So, um, hi!  *waves*

The good news is that about 5 months ago, I started working at a new place.  I may post more details under f-lock later, but suffice to say that the money, coworkers, and overall environment are now significantly better than they were.  In fact, it's exact the sort of place at which I envisioned working as I was finishing school.  Career-wise, while I wouldn't call myself completely settled, I do feel that I'm finally starting to reap the rewards of all the dues I've paid since March of 2011, which was when I finally bit the bullet and went back to school.

Here's the thing... At first, I was very busy after I started at the new place - learning the ropes, getting used to the hours, and generally learning the culture as one does when one is just starting a new job, which was my excuse for setting my writing aside for a time.

I also made a number of resolutions when I left my former place for this one, but one of the biggest was to keep my head down, avoid drama as much as possible, and not get too involved with my coworkers' lives.  This has served me well.

Very well, actually.  So well that my overall stress level has decreased considerably, which is awesome.

Except that apparently, I can't write when I'm happy.  So once again, the sequel to "The Perfect Storm" has stalled, which is, naturally, the bad news.  Well, that and the bridging chapter, the one that is absolutely essential in order for anything I've written that takes place after it make sense, is nearly 20,000 words of utter dogshit.  Thanks to beta reading, it's getting better, but for some reason, the words simply aren't there, the story doesn't flow, and I feel as though I'm leading the characters instead of the other way around, something that I've sworn from the beginning that I wouldn't do.

Long story short - I haven't forgotten, I haven't given up, but I'm really hoping that something terrible doesn't have to happen in order for my muse to return from where it seems to have retreated.

Thank you to everyone who's been so encouraging and patient - it means more to me than I can say.
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Bottom line:  I would erase all of the excuses and justifications that people use to rationalize hurting those who are different from them.   
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Of course.  There's no such thing as ghosts, spirits, etc.  Literally, my only concern would be if the person who had committed the murder was still alive or had friends or if there was rumored to be cash hidden somewhere in the house (think: Panic Room - as crappy as that movie was, ugh).

So long as the body wasn't still in the living room, I'd move in without hesitation....  And even then, there's such a thing as "Crime Scene Cleanup" companies and for a Penthouse apartment overlooking Central Park (my idea of the perfect place), I'm willing to put up with a little mess if I got to live there rent-free for the rest of my life. 

Wow, this is kind of a cold-blooded question.  Or maybe it's showing me to be cold-blooded, but seriously - it's not like I committed (or condoned) the murder!

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Does milk count?  It's the only thing I could think of that I literally have every day and never get tired of.  Since it's not solid, could I maybe cheat a bit and say all forms of liquid milk?  There's this chocolate milk that we get as a treat that's hella expensive (though the cost is mitigated somewhat by the $1.50 per returnable bottle we get back) and if I could have that and regular milk for life, I'd be happy, :).  

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No.  It's too much of an invitation to bullying, to exclusion, to leaving kids out of things, to judging people by what they look like and how much coordination they have, rather than on who they are as people.  I believe that HEALTH education should be mandatory, but under no circumstances should kids ever be forced to change and/or shower with other people if they don't wish to.

Phys Ed in my school was a joke, an easy A, with almost no actual physicality required.  I don't even remember having to have gym clothes for my high school gym class because it was so low-impact.  We learned how to play every sport poorly and had tests on things like what a 'birdie' was in golf.  

Bottom line:  It's open season for bullies at worst and completely and utterly useless at best.
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Honest, loyal, funny, considerate, creative, abletoputupwithmybullshit.
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At first I thought this was the dumbest question I'd ever seen, but then I realized.

I'd talk to my first cat.  I'd apologize for her for not doing more when I was a kid to make sure she had a good life.  I'd apologize for not just having my dad give her away because she spent most of her life locked in our garage because he didn't want the house to smell like cat pee.  I'd apologize for not giving her all the love she deserved.

She had a good last year of her life, but I'd still apologize for what she suffered that I couldn't prevent. 

