I think the stress is finally making me crack. I wrote some bizarre shit all over my ex boyfriend's new girlfriend's wall last night and have zero memory of having done so. It was only after seeing an entry on my own timeline that I realized what I did.
The worst part about it was that I spilled (mostly inhoherently) bits and pieces of some deep fears I usually keep pretty locked up. I mean, she's a sweet person but this was not only inappropriate for the dynamic, it was downright bizarre even if you remove all that.
I was simply not present for having written all that and that's frightening. I must have intended on posting some polite comment and then went into six-paragraph, automatic writing mode. Just vented stuff I didn't even know existed in there...or rather I must have known but I had no idea it needed saying. I'm terribly embarassed and I *know* it must've gotten back to my ex by now.
I'm trying to do too much at once. The stress is literally eating parts of my prefrontal cortex. I can't wait until this last test is over and I've got a clearer sense of plan vs timing and a better feeling of control over stuff in my world...or at least a clearer awareness and predictive reasoning.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:10:10 AM
I think the stress is finally making me crack. I wrote some bizarre shit all over my ex boyfriend's new girlfriend's wall last night and have zero memory of having done so. It was only after seeing an entry on my own timeline that I realized what I did.
The worst part about it was that I spilled (mostly inhoherently) bits and pieces of some deep fears I usually keep pretty locked up. I mean, she's a sweet person but this was not only inappropriate for the dynamic, it was downright bizarre even if you remove all that.
I was simply not present for having written all that and that's frightening. I must have intended on posting some polite comment and then went into six-paragraph, automatic writing mode. Just vented stuff I didn't even know existed in there...or rather I must have known but I had no idea it needed saying. I'm terribly embarassed and I *know* it must've gotten back to my ex by now.
I'm trying to do too much at once. The stress is literally eating parts of my prefrontal cortex. I can't wait until this last test is over and I've got a clearer sense of plan vs timing and a better feeling of control over stuff in my world...or at least a clearer awareness and predictive reasoning.
Panic button still works.
The need to have control may be one of your problems.
Breakdown or breakthrough?
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:10:10 AM
I think the stress is finally making me crack. I wrote some bizarre shit all over my ex boyfriend's new girlfriend's wall last night and have zero memory of having done so. It was only after seeing an entry on my own timeline that I realized what I did.
The worst part about it was that I spilled (mostly inhoherently) bits and pieces of some deep fears I usually keep pretty locked up. I mean, she's a sweet person but this was not only inappropriate for the dynamic, it was downright bizarre even if you remove all that.
I was simply not present for having written all that and that's frightening. I must have intended on posting some polite comment and then went into six-paragraph, automatic writing mode. Just vented stuff I didn't even know existed in there...or rather I must have known but I had no idea it needed saying. I'm terribly embarassed and I *know* it must've gotten back to my ex by now.
I'm trying to do too much at once. The stress is literally eating parts of my prefrontal cortex. I can't wait until this last test is over and I've got a clearer sense of plan vs timing and a better feeling of control over stuff in my world...or at least a clearer awareness and predictive reasoning.
Delete it, and maybe dont stalk your ex's girlfriend, it might prevent this happening again in the future dont you think.
I love you Navkat.
Move to Portland and let us make sweet love forever.
Delete it and maybe leave her a note or email (cause fuck FB) and apologize. No details, just a blanket "Sorry about that weird message! That shouldn't have ended up on your wall, I'm so embarassed! Please disregard." which is all true (esp the italic bit 100% true but completely leaves open whether it was a blackout-style-losing-it-oops or a genuine "wrong window paste" mistake, or whatever), but may serve to defuse the weirdness and crazy for a bit on her side.
Of course that's just damage control.
The part where you did something seriously embarrassing that you didn't want to do, and have no memory of--that's a serious problem. That's really not good. Was there any alcohol or drugs involved?
Even so, that doesn't happen just on its own when you get wasted. It's pretty obvious that stress is a major factor in this. And that can make people do really strange things. Is there any possible way you can get out of the whole environment and take a month or two off? Somehow? You can claim medical reasons because doing things you can't recall because of stress is a medical problem and the ONLY cure is REST. Pills, therapy, all optional (depends what the doctor might say). REST is not. Maybe even just two weeks if you can't get more. Give yourself max 2 hours/day for household+administrative tasks, get a LOT of sleep, and the rest of the day, you draw, paint, write, music and get some exercise, take walks, paint your house, chop wood, swim, the sort of things that lets your brain heal itself. But take it really off. Especially no contact with the ex, his gf or such.
