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  <title>People is dum.</title>
  <subtitle>(Except you.  You're probably okay.)</subtitle>
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    <name>Mevima</name>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-07-20T16:44:00</title>
    <published>2015-07-20T23:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2015-07-20T23:44:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My A1C is down from (ridiculous number) to (slightly less ridiculous number). I had an X-ray on my hip to see if anything is really wrong with it, a prescription for muscle relaxers in the hopes that they'll help, and a referral to physical therapy for both the recent injury and a potential early start if I have arthritis. I have a plan for checking my blood sugars and coordinating with my doctor that may actually prevent my anxiety reactions, and a referral to a new eye doctor that will probably take my insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medical things are so very stressful, but... looking up, I think.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-07-17T07:01:00</title>
    <published>2015-07-17T14:02:08Z</published>
    <updated>2015-07-17T14:02:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night headed to archery, I tripped and hit my knees hard. My hip was in agony for about 5-10 minutes, although it finally calmed down. Then when I took the dog out I jogged her to the potty spot, and some of the pain came right back. This morning it's still hurting a bit, although walking doesn't SEEM to aggravate it... so I don't have a good enough excuse to call in. I'm the only one opening the department. My hips have always been a problem, but this is very worrisome.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-07-17T00:16:00</title>
    <published>2015-07-17T07:16:23Z</published>
    <updated>2015-07-17T07:16:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes games have the flimsiest reasons for wanting you to murder people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no! Vampire hunters!"&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't that... a good thing?"&lt;br /&gt;"No! They don't care about the children! They only want the bounty!"&lt;br /&gt;"So... we want to kill the vampires, and they want to kill the vampires, but that's bad because they have the wrong reason."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes! So let's get them!"&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, now we're killing them for having the wrong reason to kill vampires? Why don't we just watch them kill the vampires to make sure it gets done?"&lt;br /&gt;"They'll think we want their bounty. Come on!"&lt;br /&gt;"I... have been railroaded into this. Whatever."</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-07-15T12:29:00</title>
    <published>2015-07-15T19:29:49Z</published>
    <updated>2015-07-15T19:29:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-I watch Netflix with closed captioning on because I can't always understand what's being said. So I just realized that "cocks rifle" could mean two very, very different things, depending on which word is the verb and which word is the noun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lyra and I saw Wicked this last weekend. The production was wonderful. I had some problems with the weird fluctuating sound levels but I don't know if that was the singers or the microphones. I am glad I saw it. It was a good experience. That being said, it was absolutely depressing. You get a lot more context watching the production than just listening to the soundtrack, and... nobody wins. Nobody gets a happy ending, not one single character. I'd go into detail but I don't want to give spoilers (for a show that's been going for years based on a book out for longer...). While I think most people left thinking, "Yay! Good show! Good singers!" I couldn't stop thinking about how *every character's story ended poorly*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I read the book. I should really find it again.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-07-01T07:41:00</title>
    <published>2015-07-01T14:41:08Z</published>
    <updated>2015-07-01T14:41:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've never been this broke before.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:codevixen:193980</id>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-05-25T18:27:00</title>
    <published>2015-05-26T01:27:24Z</published>
    <updated>2015-05-26T01:27:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We bought a mattress today. Yay, no more air mattress! Boo, it cost us $650... which we really don't have... so it went on the credit card. But both our backs have been in severe daily pain, so it was a necessity. At least we have that card. Thanks to Lyra's lovely credit score, it's at like 6% interest, so it won't cost us TOO much. I hate buying things we can't technically afford.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-05-22T09:34:00</title>
    <published>2015-05-22T16:34:47Z</published>
    <updated>2015-05-22T16:34:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Playing Skyrim again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one phrase that explains everything you do in Skyrim is... "Fuck you, I'm the Dragonborn!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are sleeping in front of me? Damn right I will steal all your shit to level my pickpocketing and throw it in the street because it's useless and heavy. If you somehow don't feel my taking some of the stuff from your house is stealing? There will be nothing left in your house. Seriously. No plates, ladles, buckets or baskets. I will take it all and sell it to the nearest merchant. Until I get overladen. Then I will throw it in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because fuck you, I'm the Dragonborn! :D</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-04-25T20:27:00</title>
    <published>2015-04-26T03:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2015-04-26T03:27:44Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">For various reasons including a nearly 10-hour stay overnight at a gas station in Fife, we've decided the RV isn't okay any more. It's kind of too bad - we haven't finished paying off the repairs, so it's a bit of a costly mistake, and we were really starting to settle into the necessary rhythms. But then, it's also a relief. We'll have electricity, and a bathroom that doesn't need to be emptied, and a working fridge, and the ability to cook. So there are advantages. But I'm sad this experiment has failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've already been approved for a studio north of Seattle, we just have to sign paperwork tomorrow and then move in. I was desperately worried that something would screw us over and we'd need to scramble for an extra deposit or a co-signer, but... it just went through. Likely because of Lyra's amazing credit score.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-04-08T05:52:00</title>
