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A Tale of Drama

Journal Entry: Mon May 22, 2017, 9:59 PM

So, today was on track for being one of the worst days of my life.

But first, some backstory. I’ve been my grandparents’ caretaker for the past five or six years. I’m not doing this on my own, mind you, I have a network of family providing help, but I live with them so I do the lion’s share of the work. For the most part they’ve been fairly easy to take care of; my grandfather was a huge slob even before dementia, but that’s just exacerbated his lack of hygiene. My grandmother can be a demanding prima dona, but we’ve managed to iron out a comfortable understanding between the two of us.

But that all changed two months ago when my grandfather developed a urinary tract infection, which left him vulnerable to pneumonia, which caused him to fall and hit his head, which (even though I rushed him to the ER) culminated in a subdural hematoma which caused a mild stroke. The man just turned 93 a couple weeks ago, so the fact that he’s managed to survive all that and a craniectomy and get back on his feet after a few weeks of physical rehab is incredible.

Physically he’s recovered, but mentally his dementia has just gotten worse, and to make it even more difficult, he’s getting ornery. You’re probably wondering at this point why he’s not in a nursing home. I know that is an inevitability, but we’re still trying new things at home to manage him and we don’t want to stick him in there until we have exhausted every other alternative. Because he’s the type of person who would just whither up and die in a nursing home. He barely made it through, psychologically, at the rehab center, and the doctor had to put him on a mild antidepressant afterwards. Every fifteen minutes he would beg us to take him out of there.

So anyway, getting to the point of this story, today of all days was particularly bad. This morning I woke up to feces literally all over the room. He had thrown his soiled diaper into the middle of the floor and then walked through it a couple times. It was in the rug, on the bedding, a little bit in the bathroom, EVERYWHERE. It took me over an hour to clean everything. And this afternoon I could not keep him sitting down. He kept trying getting up to try to sneak back into bed, which is a no-no for an old man who just got over pneumonia. For at least three hours straight he would not leave me a moment’s peace. At this point I have to start wondering if I have a martyr complex.

But then AliceDefect  messaged me on Facebook and said hey, she’s got an extra ticket to comic-con this weekend and I’m welcome to crash with her and her friends in their hotel room. Now, I wasn’t going to go, because my bike got stolen (on April Fool’s Day, no less!) and I had to spend my comicon savings on a new one. But, thanks to this generous act of compassion, and the support of my family who will watch my grandparents while I get away, I’m going to get to go after all. So yeah I’m like “F it” at this point. Going to comicon might not be financially prudent (I'm not going to be able to splurge in the vendor hall like I have in past years), but psychologically I NEED TO ESCAPE MY LIFE FOR A FEW DAYS. I just hope I don’t have a nervous breakdown before then.

So yeah, this one act of kindness saved today from being one of the worst days of my life. Thank you so much Jina, from the bottom of my heart.

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Twee Decades Owd

Journal Entry: Fri Mar 17, 2017, 10:34 AM

Thirty. I'm freaking THIRTY years old. And yet, I don't feel like an adult. Even making a living taking care of two elderly people for years, I still feel like a kid who's faking it. I remember freaking out when I turned twenty, thinking the time had come for me to "grow up." As the numbers ticked by, twenty-one, twenty-two, and so on, I figured at some point I would stop pretending to be an adult and just be one. So far that hasn't happened. Even with all the responsibilities I'm juggling. This morning I started my birthday off right, with my grandmother cussing me out and then having to clean up my grandfather's shit. And yet... I still feel like a kid in a trench coat.

It probably doesn't help that I never "outgrew" the stuff I liked as a kid. There's nothing wrong with that, but I never severed the link with my childhood that other people seem to be able to do without remorse.

Fortunately, all the crises going on around me are eclipsing the early midlife crisis I was about to have.

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  • Reading: Going Postal - Terry Pratchett
  • Watching: Iron Fist (later today)
  • Listening to: Secret Messages - ELO
  • Reading: By Tooth and Claw - Various
  • Watching: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
  • Playing: Star Trek Online
  • Drinking: TEA SO MUCH TEA

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Wed Jan 18, 2017, 10:29 AM
  • Listening to: Secret Messages - ELO
  • Reading: By Tooth and Claw - Various
  • Watching: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
  • Playing: Star Trek Online
  • Drinking: TEA SO MUCH TEA

That Time We Killed a Dragon With A Sharknado

Journal Entry: Thu Dec 22, 2016, 10:54 PM

Tonight my DnD party fought another dragon.