Quote from: Faust on February 08, 2012, 08:43:27 AM
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:10:10 AM
I think the stress is finally making me crack. I wrote some bizarre shit all over my ex boyfriend's new girlfriend's wall last night and have zero memory of having done so. It was only after seeing an entry on my own timeline that I realized what I did.
The worst part about it was that I spilled (mostly inhoherently) bits and pieces of some deep fears I usually keep pretty locked up. I mean, she's a sweet person but this was not only inappropriate for the dynamic, it was downright bizarre even if you remove all that.
I was simply not present for having written all that and that's frightening. I must have intended on posting some polite comment and then went into six-paragraph, automatic writing mode. Just vented stuff I didn't even know existed in there...or rather I must have known but I had no idea it needed saying. I'm terribly embarassed and I *know* it must've gotten back to my ex by now.
I'm trying to do too much at once. The stress is literally eating parts of my prefrontal cortex. I can't wait until this last test is over and I've got a clearer sense of plan vs timing and a better feeling of control over stuff in my world...or at least a clearer awareness and predictive reasoning.
Delete it, and maybe dont stalk your ex's girlfriend, it might prevent this happening again in the future dont you think.
Wowww...no. I was friends with her BEFORE they ever hooked up. She posted a pic of the Vieux de krew parade on her wall and awaaaay I went.
Either way, deleting it and apologizing is a good start. If you have the resources for it. I'd recommend doing some crappy "smear cheap paint all over the place" painting and/or some serious journaling on top of whatever else you do for stress management. If things are sneaking out the edges like that, you should probably have a safer place to vent them. I know the awful painting was useful for me in the Crazy Times.
Quote from: Queen_Gogira on February 08, 2012, 01:31:27 PM
Either way, deleting it and apologizing is a good start. If you have the resources for it. I'd recommend doing some crappy "smear cheap paint all over the place" painting and/or some serious journaling on top of whatever else you do for stress management. If things are sneaking out the edges like that, you should probably have a safer place to vent them. I know the awful painting was useful for me in the Crazy Times.
God, someone *does* understand me.
Apologizing and deleting is exactly what I did. Safe place to vent = Live journal (KINDA BUT NOT REALL SINCE PEOPLE STALK THAT AND SECRET, HIDDEN ENTRIES ISN'T REALLY VENTING TO ME)
I literally abhor myself these days. I don't know how or why I keep insisting on making myself into a weak doormat that says "scrub the dogshit off your shoes here...HARD" but that's prcisely what I'm doing. The truth is: I don't even desire the boy anymore, I'm just still reeling from not having figured out the lie until the girl told me what was up. I'm still shock at having ZERO intuition. My post was like six paragraphs of thanking her for making it obvious since I'm so fucking stupid.
Aaaand I guess THIS is where I've chosen to vent now. God, I'm such a fucking loser. I hate me.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:55:28 PM
Aaaand I guess THIS is where I've chosen to vent now. God, I'm such a fucking loser. I hate me.
Then Don't.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:55:28 PM
Aaaand I guess THIS is where I've chosen to vent now. God, I'm such a fucking loser. I hate me.
It's what AT is FOR.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:54:03 PM
Apologizing and deleting is exactly what I did. Safe place to vent = Live journal (KINDA BUT NOT REALL SINCE PEOPLE STALK THAT AND SECRET, HIDDEN ENTRIES ISN'T REALLY VENTING TO ME)
Oh come now, you say you want it secret and hidden, despite the fact that your ex tracked your account to here and jacked it a few months back. I'm finding it a little hard to believe.
Ok, in terms of people searching for results on you here I'll give you a hand with that.
From my end I'll:
- Identify where the traffic is coming from.
- search it against any accounts here.
On your end:
-Have a think of who it might be. DO NOT POST IT PUBLICALLY SEND IT IN A PM
I'll:
- Check the location of the person you think it is against traffic
- Ban traffic from that IP and if he/she has an account I'll ban that too.
- If for whatever reason the information is required for a restraining order I will supply it.