    <published>2015-04-08T12:52:41Z</published>
    <updated>2015-04-08T12:52:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tooth was removed on Friday, thanks to the UW Dental School. That was actually - other than the procedure and the pain and the situation - quite pleasant. I would like to make further appointments for the other dental work I need with them, but I lost the paper that says how! Maybe Lyra has it somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strangest thing is, when I told people I just had my tooth extracted, they would ask, "Do you feel better now?" ...no! No, I do not! The tooth that really (REALLY, I kept it for a bit, there was a giant squishy black hole in the side) needed to come out has left a bloody hole in my face and actually I feel quite a bit worse now! I WILL feel better but right now I'm numb and drooling blood everywhere.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-04-01T18:38:00</title>
    <published>2015-04-02T01:38:47Z</published>
    <updated>2015-04-02T01:38:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That dentist appointment was... nearly useless. Two hours, a thorough examination, and they tell me I need my wisdom teeth extracted and the one that's been giving me hell over the last month extracted. BUT. The appointment they can give me is in FOUR MONTHS. And the place they could refer me to required something of my income like a tax return, which of course I didn't have, so I had to spend an extra hour fetching it, and oh, I won't know when they can fit me in until 1-2 weeks from now. Meanwhile, my face is swollen and I'm taking at least 1200mg of ibuprofen every day just to get by. Sleeping is hell. This isn't... this was useless, and they're the only place that take my insurance, so if I don't wait months and months hoping I don't die of infection spreading to the brain, I have to pay ridiculous amounths for a different dental clinic to do something about it. And wait for them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after that, we still have to sit in a laundromat and do an hour's worth of laundry while I worry about my dog because she's been having separation anxiety and ripping things up while we're gone, and Lyra's too upset to be comforting.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:codevixen:192565</id>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-03-13T06:35:00</title>
    <published>2015-03-13T13:35:48Z</published>
    <updated>2015-03-13T13:35:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I tried Match.com yesterday, and quickly found out the site is crap. First strike: they don't acknowledge bisexuality. Second strike: no option for open relationships. Third strike: To actually communicate with anyone or even see who is interested in your profile, you have to pay money. The last straw was when I looked at my profile to update it this morning, and found out that they had actually DELETED the line where I said I was married! So I guess I'm trying OKCupid this time.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-03-02T17:35:00</title>
    <published>2015-03-03T01:36:27Z</published>
    <updated>2015-03-03T01:36:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am posting from a public network accessible from my new home. Yay RV! It is cold because we haven't finished insulating everything (although the blanket hanging between the living area and the cab helps), Desna is all kinds of freaked out, I have no reliable source of power for my laptop and no reliable internet access so I'm worried a bit about my resume job, not to MENTION the phone call I have to make for it tomorrow... but we finally, finally moved in. I am terrified and excited.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-02-26T21:04:00</title>
    <published>2015-02-27T05:05:23Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-27T05:05:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night I couldn't sleep more than a couple hours at a time, my teeth hurt so bad. I have a dental appointment, but it's not until April 1st. I thought I could get through til then on Ibuprofen and Orajel, but that wasn't helping. So this afternoon Lyra took me to a walk-in clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I couldn't be more specific than "my whole everything hurts," but they poked around in my mouth and said I need a root canal here, and here, and my wisdom teeth should come out, and here's a prescription for amoxicillin and Tylenol 3 THIS IS NOT A SOLUTION IT IS A RUN OF ANTIBIOTICS AND TEMPORARY PAIN RELIEF please come back. They don't take my insurance (Apple Health Care is great in all aspects except dental), so if I keep the appointment (which is still in, like, 3 weeks but better than 5) the root canal will cost me almost $2000. Balance between lots and lots of money, and potentially waiting longer for a place that takes my insurance. And it's really the American insurance system that made me wait this long to try to take care of it anyway. I loathe the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the T3 is making me sleepy. It would be lovely if I could stay asleep tonight.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-02-25T19:53:00</title>
    <published>2015-02-26T03:53:39Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-26T03:53:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There's a character sitting next to me in Final Fantasy XIV whose guild tag is "DTF." I'm very tempted to send her a tell saying "Hey, baby, does your appellation reflect your intentions?" - and the only reason I'm not is because I don't feel like getting into a conversation right now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:codevixen:191554</id>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-02-22T13:45:00</title>
