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    Upcoming Events Reminder

    By Valkyrie

    First, I'd like to wish all our American members a very Happy Thanksgiving!  I will be spending the day at my aunt's, stuffing my face with turkey and all the sides   I'd be perfectly happy with a plate full of stuffing and gravy, though.  🤤 I am thankful for everyone who makes this site as awesome as it is!  I'm also thankful for everyone who participates in site events, such as the anthologies and other contests run throughout the year.     Speaking of site events, we have two
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Help?

So I'm fairly technology-challenged and I'm sure someone here has to know this. I was thinking about getting one of those unlocked cell phones you can buy on Amazon. It says you can just stick in the SIM card you already have and start using it, but I remember the last time I got a new phone it wouldn't work, and it turned out the reason why was I had the wrong kind of card. (This might have had something to do with the fact that the "new" phone was really cheap and crappy and presumably a much

lagomorph

lagomorph

Random bit of

My iTunes library officially passed the 1000 song mark. I think the actual count is 1029 thanks to the addition of several new cd's I got on Saturday. I

sat8997

sat8997

The lights are on...

But there's really no one home.     My attention span and short-term memory seem to be getting progressively worse with each passing day. I'm lucky to finish sentences nevermind multi-step tasks. It was always something I just sorta blew off before. "Oh I'm just absent-minded", "it's just another quirky aspect of my personality"...but it's getting worse, and it's starting to actually bother me.   I lost money again at work today...it's about the 5th time (that I know of) that it's happ

AFriendlyFace

AFriendlyFace

Nova Scorpii 2007!

V1280 Scorpii = Nova Scorpii 2007 (February 7, 2007) Source: American Association of Variable Star Observers   IAUC 8803 announces a new nova in Scorpius, independently discovered by Y. Nakamura and Y. Sakurai. The position is   16:57:40.91 -32:20:36.4 J2000   and the unfiltered magnitude is about 8.3 (T. Krajci, 2007-02-06).   Spectra indicate blue color, no emission blueward of 540nm, but Halpha emission with P-Cyg profile.   Report observations to the AAVSO as: 9999+99 V1280 S

JamesSavik

JamesSavik

Muddled

I know I've said it before, but I hate being depressed. I'd give anything to be better, truly better, not this muddled, lethargic feeling I have now.   Okay, I'm not suicidal. That's a plus, I guess. Three doses of Wellbutrin a day and I'm not suicidal. I'm not too creative, either, but with all antidepressants, you have to take negatives with the plusses. Prozac erased my libido. Celexa eliminated erections. Everything works with Wellbutrin, except creativity.   Two doses a day and I'm more

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Cold Sunday Afternoon

It's been about a month since my last blog entry, so I thought I should write something.   Not a whole heck of a lot has been going on in my life. I haven't really made much of an effort to meet people since I got back from Taiwan, so my social life is basically non-existant. I either don't have the motivation to get out there and do something with my life, or I'm too lazy. I've been beginning to wonder if I made the right choice to come back to the States. Things just haven't been working out

LittleBuddhaTW

LittleBuddhaTW

A Sad Note

This has been a weird week and I'm glad it's over.   We got hit this week, Wednesday, with the first major storm of the winter season. Though it was nearly as bad as New York state, it was still bad. We got hit with a wintry mix of snow, sleet and rain. To make things worse, add in the bitter cold and wind that followed it. The worst part of it was the people that were stranded in their cars on I78 for over 24 hours.   The worst part of the week came in the form of a phone call from Security

TalonRider

TalonRider

No words

Okay, I haven't written much more than nothing. I'm beat and I haven't done anything, not that I can do anything. I'm sleeping too much, then taking a nap because I'm too tired to do anything else.   Strange thing is, I don't feel particularly depressed, although being super lethargic and not giving a flip about anything is a classic symptom. Maybe it's just that I'm getting settled here, after all it has been nearly two months since I've been grounded. Or, maybe, just maybe, it's the three do

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Sam's book report

Sam has struggled with writing for years. At first it was the physical aspect of writing. He had fine motor delays--mostly because he is ambidextrous, which means he didn't develop a strong right or left preference, which didn't give him the normal strength and control he would have had if he had been definitely right or left handed.   Sam also has ADHD. I know, EVERYONE seems to have that these days, but in his case it is legitimate. I know this because the medication he is on has made a

Luc

Luc

sorry about the heart attack...