Quote from: Net on February 08, 2012, 10:57:45 AM
I love you Navkat.
Move to Portland and let us make sweet love forever.
Wow. That was helpful.
Quote from: Faust on February 08, 2012, 02:00:22 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:54:03 PM
Apologizing and deleting is exactly what I did. Safe place to vent = Live journal (KINDA BUT NOT REALL SINCE PEOPLE STALK THAT AND SECRET, HIDDEN ENTRIES ISN'T REALLY VENTING TO ME)
Oh come now, you say you want it secret and hidden, despite the fact that your ex tracked your account to here and jacked it a few months back. I'm finding it a little hard to believe.
People are occasionally allowed to do irrational things.
It's right in the rulebook.
Quote for page two:
Ok, in terms of people searching for results on you here I'll give you a hand with that.
From my end I'll:
- Identify where the traffic is coming from.
- search it against any accounts here.
On your end:
-Have a think of who it might be. DO NOT POST IT PUBLICALLY SEND IT IN A PM
I'll:
- Check the location of the person you think it is against traffic
- Ban traffic from that IP and if he/she has an account I'll ban that too.
- If for whatever reason the information is required for a restraining order I will supply it.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 08, 2012, 02:06:59 PM
Quote from: Faust on February 08, 2012, 02:00:22 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:54:03 PM
Apologizing and deleting is exactly what I did. Safe place to vent = Live journal (KINDA BUT NOT REALL SINCE PEOPLE STALK THAT AND SECRET, HIDDEN ENTRIES ISN'T REALLY VENTING TO ME)
Oh come now, you say you want it secret and hidden, despite the fact that your ex tracked your account to here and jacked it a few months back. I'm finding it a little hard to believe.
People are occasionally allowed to do irrational things.
It's right in the rulebook.
I know,
I'm just not in the best frame of mind for Khara's Ex: The sequel. If anyone is being stalked on this site I have to help but in the last week my uncle has died leaving my family heartbroken, My fiance has gone back to Maastricht, I have the Flu and I am at work with stuff too critical to take time off.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:55:28 PM
Aaaand I guess THIS is where I've chosen to vent now. God, I'm such a fucking loser. I hate me.
Navkat, I really like you but it's hard to muster sympathy for anyone who's stuck in a feedback loop of whining and self-loathing.
not picking on you, just pointing something out. You can and should feel perfectly free to vent here, but calling yourself a loser isn't venting.
You and Roger are like the two dads I never had. Roger goes "it's okay to be nuts, we're ALL nuts! I'm pissing myself RIGHT NOW, SEE?"
And ECH is like "get up and RUB SOME DIRT IN IT. You'll be alright. No crying in baseball, get the fuck UP and WALK IT OFF."
<3 Roger & ECH <3
(Just don't tell my mom (Nigel) or she'll ground me from talking to boys unless it's to castrate them)
I guess I sort of *felt* like a loser, you know? I mean, what the FUCK???
Of all the people to lambast with my gushing and personal details, why did I pick Kristi A's fucking Krew de Vieux pic? Could it have gotten any more high profile? There had to be some subconscious reason I wanted to rub mud on my face for all their new friends and I don't know what that it but it's certain I've killed any shot I had of looking sane among those people.
And why should I care about looking sane among those people? Because they're people I know circumstantially and many of them are proffessionals in the New Orleans Medical community. Maybe I *should* just move to Portland and lie under Net's bed.
I've been trying so hard to be healthy and conquer in spite of the shit...to ignore the ugly and rise above it and this is what I do? It's the worst kind of self-sabotage and I have NO STINKING MEMORY OF DOING IT OR WHAT I WAS THINKING.
I didn't even read the whole things when I deleted them because the bits I skimmed made me wince so hard...not to be self-defeating ECH, but FUCK! I COULD TAKE MYSELF OUT BACK AND KICK MY OWN ASS INTO 1999.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 02:43:59 PM
You and Roger are like the two dads I never had.
We're old. :lulz:
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 03:02:17 PM
I've been trying so hard to be healthy and conquer in spite of the shit...to ignore the ugly and rise above it and this is what I do? It's the worst kind of self-sabotage and I have NO STINKING MEMORY OF DOING IT OR WHAT I WAS THINKING.
