I'm in the midst of explaining to him something seriously unimportant - and says "YOU MADE IT!" So I jump up and down and hug her and my teacher interupts with:

"GOD. What a killjoy! She was on her way to go see the list! And you ruined it!"

My friend: "Well sorr-yy!"

My teacher: "Speaking of runing things...I was in Borders when the Harry Potter book came out, and so I was reading the end and these people came up to me - two different people - and said: WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? - and I told them I was reading were Potter stops writing so I can see if he dies - and then they told me: YOU CAN'T DO THAT!. And I told them that I could - I wasn't reading it out loud!"

My friend: "Did you really?! You can't do that! That's horrible!"

Me: "Noo, he's lying, ignore him!"

What was funnier was that I knew he was lying, and she believed him.

So I was thinking about it, and I have spent fifteen years - almost sixteen - with my mom and still can't tell when she's lying. However, I spent one year with this guy, and I've learend to tell when he lies.

I think it's a male thing, they're really bad at lying..

Uhm, point being: (one that was a really amusing converastion) and two: do you know any male people who are actually good at lying?

posted 09-16-2007 01:00 AM               

quote:

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Originally posted by Saint Aelphaba:
Well no, but you should learn to say:

"Where's the bathroom?"

"Where can I stay?"

"Where's the beer?"

In every different language. (I'm kidding about the last one, you can if you want.)

How is it that I have three different brown tops, yet nothing to wear with my brown boots?

I think I'll just wear the stripped one..

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posted 09-16-2007 11:25 AM            

I can't really type all the accent marks or the squggly line over the n, but that's how you say where's the bathroom in Spanish.

posted 09-19-2007 08:50 AM            

Dear [],

Thank you for contacting us. We can only forward your email to Gregory Maguire, as we did before. Michele Jaslow was a former employee of the Guild and does not have anything to do with Gregory Maguire's website.

We are sorry that we cannot be more help.

Sincerely,

The Authors Guild

[PaN] -0500 wrote:
Hello,

My name is [PaN] and I am a member of the Gregory Maguire Discussion Board that is set up through his website. After some lengthy research I have managed to find this email address and the name of Michele Jaslow as the registrant of the site. We have been having continued issues with spam on the boards, as well as an extreme lack of moderators and an admin. I have attempted to contact someone at the staff@authorsguild.org email address, but to no avail. I am hoping that you will be able to assist us in making sure this board doesn't fall off into the nothingness of the net. We'd like to appoint more moderators, myself included, and make sure that we have an active admin always assisting us.

I would greatly appreciate any assistance you could lend.

posted 09-19-2007 09:08 AM               

I'm all for moving house, but I know some people don't want to. There are loads of places to get free boards and we could have an admin and as mnay mods as we wanted. Just because I'm bored, I set this up: http://gregorymaguire.20.forumer.com

posted 09-19-2007 02:08 PM            

They want to throw this site out, then go ahead. What has become of it anyway? Name the last time we had a discussion in the Book thread.

Name the first time we had a discussion in the musical thread that Azaleia or others did not get angry at. For I cannot.

Name the last discussion we had in Son of a Witch. It did last more than five pages.

Quiet anger is impossible. I know people who are very good at, they keep to themselves when they become angry, they shut down and do not speak. They hardly ever let anything truly get to them.

I recieved this review for my story that I am working on - after this morning - realizing that my work compared to others of the same stature - -the same thing -is fucking useless.

Why? Because appaerntly a new take on Cinderalla is not fanfiction.
But for Peter Pan it is.

Because someone who shoppes at LaCouste.com can write a 1500 page epic. And I cannot. And they can recieve more than 6000 reviews, and the most recent review I have recieved details as follows

Regardless of copy right laws, this is still fanfiction. Fan fiction
is a
broadly-defined term for fiction about characters or settings written
by fans
of the original work, rather than by the original creators (wikipedia
definition). Perfectly reasonable logic or not, Peter Pan belongs to
J.M.
Barrie and no one else. All other stories taking place in Never Land
are fan
fiction. Of course, I might make an exception for Hook.

Anyway, please consider moving this story to if only because this
story is
undeniably fanfiction.

And with that I bid you good-bye, for I do not read fanfiction.

