insaneladybug: (hamilton_cup)
So now LJ is apparently making up tags for me? It stuck the number fifty in as a tag and claims there's one usage of it. Naturally, when I click, it goes nowhere since there is no such tag. I deleted it from the list. It had better not come back. Or be replaced by another. I really do not appreciate my journal being tinkered with in any way. I also hate how if you write a number in an entry, it will automatically get linked to a search for it. Maybe that's only if there's a hashtag with it, but ugh, this isn't Twitter! People I know use LJ because it isn't Twitter. Or Facebook, etc. And we liked it better before the changes that started to make it more like them.

But seriously, making up tags? That is inexcusable. Unless it's some kind of a glitch. And if it is, it had better be fixed quickly, unlike how they claimed the extra ads were a glitch yet they did nothing about them until apparently the last mass migration from the site in April.
insaneladybug: (schrank)
So I have abhorred Photobucket for years. It hogs memory and the amount of ads are outrageous. For once, I'm not the only one having a problem with a site. Lots of others dislike it for the same reason, especially of late.

A couple of weeks ago, Photobucket pulled a really crummy move on the free users. I only learned of it tonight. I barely use the thing, but I know lots of others use it a lot, and I felt I owed it to them to let them know of Photobucket's idiocy if they don't already. I don't feel like trying to type it all up myself, but this blog post sums it up very nicely: http://www.laurenwayne.com/2017/06/photobucket-phail-how-to-ruin-host-site.html

In other news, when the area hits a record high of 103, the Scottish Festival automatically becomes a lot less fun, even after the sun goes down. Uggggh. I hate summer heat. It was so stifling. And Mom got lost for a while. And I fell in love with a couple of beautiful handmade jewelry pieces, but of course, they were more than I felt like I could afford right then. I love how much fun it was last year at the Festival. It was so much fun that year, it reminded me of some of the earlier trips. This year was ... pretty mediocre. And yet I would have been sad if we hadn't gone. Part of me is still contemplating going back later today for the necklace that was the cheaper of the two, but I know I really don't want to spend even that much for it when money is so extremely tight. So beautiful, though.... A big deep blue flower in the sapphire shade, what we call "wing-color blue" referring to Kingdom Hearts Sephiroth's wings.
insaneladybug: (hamilton_tragg)
So Facebook sent me one of its erratic notifications saying that someone posted a new picture. It was actually an album's worth of pictures, from a visit she made here a couple weeks ago for what looks like her sister's high school graduation. I looked through them all and ended up feeling pretty sad. So I guess that answers the question. I wasn't upset before just because of teetering emotions, even if that was part of it. Looks like I'm just going to continue being emotional for who knows why. Maybe the dam finally broke and stuff I bottled up for ages is just going to keep coming out.

I worked with this lady for a long time doing the church activities I still do for the 8-11 girls age group. She was probably the one I worked with the longest (three-ish years or more, I believe). I was so upset when I knew she was going to move, but eh, everyone I like always seems to do that sooner or later, so I think I tried to push back how much it hurt because I didn't know what to do and I didn't want to deal with it.

I don't know that we were really even that close. At least, it certainly wasn't like it ended up with the first girl I worked with, whom I still hang out with and will hopefully be seeing this week. This lady and I didn't really associate outside of working together. But there were friendly gestures, like she loaned me her brown permanent marker when I was making the Lou plushie and needed the brown for his eyes, and she took pictures of me holding the Ginger and Lou plushies when I had them to a point that I was ready to show them off.

There were planning meetings with just the two of us; for a while it was just us, and we'd have the activities at her house. (Funny story: the layout of her house is nearly identical to the current house of the girl I worked with first, the one I called my movie-going friend, so there's always that reminder of her when I'm over there.) And while I've had happy times all along and enjoy the company of every lady I've worked with, I think I was the happiest when it was just the two of us having cozy activities for the girls at her house. Another of my happiest activity memories is when the two of us and the only four girls who showed up to that particular activity played Capture the Flag in the church gym. There have been two other Capture the Flag activities since then, with a larger group, and honestly, they just don't come close to the happiness and fun of the time with the small group. Go figure.

