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I am going to try to post more on this journal.

Currently, I'm in the middle of a sugar and flour fast. I have given up both sugar and flour for several weeks. However, it would be more accurate to say that I am no longer in the middle of the fast, but have moved beyond it to a place where I once again consume sugar and flour.

I was doing very well. My pancreas was healing from the years of abuse, after only a couple of weeks off the white stuff. But then, I cracked a tooth and needed to have oral surgery.

After oral surgery I could no longer eat meat or raw veggies. I could only consume soups and very soft cooked foods. This meant that my blood sugar spiked and dropped more often and before I knew what was happening...I lunged for a brownie...soft...delicious...comforting.

So, my mouth is healing in this second week. I tried to eat some poached chicken last night, but could not manage it. Still, I think I can manage to let go of the soft, comfort foods and begin my detox again. It shouldn't be too difficult as yet. I've only consumed a little of the white stuff at this time. I'm not fully back on the flour or swept up in old habits. But I'm not teetotaling either.

So...Day 1 again...and if anyone knows of something that is soft, warm, comforting and not sweet...let me know.
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But I do like that they have now imported the comments from LiveJournal.

*Hugs all of my lovely comments

Also, I hope these steps help keep my fanfic alive until I can export it to other places. Maybe to my own website...or to appropriate archives.

I'm quite lazy about going back and correcting the grammar and formatting in older works so they can be properly archived. SIGH!

Anyway...comments...YAY!

Rae

I'm back

Apr. 14th, 2017 02:01 pm
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And I think I am going to try to import my LJ entries over here. And maybe become an active person again in journaling.

If you know me, you know that I can't not be political. So, the user agreement at LiveJournal means I have to part ways with the Russian capitalists. Truly, it should have happened long ago. But I stopped posting there and just used it as a sort of storage center. When they asked me to sign the new form...I did so impatiently...and, we all know where that leads...to overlooking the fine print.

I am thankful for my good friends in the Buffy community for alerting me that I wasn't just being lazy...but also being a bad citizen to the world.

Hello, again, Dreamwidth.
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And a joyous and magical holiday season to you all!

Rae
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I don't even know this person very well, but she once made my day with a positive review and, when I stumbled upon it today, I decided to checked in on her to see how she was doing. I found her quite distraught and suffering the sad effects of having the economy collapse on top of her. Not sure anyone I reach can help, because I know we are all poverty striken fibro-suffers around these parts...but if you could pass on her story, it would be very much appreciated.

Full story here:
http://editrx.livejournal.com/289315.html
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I am older. That is all. Thank you!

Oh, and, also, I've been slacking on the pic a week thing for over a month now.

So here is a pic for you, too.

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It is a plant from my yard that is amazingly still there. I say amazingly because...a plant exactly like this one once caused me a world of hurt. When I was about 12 years old I was riding my bike through thick sand when, as sometimes happens, I became mired, lost control of the bike and tipped over the handlebars. I fell straight into a Spanish Sword plant like this one. Oww! Owww! Owwww! I could have put an eye out. Or pierced a nostril.

It only got me in the fleshy bits of my arms and legs, but I hold a grudge.
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So, I was driving through a nearby town and I saw this 18 foot alligator in front of a store.

"Now there's a great photo for my photo a week LJ post: an 18 foot long stuffed gator!" I said to myself.

But I didn't have my camera with me. So, I figured I would just go home and get the camera and take that picture.

However, the alligator...vanished. During the two hours it took me to get home and then back to the store.

I like to think someone just saw it and bought it while I was gone. The store was closed so I couldn't ask. Maybe they took the gator inside when they closed. But, here's another thought...that store is right next to a swamp...maybe...just maybe...it was a live alligator and it walked away.

Anyway, no picture of it for you guys! So, I guess it never happened. SIGH!

Here's an iron horse surrounded by birds who love muffins. The lady walking rapidly past...is on the edge of some further swampland. And the birds wade there...and demand muffin scraps from anyone they see coming out of the bakery that installed this horse.

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Since my azalea bushes are convinced that Spring is just around the corner. I decided to take a look at my container garden. It hasn't been looked at since we dumped everthing but a couple of herbs and moved to our new house. It has gone to weeds and apparently termites have eaten a trowel.

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As you can see I have my work cut out for me if I mean to have a lovely container garden by this Summer.

Jessica feels this is a sad state of affairs. And my time would be put to better use by simply setting all of this on fire.

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...like one of the Avengers...not Hawkeye...one of the real superhero ones. :snicker: Sorry, Jenn!(and other Hawkeye lovers) I couldn't resist.

Anyway, my point was...like David Banner's temper, my Fibro strikes suddenly and is monosyllabic.