Shadowhound

Quiet anger is not something that comes easily to me. I am angry, I am furious and I am frustrated.

posted 09-19-2007 09:13 PM               

Sorry... I'm exasperated.

posted 09-27-2007 04:52 PM            

It's starting to bug me that when I mention Jodi Picoult's name everyone says:

"I loved my Sister's Keeper, hated the ending!"

"Oh, did you? I loved it, have you read anything else of hers?"

"No, not really."

posted 09-27-2007 05:33 PM               

I don't understand why she does that. Then again, I do it in my stories, but meh.

I try to read one of her books a month.

posted 10-06-2007 12:39 AM               

I'M SURE ALL OF YOU HAVE AN EXTRA SET OF KEYS. PUT A SET BY YOUR BEDSIDE
TABLE. THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST DETERRENTS I HAVE EVER RECEIVED!!
Good advice...I have never heard of this before......mind you, my sister-in-law
did do this at her cottage last summer while she was there by herself.

A lady police officer passed this on and I felt that it might be of some
benefit for others. Put your car keys beside your bed at night. If you hear a
noise outside your home or someone trying to get in your house, just press the
panic button for your car. The alarm will be set off, and the horn will
continue to sound until either you turn it off or the car battery dies.
This tip came from a Neighbourhood watch coordinator.
Next time you come home for the night and you start to put your keys away,
think of this: It's a security alarm system that you probably already have and
requires no installation. Test it. It will go off from almost anywhere inside
your house and will keep honking until your battery runs down or until you reset
it with the button on the key chain.
It works if you park in your driveway or garage. If your car alarm goes off
when someone is trying to break in your house, odds are the burglar or rapist
won't stick around....after a few seconds all the neighbours will be looking out
their windows to see who is out there and sure enough the criminal won't want
that.
And remember to carry your keys while walking to your car in a parking lot.
The alarm can work the same way there.....this is something that should really
be shared with everyone.

posted 10-09-2007 08:58 AM            

Hello,

My name is [PaN] and I am a member of the Gregory Maguire Discussion Board that is set up through his website. After some lengthy research I have managed to find this email address and the name of Michele Jaslow as the registrant of the site. We have been having continued issues with spam on the boards, as well as an extreme lack of moderators and an admin. I have attempted to contact someone at the staff@authorsguild.org email address, but to no avail. I am hoping that you will be able to assist us in making sure this board doesn't fall off into the nothingness of the net. We'd like to appoint more moderators, myself included, and make sure that we have an active admin always assisting us.

I would greatly appreciate any assistance you could lend.

Their response:
Dear [PaN],

Thank you for contacting us. We can only forward your email to Gregory Maguire, as we did before. Michele Jaslow was a former employee of the Guild and does not have anything to do with Gregory Maguire's website.

We are sorry that we cannot be more help.

Sincerely,

The Authors Guild

My next response:
Thank you for your response. I wonder, though, do you forward these emails to Gregory Maguire himself? Or do you forward them to info@gregorymaguire.com? The reason I asked is because I've attempted to contact that same email address and it has bounced back to me as an invalid address.

I only wonder if there's anyway that, even though Michele Jaslow no longer works there, if there isn't someone else that can assist with the forum part of the website. I don't believe Gregory Maguire is involved with the forum at all. I had originally contacted Groupee (formerly "Infopop"), which is the company that typically manages the boards, and they told me that I needed to contact whoever formed the board in the first place.

We simply want our board to stay afloat and not sink into the bottomless spam abyss. If the person that once managed our forum is no longer there, shouldn't someone else have taken the reigns?

I hope this message doesn't come off as sounding mean. But as an avid member of the forum, I want to do whatever I can to help keep it running.

Thank you.

Their last response:
Dear [PaN],

I understand your frustration, but there is really nothing more that we can do. We can forward correspondence to Mr. Maguire, but we cannot give out his personal contact information.

We are the registrar of his domain name, but he does not host his website with us, so there is little more that we may do. Michele Jaslow, and the Guild as a whole, does not (nor ever has) have anything to do with maintaining his website.

Best regards,
Abigail Montague

posted 10-15-2007 04:14 PM               

The Wizard and I- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwdlLIQuboQ

posted 10-17-2007 06:02 AM               

RENT is a broadway musical that was adapted into a movie in 2005. The original broadway musical was written by Jonathan Larson and opened on braodway in 1996.