Our wild mage, Hollylyn reversed gravity around it, causing it (and unfortunately our monks) to get stuck about a hundred feet in the air. One Ranger, Scarlett has a spell to summon spirit animals and she conjured four sharks. MY Ranger, Pyu, immediately cast a Wind Wall spell, which our elemental Monk Rhynder (played by CHMagIII ) spun into a tornado, incorporating the sharks. You should have seen the baffled look on our DM @wings-of-ouroboros‘s face.

But then it got better.

Hollylyn’s wild magic accidentally conjured some flumphs, small furry creatures. Two of them got caught in the Sharknado and became projectiles in it.

When Pyu’s hawk companion got knocked out, he too got caught up in the ‘nado.

Rhynder threw some boulders in there.

And then a couple minotaurs from Pyu’s tribe got knocked out and swept up into it.

So by the end, it was a sharkflumphbirdtaurrocknado. And boy howdy did it give the dragon (and us, too, unfortunately) some damage.

And by the end, we managed to squeeze out even more meme fun with this excellent line.

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  • Listening to: Heavy Horses - Jethro Tull
  • Reading: Hogfather - Terry Pratchett
  • Watching: Adam Ruins Everything
  • Playing: Dungeons and Dragons
  • Drinking: TEA SO MUCH TEA

It seemed only fitting

Journal Entry: Fri Sep 30, 2016, 2:49 PM
I’m not given to sentimentality… oh who am I kidding, I’m a big sap. But several years back my maternal grandmother sent me a book of stamps for my birthday. This being the day and age of the internet, they lasted me for a good long time. She was very supportive of my writing, and even though science fiction wasn’t her genre of choice, she loved reading my novel as I was working on it. Sadly, she passed away before I could finish it. But today when I mailed The Dragon’s Rocketship the signed contract to publish Favors, I used the final two stamps from the book.

Though I do have some bad news for the three of you who follow Samson's stories. One of the conditions in said contract is that I cannot publish or post any future stories in the series for a year, and I must take down all but the first page of Favors. I decided these were reasonable enough conditions. I consider this the first step in the road of getting the Adventurers published, and then Samson's own novel. And then... maybe a crossover? You'll have to wait and see.

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  • Listening to: The Prelude Implicit - Kansas
  • Reading: Soul Music - Terry Pratchett
  • Watching: Luke Cage
  • Drinking: Lemon-ginger-limeage

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Tue Sep 6, 2016, 12:06 PM
  • Listening to: Songs From the Wood - Jethro Tull
  • Reading: Soul Music, Terry Pratchett
  • Watching: Big Hero 6


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Thu Mar 10, 2016, 11:42 AM

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Thu Dec 24, 2015, 3:04 PM
  • Watching: The Soup
  • Eating: Apple Pie

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Thu Dec 17, 2015, 1:09 PM
  • Listening to: "Royals" cover by Puddles and Postmodern Jukebox
  • Reading: City of Death by Douglas Adams and James Goss
  • Watching: Jessica Jones
  • Eating: PB & J


Thu Nov 26, 2015, 7:02 PM

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Wed Nov 4, 2015, 8:31 PM

Change, my dear...

Fri Oct 23, 2015, 10:18 AM
  • Listening to: Sly & The Family Stone
  • Watching: Back to the Future, Part III

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Wed Sep 16, 2015, 10:02 AM
  • Listening to: Red Rubber Ball - The Cyrkle
  • Watching: Star Trek Voyager

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Wed Jul 22, 2015, 1:32 PM

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Wed Jul 1, 2015, 10:32 AM
  • Listening to: In the Hall of the Mountain King - ELO
  • Reading: The Wolf Gift - Anne Rice
  • Watching: Star Trek DS9

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Mon Jun 1, 2015, 2:53 PM
  • Listening to: Geek Music
  • Reading: Moving Pictures - Terry Pratchett
  • Watching: The Venture Bros.