I didn't even read the whole things when I deleted them because the bits I skimmed made me wince so hard...not to be self-defeating ECH, but FUCK! I COULD TAKE MYSELF OUT BACK AND KICK MY OWN ASS INTO 1999.
Try the Nigel method.
Work out/hike/whatever until you feel better. An hour a day. Trust me on this one.
#1 your profile pic makes me happy and soft all over. Like a fuzzy stuffed animal, Rog. I just wann reach out and hug it and say "Da da!"
#2 you're dead right about the excercise thing. I need to be packing. I need to start running. I need to strip myself of idle time. Period. No idle time, no wallowing in ambien-like stupidity.
I need to go back to being happy with 5 hours of sleep and filling my days with shit that makes me proud.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 03:10:08 PM
#1 your profile pic makes me happy and soft all over. Like a fuzzy stuffed animal, Rog. I just wann reach out and hug it and say "Da da!"
YOU'RE SICK, MISTER.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 03:11:05 PM
I need to go back to being happy with 5 hours of sleep and filling my days with shit that makes me proud.
That, IMO, is the most important thing anyone can do for themselves. And fuck what other people think of you. They'll either know you and love you enough to understand or they're not worth worrying about in terms of their opinion. It's what YOU think of you that matters.
YEAH!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 08, 2012, 03:04:29 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 03:02:17 PM
I've been trying so hard to be healthy and conquer in spite of the shit...to ignore the ugly and rise above it and this is what I do? It's the worst kind of self-sabotage and I have NO STINKING MEMORY OF DOING IT OR WHAT I WAS THINKING.
I didn't even read the whole things when I deleted them because the bits I skimmed made me wince so hard...not to be self-defeating ECH, but FUCK! I COULD TAKE MYSELF OUT BACK AND KICK MY OWN ASS INTO 1999.
Try the Nigel method.
Work out/hike/whatever until you feel better. An hour a day. Trust me on this one.
IT'S TRUE.
It's really hard to feel like a piece of shit when you're all sweaty and tired from working out. And people, like dogs, get kind of crazy and do bad things if they don't get enough exercise.
That's been my cure, since I moved out. Don't slow down. Fencing twice a week, and teaching kids to play with swords on weekends, and making sure there's not much downtime the rest of the week. (I got asked to meet friends for coffee, and had to check my calendar.) I do a lot of walking, and am looking forward to things warming up so I can ride my bike, hike...
Thing to remember: There's no disgrace in spending some time in Crazytown. I myself spend a few weeks there a year. Just got back, as a matter of fact, with some help from my friends.
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 01:54:03 PM
God, someone *does* understand me.
Um, I think I was pretty understanding and as helpful as I could be? Of course I didn't know you already knew the girl from way before, but then, I didnt assume either way.
QuoteApologizing and deleting is exactly what I did.
Good. And because you already knew her long time, less need to be candid about it like I suggested :)
My advice about rest still stands. I agree with what others said about getting exercise and such, but I am not so sure about the 5h of sleep per night. I would really advice to give yourself at least 8.
Also, I still like to know whether drugs or alcohol was involved when you made that oops on FB? Mostly because if it was, then not doing that will also help greatly towards such a thing not happening again. I know how easy it is to drown yourself in that shit but, well, sometimes it's nice for a night or two, but it really sounds like you need some good rest to turn down the stress levels a bit, and in the long run alcohol/drugs is counterproductive to that. Please disregard this entirely if no drugs/alcohol were involved btw, again, not knowing, I don't want to assume either way.
Also, Faust, if you're still ill and busy with all that--which I'm sorry to hear about man!--shoot me a PM because I can also analyze logs if you don't feel up to it.
THIS JUST IN:
NONE of the people in my AEMT class passed National Registry. NONE.
EVERYONE gave me shit for raising my hand too much to challenge misinformation, ask questions, object to CHEATING and CORRECT STUPID FUCKING MISTAKES LIKE TELLING THE CLASS TO MAKE D10 BY DRAWING 8cc OF D50 AND TWO ccs OF SALINE INSTEAD O THE OTHER WAY AROUND, THEREBY INCREASING THE LIKELIHOOD THAT ALL THEM BITCHES IS GONNA CAUSE TISSUE NECROSIS IN A PEDIATRIC PATIENT. He was a popular guy...a nice guy. Everyone liked him and I was a THORN IN HIS FUCKING SIDE.