Today was one of those happy, once in a couple dozen blue moons sort of day when I felt like doing a little chore or two. And I set myself a little chore. I intended to clean off my bathroom countertop and sink. Just put the tubs and bottles in their proper places and wipe stuff off with a little Simple Green and baking soda and DONE!

I did that. And then I thought...since I have the baking soda and Simple Green and sponge and paper towels out...why not also wipe down the kitchen sink.

So, I did that. And while doing that...why not toss a few things in the laundry. Not a full load, just underwear and socks and a stray pillow case or two.

So, I did that.

And then...I thought...why not just wipe the soapy sponge across the range top? Nothing crazy. I realize I'm getting tired. I even told my inner cleaning freak that very thing, when she said something about the floor needing a good mopping. "Another day," I said, while thinking she must be crazy if she thinks I will ever again mop a floor. "I am getting tired," I said. "Just...wipe and rinse and DONE!"

So, I did that. And it looked okay. Except there were a couple of stubborn stains left. And they really stood out now that the rest of the ceramic range top was clean. So, I thought, why not just spray those stubborn stains with a spritz of Simple Green and leave them to soak while I switch the laundry to the dryer...that's not even work, and maybe the stains will just lift off like in those commercials with little blue birds or sassy crows or big bald guys that appear in the kitchen of some overworked cleaning woman on TV?

So, I did that. But the stains didn't lift off. So, I had to scrub a bit. And that's when my own commercial moment happened.

Only instead of a happy little blue bird...I apparently got a Hulk-like troll with a club who sneaked up behind me and SMASH! He clobbered me with pain and exhaustion. "This is what it means to have Fibro," the voiceover lady said. And all of a sudden the room sort of went dark and spinning and I couldn't seem to breathe because OWWWWW! I stumbled in a daze to a place where I could collapse...which, coincidentally, was right here at the computer.

So, here I sit. The dryer is beeping at me in a strident tone every 3 minutes. It expects me to get up and put away the underwear and pillow cases.

But I'm not going to do that.

Rae

Roxanne!

Jan. 12th, 2015 02:23 am
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You don't have to turn on the red light. Roooooooooxanne! Turn on the red light.

Sting should really make up his mind about that.

My office has become a red light district. And I mean that in the literal sense, because I have switched my computer screen from blue light to red light. I've done this via Redshift, because I use a linux platform. But I'm sure the rest of you could find something similar for Mac or Windows.

The reason we should all shift from blue light to amber or red is to protect our delicate eyes and hormone balances. And here, I do not mean the hormones that control your sex drive, but those that control sleep and hunger and other functions of the body. It seems artifical light can play havoc on those of us with sleep disorders. But, of course, we are not going to simply stop using our computers come sundown. We aren't Amish! Or...Seventh Day Adventists. Or whomever it is that puts down the plow at sunset. Orthodox Jewish people, I believe...at least on Fridays.

Anyway...my point...and I did have one...is I now have a reddish, rather hard to read, but paradoxically easier on my eyes and brain computer screen. And you can get one, too. If you have a linux computer it is free and easy, just Google RedShift. I think it is also available for Windows. Please be aware that colors will look different when RedShift is engaged, but your eyes will thank you in the morning.
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In an attempt to keep up with the Suzes and to keep in touch with you all. I've decided to post a photo from my life every week. This will allow you to get to know me better. And it will show you I'm still out there somewhere...working hard.

So...first up...a queenly feral cat named Jessica. When we moved in she was lurking about in our bushes, close to death, just skin and bones. Suckers that we are, we gave her fresh chicken breast every day. My how times have changed.

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My yes! It has been a long, long time since I darkened your door. Almost a year, in fact!

Alas, I am spending less quality time online. I have started writing original fiction and so am not doing other things...like reading, watching TV or noticing the world.

But I do acknowledge that the world is still out here. And you are all part of it.

And in the spirit of good will to all, I shall try to update every so often and let those of you who still care know how things are going for me. Or...I shall forget. No! I will remember!

I still post updates to my writing community. How hard would it be to keep the Greater LJ World informed of my snail's pace progress on my novel? Only a little bit hard!

So, until next week...or this time next year...best wishes to you all this holiday season.

Rae
who can't help noting that the bad-ass manga librarian stands in marked contrast to the Doctor's happy reading icon. I bet the Doctor refused to be shushed!
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So, I hear a lot about how money works and doesn't work for society.

I found this interesting. And will show it to him later. But in the meantime...this fits in with many of the things he has told me. So, I'm sharing it with all of you.

Twitterers?

