So uh... yeah. My generic is $430 copay... a month... and it's the medicine I need.

Um... yeah. Anyone want to buy any cosplays off me? Or movies/books/anime/anything? Pretty much... consider almost everything I own to be on sale...

God... I need a job asap...

I need as much help sewing before Otakon as possible, especially as I just found out that I have modeling for three hours on Tuesday. I can offer food in exchange for help and um.. music.

Maybe the luck is turning in my favor. I don't know, and I don't want to jinx everything. Not sure if Mom's scale is different than mine at home either, but if it's accurate, 11 more lbs. And that's after the junk food yesterday and carbs.

Friday, I wrote an email that was incredibly difficult to write, and harder to send. Right afterward, I found a cat's whisker. That night, someone replied back to my comment who rides horses (western, though, and for pleasure rather than competition or rodeo, probably beginner) and manages a restaurant, who said he would LOVE to get to know me better (I write it that way because that was in caps).

Saturday, I woke up really early after a night of no sleep, showered, had a little chaos, then a wonderful, mini graduation party. I was worried there'd be some drama but everyone was well-behaved, I got some unexpected gifts that made me go "O__O" and people came from far and wide--seriously, had people from MD, NYC, different parts of NJ--it was really something. Also everyone got on with my parents, Uncle Lynn and Aunt Debbie, we played in the river, etc.

Today, I've been eating breakfast (still eating it, actually...), already had my meds, will empty and reload the dishwasher, will load up my car, and go to Dad and Beth's early to pick up the balloons and flowers before I go riding since Sean and Steph are going over there and they said they needed to talk about some private things. I'm kinda annoyed considering they ditched the party yesterday but whatever. I'll be riding at about 1:30 today, if all goes well, then need to touch base with Ted since my cosplay needs to get done. Maybe he'll stay the night so we can really buckle down on this stuff that I've been incredibly behind on. I think Dawn's coming back on Tuesday for more help as well, but I'm not certain--Dawn, you'll need to call Pepita about a parking spot.

Really nervous regarding cosplay and Otakon, actually. I feel really, really behind. But, well, I'll get stuff done. Probably should sign off in a few so I can get this work done, car packed, everything set that needs to get set. Maybe I'll go to Dad and Beth's early and stay a little for lunch or something. Don't know. Don't really want to do all this, but there's not much of a choice.

Ridingwise today, I think I'm gonna try to focus on some flatwork unless I get the okay to pop her over a few jumps, assuming I'm riding Bella in the first place. Maybe I'll get to do something with one of the other horses. I don't know. But yeah, probably should sign off to do so though I'm tired, and lazy, and just want to relax a bit.

I'm also considering using my riding boots instead of the others with the zipper for Cloud Nine. There'd be the lace at the bottom rather than the buckle, and there's not the gold spat stuff, but... I think it might look really, really nice.

Need to find something to make with pretty, dark blue fabric.

So, about my camera being stolen.... I'm filing a police report in the morning, but I don't think there's much that I can do at the moment other than working towards trying to replace it. Unfortunately, however, that's a bit complicated. My Sony A100 was a DSLR which as you may or may not know are the cameras you have to chop your hands off to be able to afford if you're poor. Which, unfortunately, I am. It was the only major purchase I have ever bought myself and upon discovering it was missing and not coming back, I had a nervous breakdown and proceeded to lie on the floor for four hours bawling my eyes out. Photography is one of the few passions I truly love, losing my camera was probably the closest thing I will ever experience to having my heart ripped metaphorically out of my chest. It was really classy. It also scared my cats that I was crying so hard I could barely move, let alone function. And I don't have a job that even pays me, so replacing it feels nigh impossible.

For those are wondering, someone just let themselves into my house and took it. Left my debit card and all the other things nearby alone too, just took my camera. They could have taken anything else including my antiques and I probably would have taken it better. Ehhh.