    <published>2015-02-22T21:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-22T21:45:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://techcrunch.com/2015/02/20/viv-built-by-siris-creators-scores-12-5-million-for-an-ai-technology-that-can-teach-itself/?ncid=txtlnkusaolp00002003' rel='nofollow'&gt;http://techcrunch.com/2015/02/20/viv-built-by-siris-creators-scores-12-5-million-for-an-ai-technology-that-can-teach-itself/?ncid=txtlnkusaolp00002003&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viv, from the creators of Siri, an AI that can teach itself and aggregate information from the web. Yay. We've taught computers to learn. It was inevitable, but it's one more step towards the singularity where we are either annihilated as a species or taken over by a benevolent computer overlord.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:codevixen:191238</id>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-02-18T21:27:00</title>
    <published>2015-02-19T05:27:28Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-19T05:27:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The first rule of tautology club is the first rule of tautology club.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:codevixen:191190</id>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-02-10T16:39:00</title>
    <published>2015-02-11T00:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-11T00:40:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Retested my typing skills today out of curiosity. 100WPM (Dvorak) and 13000KPH. My 10-key has improved dramatically since I last did it several years ago.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-02-07T20:20:00</title>
    <published>2015-02-08T04:20:50Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-08T04:20:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, Hermione's time turner. Why does a teenager get unlimited access and trust to manipulate time to attend more classes, but the time turner isn't, like... standard wizard law enforcer gear to save people from fatal accidents?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:codevixen:190542</id>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-02-03T12:09:00</title>
    <published>2015-02-03T20:09:24Z</published>
    <updated>2015-02-03T20:09:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The hobbits the hobbits the hobbits the hobbits&lt;br /&gt;To ISENGARD to ISENGARD gard gard gard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUCK IN MY HEAD.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-01-31T13:52:00</title>
    <published>2015-01-31T21:52:36Z</published>
    <updated>2015-01-31T21:52:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Something I often tell my managers at work: "The reason I give such excellent customer service is because I only have to do it a couple times a day." Pretty much all the back room employees feel this way. Still, they occasionally mention their plans to get us to play cashier, and the regular response is "I can get a different minimum wage job in two weeks, tops, so try it."</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-01-29T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2015-01-30T02:54:03Z</published>
    <updated>2015-01-30T02:54:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.jokideo.com/childhood-crushes-then-vs-now/' rel='nofollow'&gt;http://www.jokideo.com/childhood-crushes-then-vs-now/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kinds of picture comparisons bother me, because they're obviously being manipulative in which photos were chosen. In the "now" column, some of them are obviously more candid shots, being caught in unflattering poses with unflattering clothing specifically to say "look how badly they've done!" - and while *I* have enough knowledge about photography, angle manipulation and psychology to understand what's going on, plenty of people will just go along with the insinuation. There are people behind those photos, guys, and you could have gone completely factual without trying to make them look bad because it gets you better ratings to be judgmental.</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-01-27T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2015-01-28T03:47:21Z</published>
    <updated>2015-01-28T03:47:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THEY UNBOILED AN EGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://www.sciencealert.com/chemists-have-figured-out-how-to-unboil-an-egg' rel='nofollow'&gt;http://www.sciencealert.com/chemists-have-figured-out-how-to-unboil-an-egg&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:codevixen:189515</id>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-01-27T18:27:00</title>
    <published>2015-01-28T02:27:44Z</published>
    <updated>2015-01-28T02:27:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People don't really understand what they're saying sometimes. When you are asked how you distinguished yourself, answers like "I did a good job" and "I am still employed"... really... aren't what you want to be saying. At least you're saying it to the company that writes your resume, and not the place you want to work for?</content>
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    <title>codevixen @ 2015-01-27T14:20:00</title>
    <published>2015-01-27T22:20:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Sometimes the quest system in MMOs drives me crazy. The current mini storyline is "heal this person's poison, he's going to die." Well... I'm a healer. I'm a WHITE MAGE, which means I'm a SPECIAL healer, and I could just go over there and cast Esuna and Cure, or hell, Raise, but NO! Instead I have to go kill a bunch of antelope for their horns (no WONDER the forest doesn't want you here), and then you make me go to some tavern to get them ground down! I am also a culinarian and an alchemist, I THINK I CAN GRIND ANTELOPE HORNS. OR I COULD JUST CAST ESUNA. Jackass.</content>
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    <content type="html">I do some work as a consulting resume writer - company sends me client info, I send back resume, they send me edits, so on and so forth. I have never actually contacted the client so far, it's all been through my "supervisor." Manager? Their official title is Resume Manager, so I guess that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD I HAVE TO TALK ON THE PHONE TO A CLIENT. The phone is terrifying. I have some auditory processing issues that makes it hard to figure out what people are saying when there's any background noise and phones make it twice as hard. I have no lips to watch and no body language to listen to. I'm sure it will go fine but in the meantime I will PANIC HARD.</content>
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