Then there were a couple of misunderstandings that I feel terrible about. There was one time when we had activities planned for several months, and then she had to pull one of hers out, and naturally that moved the other activities up on the schedule. I was worried wondering how to work it because then ones that wouldn't have happened yet were coming up sooner and I needed to coordinate at least one of them and I wasn't prepared. I needed her help about something to do with it and somehow something I said gave her the impression that I was telling her that things were her fault. I felt awful. I was just trying to explain that since she'd had to pull the one activity, it moved the others up on the schedule and we needed to get going with planning those sooner than originally thought.

Then a mortifying incident when she was moving. I wanted to give her a card, but they'd already left the old house and I wasn't sure how to get it to her. She didn't offer an address to mail it to, but said they'd be checking the old house's mail a couple more times. And ugh, Facebook was being such a memory-hogging pain and wrecking the browser's performance, so I couldn't stand to be on it and I immediately closed it after asking the question of when to leave the card, and it didn't notify me of her reply, and I was mortified since it only came in a minute or two after I'd posted. I didn't think it would be easily understood how awful Facebook tends to act for me, and I was frustrated that I'd missed the chance to get the card to her. I asked if there would be any other chances and I also managed to miss that reply. Ugh, I hate Facebook so much. I felt like sinking through the floor that I'd missed that one too. And I also felt bad not to be able to get the card to her, but I wondered if I was just being a bother and she didn't even really want it since she didn't give me an address. I think she was staying with her parents at the time. She probably didn't feel she should give out their address, but eh, I felt awkward and didn't know what to do and I still have the card in my bag.

We haven't really interacted since then. We're both quiet, reserved people, which I suppose accounts for the misunderstandings and such. Probably neither of us wants to do anything to impose. Maybe she thought I was trying to give the card as a dutiful gesture or something and she didn't want to put me to any trouble if that was the reason I wrote it. I don't know.

There have been some slight interactions in the way of Liking posts and comments on Facebook. Maybe I should try seeing if her email still works and ask how things are going. Since there was some post Liking, maybe she's not still upset with me (if she ever was to begin with). If I remember right, I stopped using the email because she had to pay more for using email. But maybe she has a better set-up at the new home.

Bleh, I don't know what to do with myself. This is just stupid. Ever since I saw the picture post, I've been crying off and on missing her so flippin' much. I love the ladies I work with now, but I wish she was still here. I wasn't ready to let her go.

Yay.

May. 17th, 2017 04:35 am
insaneladybug: (z)
Feeling much better now; hope it lasts. Feeling happier about the fic again too.

I wanted an icon of the alien computer Z, or Vincent, as he's called in my stories. (LJ users will have to come to DW to see it, I think....) Z is a behind-the-scenes name, never spoken in the episodes. And I didn't learn of it until long after I was calling him Vincent. Ooops. This is probably the cutest expression he made, when he was praising Baxter for something. He was always praising Baxter's genius, even though he could clearly see Baxter had very little of it left as the fly took over. Opinion is torn as to why. Some think he's just manipulative. Others, like me, think he's trying to ground Baxter in reality as much as possible and keep encouraging him. Heaven knows Baxter needed that. It's just too bad that Z also encouraged him to take revenge, but that could easily enough be because his culture didn't frown on it. Or because even though he can clearly think for himself, he was naive enough to figure that taking revenge would make Baxter happy, and he seems to dote on Baxter's happiness.

This episode has him making himself a body out of solid energy. That is both freakin' weird and awesome, and I never would have thought of such a thing. Props to David Wise! Vincent uses such a device in my stories too. But he also decides to wear clothes there. Hee. Even though he didn't make his body with anything that needed covering up....

The animators drew him with thick, pointed fingers, and only three of them plus a thumb. I imagine that was to make him look more mutant-like. I always draw him with normal fingers, though. I just figure he decided to try something different when he had a second chance at a body.

My Turtles site is at https://sites.google.com/site/exittheflytmnt1987/ I have a lot of fanart, links to the fanfics, musings, an interview with Baxter and Barney's voice actor (squeee!), etc. Wish I knew who voiced Z, so I could talk to him too. I've heard three different possibilities and no one seems to know for sure.

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