Jan. 8th, 2014 07:16 pm
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Is anyone still out there on LJ? Do any of you have twitter accounts? I need more twitter friends @LaheylaRae because the ones I have now are being hounded by me day and night.

I'm sure my twitter spree will be fleeting, but spare a fellow twitterer and add me to your timeline.

Meanwhile, I hope you are all well and good. I am working on original fiction rather than Idle & Blessed and I apologize for that. But, we could use a new house to house the Chez Rae household. So, if I can prostitute my talents...that's something. So far, no takers, though. LOL

Rae
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ANNIVERSARIES
by Rabid1st
Teen Wolf – Sterek
Rating: Explicit
Spoilers: None – Set in the future.
Warnings: Light bondage, role playing, versatile M/M sex, anger/jealous sex, supernaturally rough sex, but no non-con or injury.
Words: 12000
BetaBabe: Birthsister
Summary: A sort of explicit coda for Counting the Hours. Derek bottoms for the first time. And then, gets very comfortable with the process over a number of years.
Disclaimer: Obviously, this is not sanctioned by anyone having anything to do with Teen Wolf. I'm just playing with Jeff Davis' characters and making them smutty for my own amusement. Sorry about that, Jeff.

Here is a sample... )


Find it on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1067773
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Title: Rise Above
Author: Rabid1st
Rating: Mature
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Derek/Stiles
Warning(s): Unhappy stuff. Arguments. Harsh Language. M/M sex.
Spoiler(s): AU S3b no spoilers in this part. Some in earlier parts.
Beta Babes: Birthsister
Word Count: 44,000 total
Summary: Derek and Stiles have their first real date. They deal with Derek's nervousness over making love to a man. And Stiles' nervousness about everything. Lack of experience cramps their style, but they manage to work through it all and really know that they belong together. Stand by for the fluffy finale. Or as one reviewer put it LOL! Derek and Stiles finally get their shit straight and the sex was smoking!

Disclaimer: Teen Wolf and these characters are not mine. This fic represents fair use for fan purposes.

In a time of treason, is there room for trust? Is there time for reason or has your heart had enough? Is it time to let go and rise above? And you say rise above, open your eyes on love.


Here's a random sample )

Just the last part on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1022239/chapters/2119407

Or the entire work on AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1022239?view_full_work=true
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A Day of the Doctor Coda...

Sentimental Journey
by Rabid1st
Doctor Who – Ten/Rose
Rating: Everyone
Spoilers: To The Day of the Doctor
Summary: The Tenth Doctor knows something has changed. But he's not sure what it is.
Disclaimer: Obviously I don't work for the BBC or Moff would have more courage. Or, you know, have me fired for all of the horrible things I say about him. LOL
Read more... )
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To avoid spoiling anyone else...under the cut we go...

But before we do...let's just savor the headline I saw, "Moffat explains Billie Piper's role in Day of the Doctor!"

You should never have to explain what you just did. Real writers don't need to have spin doctors working the newspapers to explain their plot holes.

Read more... )
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So, I've watched the "Night of the Doctor" pre-show. And first, allow me to say...Paul! PAUL! SIGH! Oh, Eight! How I wish you had more canon!

Also, allow me to say that it was all Moff...creating things that he shoves into the canon. Rewriting history to suit his own ego. He wants to make it all about him, rather than, say...knowing the canon and honoring it for the rest of us.

But, as my SO said, this is what you can expect from a commercial success. Doctor Who has become a commercial entity. So...I expect that we will see many things that will make excellent toys for Christmas in today's episode.

Will we also have a coherent story? Or even a non-offensive one? I don't know. It would be a great day if we did. Maybe the Doctor's amazing mojo can influence this one global event. Here's to it not sucking! :cheers:

In other news. I joined LJ on November 23, 2002. So, this is my 11th Anniversary on LJ. Maybe I could get a nice Anniversary Present from the Eleventh Doctor.
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Title: Rise Above
Author: Rabid1st
Rating: Mature
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Derek/Stiles
Warning(s): Unhappy stuff. Arguments. Harsh Language. M/M sex.
Spoiler(s): AU S3b no spoilers in this part. Some in earlier parts.
Beta Babes: Birthsister & Elsecarlass
Word Count: 24629
Summary: The Wooing Posse gets to work in hopes of countering the spell Stiles cast to counter the Blood Bond he and Derek share. Derek gets mellow. Stiles gets some insight. And there’s a puppy involved.
Disclaimer: Teen Wolf and these characters are not mine. This fic represents fair use for fan purposes.

In a time of treason, is there room for trust? Is there time for reason or has your heart had enough? Is it time to let go and rise above? And you say rise above, open your eyes on love.

Here's a sample... )

Find it at AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/1022239/chapters/2105174

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