So, Happy Valentine's Day everyone!   I should apologize for the coronary upset I caused a few of you yesterday, especially Davey... See a while back we had this... incident... where he thought if he didn't tell me something then I wouldn't have to worry unnecesarilly and I yelled at him So as you can imagine, when something rather scary and possibly dangerous occurs, you want to tell the people you love and let them know you are okay and even maybe... ask for a hug or two million...   An

viv

viv

For my readers

I wanted to do something different this time. I know it's been a good minute since I've updated, so I decided to do this here.....   I want to thank all of my readers, especially the ones who've followed Bodega Bay from the beginning to these last chapters. I just posted chapter twenty nine, and there's only one chapter left to go. I'm about half way through it, so it shouldn't be too long until it's done.   Bodega Bay was sorta like My Jump Off, in the respect that it was supposed to be an

NickolasJames8

NickolasJames8

A roommate?

So this isn't what I wanted to write about. I've been wanting to write a blog entry about an article I read recently in Entertainment Weekly, but this is something I have to decide sooner (well the other one isn't a decision at all ) so I'm doing this one instead.   Anyway, here's the situation. I have to move out of my apartment in May because they're tearing it down to rebuild luxury high-rise condominiums. They've pretty much already done that with all the other houses and buildings in

AFriendlyFace

AFriendlyFace

It's been a while

I haven't written a blog entry in I don't know how long so I think it's time. My life has been rather boring lately. I wake up at 5:30am, at work at 6, come home, eat, and repeat the process the next day. I do have some fun things planned though.   Feb. 24th - Party with some friends. We'll probably have a movie night because I have my projector in the living room giving us a huge screen, but we may just have some fun (all legal, I swear!).   March 12th - I think school starts either March 1

JSmith

JSmith

So close, and yet, so far away

I'm currently at 17 pages (5,300 words) on The Pastel Cowboy, which is okay, but I need at least another 6 pages, or about 1,000 words. It's going quite well, but not well enough as far as I'm concerned. It's been a real slog getting to this point and I didn't get as far as I wanted along the story's timeline. In fact, barely two weeks have gone by when I originally wanted to go nearly three months. I don't like writing in the micro, but events in Zach's life at this point are occurring rather s

CarlHoliday

CarlHoliday

Mother Hubbard

One of my neighbors bing-bonged my doorbell a little bit ago. Seems he was in the middle of trying out a new recipe and needed some vinegar, which he realized he didn

sat8997

sat8997

any thoughts?

What's this life anyway? What's it to you and me, what's it to anyone, and who are we supposed to be? Make me a storybook, and write me away from here, I need it different now. Where we can wear each other for a while, and I'll lend you my tears if I could borrow your smile, and we'll get through tomorrow some other day, happy after, once upon these days.   - Chantal Kreviazuk, These Days   Okay so today is almost over for this year...   I was chatting to Davey the other day and we ende

viv

viv

I still don't believe it

the best thing in the world happened to me yesterday(friday night)   I though Myspace was just another place to delete spam till last night. She found me!!! My wife(long term seperated) contacted me on Myspace. some people would say that is a bad thing, but you gotta get the rest of the picture. I haven't been able to contact Her or my son in a long time, about 11 years. Well needless to say, all the thoughts of being rejected came flooding into my head causing me to go totally nuts.

Tom

Tom

Inside of me

Hey,     You may have read the short story I wrote called Inside Of Me. My reason's for using such a... tender? subject are simple. The story is dedicated to Clare, my 13 y/o couson. Claire decided life was too hard to deal with so she ended it.   I've been left asking myself why? I mean what the hell drives a 13y/o to take their life? She never left a note, so we'll never really have an answer as to what she was thinking. I wrote the story as a kind of release. About 1AM on the night I wa

Davey

Davey

Cured?

Cured?   Honestly, is there such a thing for the particular affliction which Ted Haggard and millions of other people on this dingy ball suffer? Sorry, in Ted Haggard's case

shadowgod

shadowgod

Poor Oscar

On any given day of the week, I have absolutely no idea what the balance is in my checkbook. Moreover, for someone as ridiculously practical and logical as I am this is a damned odd phenomenon. Most of my working career has involved financial stuff (notice the technical term) so I gladly handed the personal stuff (another technical reference) over to my husband years ago. I only get involved when he screws the balance up, which happens at least twice a year. Then he calls in the big gun (that wo

sat8997

sat8997

it's tomorrow again...

It comes every year, like clockwork, but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it. It doesn't mean I want to have to remember, but I do. I do remember, and... sometimes it's inescapable and sometimes, it's theraputic and I'm more thankful that I still do, and I remind myself I never want to forget it, decide to learn from it somehow, if I can... but still, it's tomorrow. Hopefully I can make it through without too much... wallowing? But who knows, I guess we'll see right?   Wrote a little more on

viv

viv

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