I'm sorry, Cat.  I'm sorry that you never had much of a life and that I wasn't a better mommy for you.  Yes, I was a kid, but as I grew up I could have tried to do better.  I'm sorry I didn't fight harder for you and I'm sorry that you didn't have the life you should have had.  

I'm sorry.
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Their entire catalog has too many wonderful songs to count.  On the whole, though, as I consider it, "Yesterday" is my favorite.  It's short, sweet, and can move me to tears when I allow it to.  


However, if you're talking about John Lennon, which I think this question actually is, I have to go with "Happy Christmas (War Is Over)".  Warning:  There are images in this video that every sane person on Earth should find disturbing, but there is hope interspersed, which I feel is how the world always is. 



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Half would be the paradise and beaches of Hawaii, half would be the terrain surrounding the Keltic Lodge in Canada.

There would be no humidity, a libertarian socialist society (figure that one out anthropologists) that welcomes everyone who's not an asshat and lots of secluded places where the ruler in chief could relax and read fanfic on her own. 

I wouldn't want it to be completely unpopulated, because where would the fun be in having my own planet if no one else got to share the Utopian society I'd create there, ;)? 

For the record, I never thought I'd start doing these, but insomnia's a serious bitch.  Oh yeah, on my planet, Xanax, Ambien and LSD would grow on trees and the only law would be to do no harm to anyone.
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There is no after you die.  While I accept that energy can be neither created nor destroyed, so there is a theoretical possibility of some our brains' neuro-electrical impulses surviving after death, I have no real belief in any sort of afterlife.

I assume that when I die, people will mourn, my body will be cremated and all that will be left of me and everything I was is whatever I managed to do before death.  If that's not an incentive to be a good, moral, and decent person, I don't know what is.

After I die, I won't care what happens because I'll be dead.  The thinking mind cannot conceive of the unthinking mind, but having been under anesthesia with no dreams and no consciousness, I feel as though I have a fairly decent idea of what 'death' will be like.  

Unthinking, unknowing, nothingness. 

Have a nice day.

 
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"I Would Do Anything For Love" by Meatloaf

I had it in my head before I went to bed one night and it was still there when I woke up.  I couldn't remember a specific lyric and my head was stuck repeating that section until I could get up and go online for the lyrics.  Even then, it still repeated for a while longer.

Not a pleasant day, especially since this was a few weeks ago and I still remember it...
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Lots of milk, yogurt, condiments, juice, leftovers from a cookout this weekend (more on that another time), pickles, and some slowly spoiling other food.

I clean out my fridge once a week of all the leftovers I don't think we're going to eat.  I loathe the amount of food we waste, but at the same time if it's more than a day or two past when it was cooked, I'm not eating it.  I generally leave anything that's going bad in the fridge until trash day so that rotting food isn't sitting outside in the can longer than necessary.  

Still, I sometimes miss old things and hate it when I do, :(.  
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This is the dumbest question I've ever seen in my life. 

And no, I don't think that a certain sequence of numbers can predict future events.  Any that have seemed to do so have done so by a combination of pure coincidence and good showmanship.  

For the record, I also don't believe in Tarot cards, Astrology or anything that Nostradamus had to say. 

Finally, the Mayan calendar doesn't actually end in 2012, m'kay? 
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Hmm, when I first saw this, I thought it said 'action film', heh.  But any film?

Lily Von Shtupp from Blazing Saddles.  "I'm Tired" was one of the greatest feminist comic moments in film history. 

If the question had been any action film, I'd pick Ripley, from Alien, :).  She was badass.  And she survived until the end of the third one AND got brought back to life in the fourth one, so um - I like being badass and surviving, lol!
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Yes, it is a fundamental human right.  I've expounded pretty thoroughly on this subject already, but the short answer is that human beings should have the right to do as they please with their own bodies. 

Restrictions - the short answer is no, there shouldn't be any, for no matter how cool it sounds to make people get licenses before they breed or sterilize child abusers, it's a slippery slope that I, for one, don't want to start down the path of. 

People have a right to breed.  Period.

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