I take my National Reg TODAY at 1300.
It is imperative that I pass, be the bigger person but WRITE A STRONGLY WORDED, HIGH-MINDED LETTER TO THE COLLEGE ABOUT ALL THE BLOODY WRONGNESS.
I've made a name for myself as a smarty-pance know-it-all so I don't have a leg to stand on unless I pass this fucker.
Please invoke the placebo effect on my behalf. Thank you.
Quote from: Nigel on February 08, 2012, 03:32:40 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 08, 2012, 03:04:29 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 08, 2012, 03:02:17 PM
I've been trying so hard to be healthy and conquer in spite of the shit...to ignore the ugly and rise above it and this is what I do? It's the worst kind of self-sabotage and I have NO STINKING MEMORY OF DOING IT OR WHAT I WAS THINKING.
I didn't even read the whole things when I deleted them because the bits I skimmed made me wince so hard...not to be self-defeating ECH, but FUCK! I COULD TAKE MYSELF OUT BACK AND KICK MY OWN ASS INTO 1999.
Try the Nigel method.
Work out/hike/whatever until you feel better. An hour a day. Trust me on this one.
IT'S TRUE.
It's really hard to feel like a piece of shit when you're all sweaty and tired from working out. And people, like dogs, get kind of crazy and do bad things if they don't get enough exercise.
How in hell did I miss this? This is Newsreel material.
Definitely true, probably the main reason for letting inmates get outside time and recreational time. Otherwise, you'd have a lot of shit going down on a regular basis.
Lesson from my old sensei: You can learn something from everyone, however, it is important to be able to realize when all you can learn isn "this guy is full of shit."
YESSSSS.
*bows*
Quote from: navkat on February 09, 2012, 01:55:51 PM
YESSSSS.
*bows*
That said, best of luck on the exam. Get a night's sleep before, don't bother staying up to cram. You know this shit. Read it over, yes, but rest.
You should go to the exam in the same mental state you were in when you learned everything. In this case I believe that would be "stressed out near to death," so you should be golden!
(happy thoughts in your general direction)
Quote from: Queen_Gogira on February 09, 2012, 02:00:14 PM
You should go to the exam in the same mental state you were in when you learned everything. In this case I believe that would be "stressed out near to death," so you should be golden!
(happy thoughts in your general direction)
WIN!
Quote from: navkat on February 09, 2012, 01:13:38 PM
THIS JUST IN:
NONE of the people in my AEMT class passed National Registry. NONE.
EVERYONE gave me shit for raising my hand too much to challenge misinformation, ask questions, object to CHEATING and CORRECT STUPID FUCKING MISTAKES LIKE TELLING THE CLASS TO MAKE D10 BY DRAWING 8cc OF D50 AND TWO ccs OF SALINE INSTEAD O THE OTHER WAY AROUND, THEREBY INCREASING THE LIKELIHOOD THAT ALL THEM BITCHES IS GONNA CAUSE TISSUE NECROSIS IN A PEDIATRIC PATIENT. He was a popular guy...a nice guy. Everyone liked him and I was a THORN IN HIS FUCKING SIDE.
I take my National Reg TODAY at 1300.
It is imperative that I pass, be the bigger person but WRITE A STRONGLY WORDED, HIGH-MINDED LETTER TO THE COLLEGE ABOUT ALL THE BLOODY WRONGNESS.
I've made a name for myself as a smarty-pance know-it-all so I don't have a leg to stand on unless I pass this fucker.
Please invoke the placebo effect on my behalf. Thank you.
YOU CAN DO IT!!!!!!
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v511/Navkat/AEMTPassed.png)
http://youtu.be/f8xgXETLAuQ
DUDE!
:mittens:
THANK YOU!!!!
:happybanana:
Can't see it.
You passed?
(Roger: Yes)
CONGRATS NAVKAT!
Quote from: Triple Zero on February 10, 2012, 03:45:24 PM
(Roger: Yes)
CONGRATS NAVKAT!
:banana:
Now it's time for the glorious, loud "I TOLD YOU SO! NYAH NYAH NYAH!"
I"M THE ONLY MUTHAFUCKIN PERSON IN MY AEMT CLASS TO PASS NATIONAL REGISTRY.
