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The Death of My Blog

My blog is on life support, and it’s 50% my fault. But only 50%. For you see, I am making the choice to keep it that way, and there’s really not that much to be said about it.

But I’ll try.

This isn’t a money thing. With the donations I’ve gotten from this site, and the fact that once Robert falls asleep after he comes and I have free range of his credit card and debit cards, it’s not that I can’t afford to renew the name or pay for hosting. I have enough money to keep this site registered and hosted for decades, granted the web scene doesn’t go belly up, and I don’t see that happening anytime soon.

It’s not that my hater(s)/harasser(s) have won. I’m not going anywhere, because simply put: Their harsh words towards me are just that: Words. They aren’t even true words, but they are words, nevertheless. They are words spoken to make those people feel better about themselves, and the only way they can do that is by putting people like me down, or exploiting their sick child. Which ever Twitter is easier for them to maintain at that given moment in their lives. One would think that after being labeled a paedophile, a whore, a thief, a liar, by one of the world’s most mentally ill people know to ever exist, that words from someone who has a sub-par education, limited vocabulary, and is a raging hypocrite, would be “intelligent” enough to know that they can’t even begin to penetrate my thick skin. I have accepted who I am, good or bad, and I’m happy with who I am. But they seem to have been absent on that day of class.

While both of the above would be reason enough for my site to go belly up, and would be my choice, they aren’t the cause. this is. Can’t see that itty, bitty warning because Flickr won’t give me free access after paying for it for FIVE STRAIGHT YEARS IN A ROW? It simply reads:
Warning: Your server is running PHP version 5.1.6. WordPress 3.2 will require PHP version 5.2.4.

Once your host has upgraded your server you can re-activate the plugin to check again.

And WordPress 3.2′s beta 1 was released last night. Yes, that’s it folks. My server is out of date and I’m such a lazy bitch (and I don’t want to deal with the hassles of getting a refund for this year’s hosting) that I’m not going to be changing hosts. I dunno if I’m going back to MovableType, or if this is a sign of the times that it’s time to retire from blogging. Don’t get me wrong, I love doing this so much I have an off-server blog and a super-secret journal that I keep just for shits and giggles. But my simplicity of not nagging my hosts to death to upgrade (let Wil-fucking-Wheaton do that…. oh wait, um, he’s already given up and moved his blog off the server!), and not looking for a new host (seriously?! I’ve been with these guys since 1999!!!), my blog’s days are limited.

But don’t despair! I’ll stay till the last dog dies! Just for your entertainment (and mine!). For now, here’s some (heavily photoshopped to make look vintage) photos for you to enjoy!


Choosing A Choice

I’m going to be taking a little break from posting again. Square out those fair-weather friends that I have. You know, the ones who are all comments when I’m happy, but are never around when I’m truly depressed or sad. I am still teetering on making my choice or not. I haven’t called Nick to talk about it, but I’m thinking about it. The only problem with him is that he feels that I should go with what my doctors say. Even though what they are telling me isn’t working. And yes, I have looked into a different doctor. I can’t change doctors at this time, so I’m stuck with a doctor who doesn’t like me or care about my getting well, and the feeling is mutual. Maybe I’ll wanna write again some day. Maybe. Someday.


Energy

I have set up an off-server blog. Actually, I have quite a few. I’m getting ahead of myself again. I don’t want to drown in having to keep up with many sites, so I am going to stop where I am and then close off some that I don’t actually enjoy. Simplify. It really does make things much easier.

While I have been energetic the past few days, I can’t help but wonder if that is because of my medication change. I don’t like the thought of that, because I don’t plan to be on that medication for the rest of my life. I want to get off of it all. Get on with what I had before. I should not have all of this energy. No one who has been through what I have has this amount of energy. I am even sleeping through the night again. I feel myself slipping down into depression again, through out the day. Nothing that I do is enough to get me through what I am going through. I have been trying to work with Chloe, but she does not want to work. She wants to play. I get on the computer to check my emails and I find that someone has decided to play a cruel hoax on me and state that a friend of mine committed suicide while I was in the hospital. What kind of a sick fuck does that? It made me cry. I cried for so long. I felt even worse when I found out that I was being mocked for crying over a friend who wasn’t dead. What kind of a person does that?

The next thing that I came across was some idiot claiming that Krystal had gotten a class action suite against Encyclopedia Dramatica, and that is why the domain is gone. But she was suing me, specifically, because my friend copied and pasted something from this blog onto her entry there. What…? How can someone be sued for stating facts and opinions? Even if those facts destroy someone’s reputation, that is not the fault of the person who uncovered them. Again, had this been true, I would have been deeply upset. It would mean my close friend who borrowed those phrases turned on me. I don’t think that Krystal can view my site, since I blocked her entire ISP, but there are still other ways around that. And yes, she’s nuts enough to go those other ways.

All of that, I want to take a break from the people who claim they are or were once my friends, because friends don’t do these things to each other. Human beings shouldn’t do this to other humans. It doesn’t matter what your relationship with that person was, you don’t hurt someone to this degree. And you don’t point and laugh when you find out that you have hurt someone like that. Maybe it’s just me, but I would hate myself to an infinite amount of years if I ever did anything like that to another human being.

On that bad note, I’m going to try to get Chloe to work on some of her reading. I doubt that I will make that much progress in it, though. Can Dennis come home yet? Or can Nick come stay with us some more???


Tx For A TX

No news is good news, right?

Nope. In a few days, I will be heading for Texas for a medical procedure that I don’t really want to get into right now, because I don’t want to jinx it. I don’t want to think about it anymore than I absolutely have to. When I’m offline, I am faced with this problem left and right. It is thrown in my face by people who have told me that I shouldn’t go through with this, because it’s a waste of time and money, but it’s my time and money! Can’t I waste it if I want to? All that aside, I want to try to live a little longer, and Doc Mick says that if I go through with this, I will probably live much longer than if I did not. What gets me is that my brother is actually going along with this. Normally, he hates me, but not this time.

Monday starts spring break. I’m supposed to be getting ready for the procedure, but I am too excited about getting some quality time off, and the warmer weather, that I can’t really concentrate on medical procedures and dieting and specific bathing times or how frequently I brush my teeth. I know, I know, I’m not being good, but at least I can smile most of the time. When I’m not being told that basically saving my life is a waste of time and money that could be better spent on ungrateful family members.

In other news, I was reported at work for “drug abuse”. I laughed forever at that. Mostly at the hypocrite who reported me. So I’ve been advanced to a fentanyl patch system. So what? I’m given this extreme medication for two legit reasons, and neither reason is because I’m a drug addict or a junky. But I can’t seem to get that through the thick skulls of anyone. It’s spilling over to friends who are ex addicts themselves. Wha..? Spread the misery, right?

Now I leave you with some pictures of the last few days. Enjoy.

Foooooooood. I had my first Shamrock Shake, Chicago Dog and New York Dog:

And then spent a couple hundred at the Mac store:

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