The Broadway musical was based loosely on Puccini's opera "La Bohème." It follows a year in the lives of eight friends living the disappearing Bohemian lifestyle in New York's East Village. AIDS and both its physical and emotional complications pervade the lives of Roger, Mimi, Collins, and Angel; Maureen deals with her chronic infidelity through performance art; her partner, Joanne, wonders if their relationship is worth the trouble; Benny has sold out his Bohemian ideals in exchange for a hefty income and is on the outs with his former friends; and Mark, an aspiring filmmaker, feels like an outsider to life in general, always behind the camera recording the events but never playing a part.

An emotional powerhouse, this story leaves you feeling. Simply feeling. Every minute of the story is wrought with emotion, from immense happiness to heart wrenching sadness.

Not only is the emotional ride as rigorous and enthralling as the greatest of roller coasters but the message is equally powerful. Angel, the lovable drag queen teaches all of her friends to live, and to love living.

"Forget regret, or life is yours to miss" is the message at the heart of the sotry. If you spend your time regretting the past you won't have time to live the future, after all everyone has a limited amount of time. Just because your time might be shorter than others' doesn't mean that you still can't get the very most out of your remaining days. Roger and Mimi fall deeply in love, despite their reservations. Benny, as a result of the near death of Mimi learns the value of the friendships he once had. Mark, must learn not to fear the hurt being alone but to bask in the time he has with those he loves. Collins must live on spreading the love and message that Angel had so desperately tried to show his friends before her death. Joanne and Maureen are wrapped into the story by their love and devotion (however wavering on Maureen's part) not only to each other but to their friends as well.

The relationships themselves are enough to make this one of the most moving stories ever written, but rock melodies add a spice that will make it hard for anyone to walk away unmoved.

----Taken from a review I wrote several months ago.

posted 10-17-2007 06:09 AM               

quote:

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Originally posted by lostladyknight:
FOR SEASHELL!

RENT is a broadway musical that was adapted into a movie in 2005. The original broadway musical was written by Jonathan Larson and opened on braodway in 1996.

The Broadway musical was based loosely on Puccini's opera "La Bohème." It follows a year in the lives of eight friends living the disappearing Bohemian lifestyle in New York's East Village. AIDS and both its physical and emotional complications pervade the lives of Roger, Mimi, Collins, and Angel; Maureen deals with her chronic infidelity through performance art; her partner, Joanne, wonders if their relationship is worth the trouble; Benny has sold out his Bohemian ideals in exchange for a hefty income and is on the outs with his former friends; and Mark, an aspiring filmmaker, feels like an outsider to life in general, always behind the camera recording the events but never playing a part.

An emotional powerhouse, this story leaves you feeling. Simply feeling. Every minute of the story is wrought with emotion, from immense happiness to heart wrenching sadness.

Not only is the emotional ride as rigorous and enthralling as the greatest of roller coasters but the message is equally powerful. Angel, the lovable drag queen teaches all of her friends to live, and to love living.

"Forget regret, or life is yours to miss" is the message at the heart of the sotry. If you spend your time regretting the past you won't have time to live the future, after all everyone has a limited amount of time. Just because your time might be shorter than others' doesn't mean that you still can't get the very most out of your remaining days. Roger and Mimi fall deeply in love, despite their reservations. Benny, as a result of the near death of Mimi learns the value of the friendships he once had. Mark, must learn not to fear the hurt being alone but to bask in the time he has with those he loves. Collins must live on spreading the love and message that Angel had so desperately tried to show his friends before her death. Joanne and Maureen are wrapped into the story by their love and devotion (however wavering on Maureen's part) not only to each other but to their friends as well.

The relationships themselves are enough to make this one of the most moving stories ever written, but rock melodies add a spice that will make it hard for anyone to walk away unmoved.

----Taken from a review I wrote several months ago.

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Haha thank you so much LLK

posted 10-18-2007 11:14 AM               

so after this huge break up im going through (its going to take a long time to get over, i have alot of things to think about and sort out), i think i'll apply to go to work as a civilian in Afghanistan for 6 months with the military. they have a Tim Hortons set up over there. i could work there for 6months, make $40,000 and use it to travel. yes, thats right, they pay $40,000 for 6 months.