There needs to be [YT]f8xgXETLAuQ[/YT] tags enabled on this board.
http://youtu.be/f8xgXETLAuQ
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 03:46:32 PM
Quote from: Triple Zero on February 10, 2012, 03:45:24 PM
(Roger: Yes)
CONGRATS NAVKAT!
:banana:
Now it's time for the glorious, loud "I TOLD YOU SO! NYAH NYAH NYAH!"
There's a site for that:
http://nyan.cat/
*dances*
Congratulations! You did it! A WINNER IS YOU!
awesome, Navkat!
a much needed excellent for you!
8)
Quote from: Nigel on February 10, 2012, 03:51:58 PM
Congratulations! You did it! A WINNER IS YOU!
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v511/Navkat/GumpeExplaining.png)
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHCONGRATS NAVKAT
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on February 10, 2012, 04:20:15 PM
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHCONGRATS NAVKAT
I actually sat and watched that whole thing go by on my ADD meds.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTHANK YOU, FREEKY!!!!
Congrats! Awesome work!
Now that you're all licensed and shit, Tucson needs more paramedics. We always need more paramedics. And you're just the right kind of crazy for this place.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 04:40:32 PM
Now that you're all licensed and shit, Tucson needs more paramedics. We always need more paramedics. And you're just the right kind of crazy for this place.
But doesn't it get cold there in winter?
GREAT NEWS! CONGRATS!
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 04:57:21 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 04:40:32 PM
Now that you're all licensed and shit, Tucson needs more paramedics. We always need more paramedics. And you're just the right kind of crazy for this place.
But doesn't it get cold there in winter?
I think it went down to 37F this winter.
And no mosquitos. <--- Read that twice.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 05:36:04 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 04:57:21 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 04:40:32 PM
Now that you're all licensed and shit, Tucson needs more paramedics. We always need more paramedics. And you're just the right kind of crazy for this place.
But doesn't it get cold there in winter?
I think it went down to 37F this winter.
And no mosquitos. <--- Read that twice.
No mosq...NO MOSQUITOES?!?
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 05:39:48 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 05:36:04 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 04:57:21 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 04:40:32 PM
Now that you're all licensed and shit, Tucson needs more paramedics. We always need more paramedics. And you're just the right kind of crazy for this place.
But doesn't it get cold there in winter?
I think it went down to 37F this winter.
And no mosquitos. <--- Read that twice.
No mosq...NO MOSQUITOES?!?
No mosquitos. Apparently there are occasional ones by the golf courses, but that's easily avoided, and only happens for 2 weeks/year. They aren't native, there's no standing water, and the local bugs devour them. I have not been stung by a mosquito - or even seen one - since I moved here 6.5 years ago.
What I always liked about Phoenix was that the terrain is no mineralized/salty that there are no SLUGS indigenous to the area. I like to walk around in summer, barefoot and slugs were the bane of my existence on Long Island. I have a personal hatred of the vile, little fuckers.
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 05:43:44 PM
What I always liked about Phoenix was that the terrain is no mineralized/salty that there are no SLUGS indigenous to the area. I like to walk around in summer, barefoot and slugs were the bane of my existence on Long Island. I have a personal hatred of the vile, little fuckers.
We have no slugs.
All of our bugs are ARMORED BEHEMOTHS with poison stingers. Or psychotic shit like tarantula hawks.
However, they're BUSY and won't fuck with you unless provoked.
Or it rains and they come inside the house, I know. It's okay, teh navkat has plenty of blacklights (and glowsticks!)
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 05:47:52 PM
Or it rains and they come inside the house, I know.
Nope.
For the low, low price of $33/month, there are NO bugs in the house. There is a LINE OF DEATH that doesn't affect vertebrates, and twice a month I take a broom and sweep up the world war I-esque line of carcasses 6" inside my garage door.
The only real concern is wood scorpions and insane mountain lions.
Oh, and man-eating bears up in the Santa Ritas.
Oh, and up North, berserk ostriches running loose like Goddamn dinosaurs. But they die a month after they escape from the ostrich ranches.
starvation?
i'd really enjoy seeing wild ostriches thrive here in the states..
Quote from: Iptuous on February 10, 2012, 06:06:47 PM
starvation?
i'd really enjoy seeing wild ostriches thrive here in the states..