Normally I wouldn't even do this, but I'm sort of out of options when it comes to this. I've found a replacement model for $414, which is better than the $700+ I was otherwise encountering. I cannot even begin to have this sort of money on my own and vonheston just paid $500 for my ticket to come see her at the end of this month. I'm going down to Richmond but we're also going to Washington DC for a few days and she still needs to get us our hotel room. We're going to the Smithsonian and the Holocaust Museum and many other places that I have wanted to see my entire life and I now have absolutely no way to share them with others. It's extremely, extremely upsetting to me because I express myself (and relieve stress, sadly enough) with photography. With that said:

Please don't feel like you have to donate if you can't afford it, but I would really appreciate it if you would donate anything you feel like you can spare. And if you do any by some grace filing a police report actually returns my camera to me, I will make sure every penny gets back to you. I'm making this public and encourage my friends to share if they feel compelled to, but don't feel forced. Anything that restores my faith in humanity would be reward enough.

Thanks for listening, you guys. :(

( Intervista ai DBSK su che famiglia sognano! (Ovviamente solo JJ) )


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Poll #1428342 OTAKON ROLL CALL!!
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All

You are:

You will use the number 818.585.1139 to:

You are:

If you are dressing up, the character you are dressing up as is:

You are excited for:

You are ok with getting loaded:

I am ok with getting hugged:

Today, Kiko and I crashed a Luau party at a fancy hotel by the water, which was hilarious because we were not at all dressed for the occasion! Kiko said the grody-looking bartender was trying to get me loaded, but I think said bartender was trying to get him super loaded too so he could have his dirty way with both of us in the alley. Man was that guy sketch. Effing OB hippys. Anyway I love the way Hawaiian dances flow. All the while I was stuffing myself on cheese squares with pineapple mmmmm :Dv In the evening I ran about 3or 4 miles, which felt amazing. Now that summer is finally here, running is not unlike having a sauna. Super exfoliating

Then I had eggs for dinner. Have been craving protein like mad lately. When one is vegetarian, I think it is important to know how to listen to one's body. Mine has apparently put me forcibly on the Atkins diet. It is like Natalia you fatass. Sort yourself out!! I seriously admire vegans in this respect, by the way, because I do not know if I could make it living on nuts and soymilk all the time. Within a week I would be jonesing for a big hunk of Madrigal with apple slices and table wine.

I know a lot of vegans, but surprisingly few vegetarians. Sometimes I get asked for my reasons, and I find that these reasons are not directly proportional to animal cuteness but rather to the disgusting state of the American meat industry. If you've ever driven the 5 from Los Angeles to San Francisco and passed the slaughterhouses, you may understand what I am getting at. The very land thereabouts feels poisoned, you know? You sense it in your stomach ugh

My friends are all, yeah that is so fucking revolting man, now let's pull over here and forget our troubles with a double-double. >:E Let me just mention here the beauty of California's In-n-Out Burger chain, which will do grilled cheese without batting an eye. I recall Franz Ferdinand's Alex Kapranos writing in his exotic dining memoirs that In-n-Out boasts one of the two best burgers he has tasted in his life. (The other was in Tokyo so) He would return to his home in Gloucestershire and find a wrapper with that palm tree pattern in his luggage, and he would pine.

Because at times I feel that I can better relate to ladies and dudes online than in the outside world, to all the vegetarians on the reader list, how and why have you come to be vegetarian? I grew up spending summers in the Russian countryside -- dacha is the literal term -- and I remember watching my great-uncle using an axe to chop off the heads of his chickens on a tree stump in the back yard. The chickens tasted decent. There is something terribly organic about raising an animal and participating in its journey to slaughter. Maybe if I had a little lamb, or cow, that I raised with my own hands and funds... but then I would probs pussy out from doing the deed, jesus

The other night I got taken out to Tacos el Gordo, a place near the border popular for its tacos obv. In the (subjectively corrupted) spirit of Buddhist traveling, I tried a lenga taco. It was OK, but later I barfed. Wasn't that I was having a major sickness thing, I just felt awful having meat in my stomach. I kept thinking of the place that meat had come from. I couldn't bear it! My mom maintains that vegetarianism is just a phase of privileged youth, lol, but at this moment I am seriously doubting whether I could ever go back to eating animal muscle tissue. I just don't crave it. The texture is gross, and the the taste is sooo not worth the hassle.

A Broken Winter by kalenight. Read it. Warning, really not safe for work. Excellent story.

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