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[13 Dec 2009|12:17am] |
Dear you, you and you.
Stop having those ready-made ideas about me.
"She would never go with Daddy on his scooter !" Well seems I did, and I survived, even though I wasn't very fierce at the beginning.
"She will never apply for her driving license !" Well yes I did. Just needed time for it.
"You would never dye your hair !" Well maybe I will, when I want to ! I even know what colour.
"You will never go and see a shrink even though you need to !" I will. When I'm ready. I did it last year. I waited till I felt I was ready, then I went. And then I got better. And then that thing in June happened, but for now I feel better on my own.
You don't understand. You don't seem to. You all have those ideas about what I will and what I will not do, and then you are so surprised when I don't do what you expected me to. I can be whoever I want to be, and I will still be me.
So yes, for now I'm the girl who lost her mummy six months ago and is recovering from it - painfully, angrily, very slowly, but recovering. But I know I will get through this, with or without help. And this does not mean that I will stop living - I haven't, in case you haven't noticed.
Because at the same time I'm still the 19-year-old girl trying to enjoy her studies and planning her future.
With love,
Me.
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| Okay...prize payouts |
[07 Dec 2009|04:00pm] |
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*waves* Just got home from taking my first final. So... for those who want a travel mug or a t-shirt, I'll need your email addresses so that I can contact you. Those who want admiration from the masses?
jljulian1 at gmail dot com
*throws roses at your feet and places a crown of laurels on your head* That's just the beginning.
Jenn
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| Issues with notifiactions |
[06 Dec 2009|09:23pm] |
There have been a lot of issues with notifications with several email providers for the past 2 weeks. Seems that a spammer has been using insanejournal.com as a landing page for their spam. This is causing some email providers to either delay or completely block mail from insanejournal.com.
There isn't anything we can do about this besides continue to be vigilant in suspending these accounts. If you own an account that gets suspended with no notification it is because your account was mistakenly identified as a spam account. Due to the shear volume of accounts being suspended we cannot review each individual account so some mistakes may be made.
Please understand we have been and will continue to do anything we can to stop this spam and therefore restore the ability to send email to a number of providers.
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| Hey look, there's an old face in the Nexus... |
[05 Dec 2009|10:31pm] |
The first sign of the arrival of Doctor Dan Clifford is a simple golf ball, bouncing off the sign. A few minutes later, there's a golf cart that comes in. The man gets out, and to some people he may look familiar.
"Alright, what happened to the green of the 9th hole?" he asks, looking around.
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Since I can't decide exactly what to give everyone. You get to choose. I'll set up a poll and you get to vote for what you'd like. In the comments go into detail if you want to.
Sorry it took me so long to get back, but Finals start Monday and I've been studying. Have at.
Jenn.
Poll #4663 NaNo Prizes 2009
Open to: All, results viewable to: All You won NaNo!
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[04 Dec 2009|07:51pm] |
Ken sighs, feeling rather small in his worn Army jacket, sitting cross-legged on the ground near the sign with his faithful dog to one side.
He really doesn't want to ask this. But the alternative of breaking down in front of strangers like he'd just done was completely unacceptable.
"...Is there any place to get prescription medications around here that'll just take your word for what you're on?"
Ken hates doctors. :( Doesn't want to have an office visit before he gets his drugs, tyvm.
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[04 Dec 2009|02:35pm] |
Somewhere in the Nexus, there is a door.
It is not a very large door, constructed to the average height and width of the front door of the average suburban house. On the whole is is entirely unremarkable, with only a peep hole and door knob to make it any more than a large, painted plank of wood. Those who frequent the area might notice that it is rather new, however, seeing as it appeared just now.
This is probably where the original author would derail into an epic off-the-wall tale about alternate dimensions or magical realms, but the current writer is both too tired for that shit and wholly uncreative.
The door opens to admit a tallish female figure into the Nexus, wearing a closed, hooded trenchcoat that makes her look like a monk released from an insane asylum and smelling faintly of a great many supernatural things should one be given to noticing those sorts of scents. Raw magic, werewolves, a faint trace of limbo, some sort of rabbit--the brimstone is likely the strongest of those scents, though. Tends to cling around a demon.
Sandra closes the door to her house behind her, not noticing it vanish and only noticing that she's not in her usual surroundings after she misses the marked lack of a step down to the street and stumbles. "What--?" She stares around at her new and somewhat strange company (was that a Transformer?) and blinks several times before forming a coherent reply.
"What the hell did Jack do now?"
Hello, Nexus. Meet Sandra Eastlake.
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| Permanently Insane accounts |
[03 Dec 2009|09:55pm] |
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From now until January 3rd we are going to be selling Permanently Insane accounts for their regular price of $50. In addition we are selling Permanent Extra Userpics for $25. This will bring the userpic total of your Permanently Insane account to 500 for the life of your account.
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