Plants are all wrong. Makes 'em turn into high-speed homicidal death machines for 3-4 weeks, then they croak.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:00:08 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 05:47:52 PM
Or it rains and they come inside the house, I know.
Nope.
For the low, low price of $33/month, there are NO bugs in the house. There is a LINE OF DEATH that doesn't affect vertebrates, and twice a month I take a broom and sweep up the world war I-esque line of carcasses 6" inside my garage door.
Like a Maginot line that actually WORKS
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:00:53 PM
Oh, and up North, berserk ostriches running loose like Goddamn dinosaurs. But they die a month after they escape from the ostrich ranches.
Thisss...actually suits me. I fucking love Ostriches because...well...their temperaments sort of remind me of YOU.
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 06:09:31 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:00:53 PM
Oh, and up North, berserk ostriches running loose like Goddamn dinosaurs. But they die a month after they escape from the ostrich ranches.
Thisss...actually suits me. I fucking love Ostriches because...well...their temperaments sort of remind me of YOU.
:?
I am a mild-mannered country preacherman.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:07:43 PM
Quote from: Iptuous on February 10, 2012, 06:06:47 PM
starvation?
i'd really enjoy seeing wild ostriches thrive here in the states..
Plants are all wrong. Makes 'em turn into high-speed homicidal death machines for 3-4 weeks, then they croak.
i wonder if the climate/soil would support the food crops they thrive on.
Quote from: Iptuous on February 10, 2012, 06:15:26 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:07:43 PM
Quote from: Iptuous on February 10, 2012, 06:06:47 PM
starvation?
i'd really enjoy seeing wild ostriches thrive here in the states..
Plants are all wrong. Makes 'em turn into high-speed homicidal death machines for 3-4 weeks, then they croak.
i wonder if the climate/soil would support the food crops they thrive on.
Almost definitely.
If you don't mind going to federal prison.
FUCKING AWESOME NAVCAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:12:47 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 06:09:31 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:00:53 PM
Oh, and up North, berserk ostriches running loose like Goddamn dinosaurs. But they die a month after they escape from the ostrich ranches.
Thisss...actually suits me. I fucking love Ostriches because...well...their temperaments sort of remind me of YOU.
:?
I am a mild-mannered country preacherman.
...who looks like this:
(http://www.hedweb.com/animimag/ostrich-head.jpg) in the mental-association image I have for you in my head.
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 06:27:13 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:12:47 PM
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 06:09:31 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on February 10, 2012, 06:00:53 PM
Oh, and up North, berserk ostriches running loose like Goddamn dinosaurs. But they die a month after they escape from the ostrich ranches.
Thisss...actually suits me. I fucking love Ostriches because...well...their temperaments sort of remind me of YOU.
:?
I am a mild-mannered country preacherman.
...who looks like this:
(http://www.hedweb.com/animimag/ostrich-head.jpg) in the mental-association image I have for you in my head.
Only when I don't shave my head.
Incidentally, don't try taking a pic like that at home, kids.
They make better guard dogs than pit bulls.
Quote from: navkat on February 10, 2012, 03:47:26 PM
I"M THE ONLY MUTHAFUCKIN PERSON IN MY AEMT CLASS TO PASS NATIONAL REGISTRY.
Congrats girl!
AWWWW YEEEAAAHHH. That is pretty fucking sweet.
I have always wanted an ostrich.
my aunt and uncle did the ostrich/emu farm thing when it was a fad.
the emus were faaaaar more docile and manageable. plus the eggshells are an awesome dark green color that make sweet decorations.
Quote from: Nigel on February 10, 2012, 07:36:02 PM
I have always wanted an ostrich.
I have always wanted a velociraptor.
They're like ostriches, but more predictable. They never give you the feeling that you can turn your back.
A long time ago, when the whole "Zombie Apocalypse Plan" was in vogue, my personal zombie-resistant compound plan involved a weapons silo in New Mexico and a dirt-moat stocked with ostriches.
Quote from: Iptuous on February 10, 2012, 07:48:25 PM
my aunt and uncle did the ostrich/emu farm thing when it was a fad.
the emus were faaaaar more docile and manageable. plus the eggshells are an awesome dark green color that make sweet decorations.
Awwww I like emus! I used to dream of running away to Mexico and starting an emu farm.