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  <updated>2013-08-18T15:51:50Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-12-15:465285:19833</id>
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    <title>Frickin' Hell</title>
    <published>2013-08-18T15:51:50Z</published>
    <updated>2013-08-18T15:51:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It's been forever. So long that I won't even bother trying to recap my life in full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullet points:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I now work at an office supply store that has a rubber band ball as it's logo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live on my own, completely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have started testosterone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am working on a proper dosage of Abilify for the bipolar disorder that I apparently have (as opposed to borderline personality disorder).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't heard from any headmates in quite a while, but I am still losing small amounts of time, so I know I'm not alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still single, and totally okay with that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting ready to go back to school. Hopefully the VA gets it's shit sorted quick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm going to try to post once a week. I've been bottling things up again, and that's really unhealthy. I'm in therapy, but it's only once a month, due to scheduling and location constraints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with any luck, there will be a post on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evolvedcucumber&amp;ditemid=19833" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-12-15:465285:16555</id>
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    <title>OMFG I LOVE GLEE!!!</title>
    <published>2010-04-28T05:41:01Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-28T05:41:01Z</updated>
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    <dw:music>the sweet sound of bedtime rituals</dw:music>
    <dw:mood>amused</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">No, seriously, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to watch Glee if for no other reason than they make being a middle-aged virgin high-school counselor with OCD&amp;nbsp;look kinda sexy. Yeah. It is that flippin' good. I'm addicted to this show. I am anxiously awaiting each new episode with barely bated breath. Is this the episode where Will and Emma finally get it on? Will Finn stop being a Cromag for thirty seconds, and actually use his brain? Will Puck be mildly less offensive? Will Kurt land a boytoy? Will Kurt land Finn? Will Jessie finally reveal his ulterior motives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is my drug. As much as I love CSI for its dry wit, and Criminal Minds for its unerring ability to be both optimistic and apathetic towards the future of the human race at the same time, I love Glee for being as real as a TV show can be without being a reality show. Why do I&amp;nbsp;say it this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the first: Clothing. Watch any other show. Hell, watch Criminal Minds or CSI, and see how the high school kids dress. Except for Kurt with his occasional hat (which, as far as I know, no schools actually allow anymore), the kids aren't dressed with the latest fall/spring fashions, and they don't wear things that are obviously going to get kids sent home. (Seriously, the lack of female abdomen in a high school setting is refreshing.) The thing that really caught me though was the &amp;quot;Power of Madonna&amp;quot; episode. Watch Kurt and Mercedes do &amp;quot;4 Minutes to Save the World&amp;quot; and look at the Cheerios. The girls have on tops that may occasionally ride up a little, but otherwise hit the skirt and stay there. The skirts. Oh my lord, the skirts are actually a realistic length. Actually, with a few color adjustments, and an initial change, the uniforms look exactly like the ones at my old high school. (I graduated five years ago, but the girls still wear the same uniforms.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the second: The school has a kid in a wheelchair, but isn't always accessible to him. This is demonstrated when the guys have to lift Artie to get him around in the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the third: The show is not in your face about being socially accepting of queer folks, though certain characters are. (Rachel Berry says, &amp;quot;My two gay dads&amp;quot; or a variant thereof so many times in the first thirteen episodes alone it's practically a drinking game, while Kurt remarks practically in passing that he is &amp;quot;an honorary girl.&amp;quot;) It's just a show, not a social platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the fourth: The covers are performed by the actors. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point the fifth: Jane Lynch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, you guys, this show is funny and thought-provoking at the same time. I really recommend watching at least up through &amp;quot;Sectionals&amp;quot; (the first thirteen episodes). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... I'm out like Kurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evolvedcucumber&amp;ditemid=16555" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-12-15:465285:16092</id>
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    <title>Playing Catch Up</title>
    <published>2010-04-09T02:23:17Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-09T02:23:17Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Dude, it is freaking cold here. The heater is breaking down consistently, and there's only so much a fire can do in a place this big. (Our kitchen here is the same size as the kitchen/living room in the apartment. And that's not even a fifth of the house.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the cold is affecting my ability to think. I&amp;nbsp;am having ridiculous trouble concentrating on my books. And when doing Telecourses (nobody but me to talk to about it), and online courses (no regular human interaction), it's imperative to be able to concentrate, and get the work done on time. I have a test due on the 15th for my Philosophy class, and have only finished a little more than half of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am two chapters and three lectures (read: almost a full week) behind in my Archaeology class. I'm barely on time with my math class, which is, admittedly, partly due to the fact that the homework assignments are all online, and I can only open one problem at a time. I can't even print them without wasting a metric shit ton of paper. And that means that I&amp;nbsp;have to have a lot of control when I go to do math work. I have to not let myself go onto other sites or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have downloaded two new mood themes. One is from the movie &amp;quot;Secretary&amp;quot; which is a beautifully constructed film, and a real eye-opener. It's also rather humourous. The other one is from the movie &amp;quot;El Dorado&amp;quot; which is also awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, only about half of the Secretary theme is connected to DW. (It takes a long time to find each picture and copy and paste the link. I get bored very easily with things like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. Once it's all good to go, I'll post again with better info. Unfortunately, I can't remember the LJ user names of the two folks I&amp;nbsp;got these from off the top of my head. Check out my userinfo when I post next, and it should be up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go try to do some more reading. (Those lectures won't read themselves, after all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya'll later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evolvedcucumber&amp;ditemid=16092" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-12-15:465285:15621</id>
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    <title>NaPoWriMo #1</title>
    <published>2010-04-02T23:41:41Z</published>
    <updated>2010-04-02T23:41:41Z</updated>
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    <dw:music>Dollhouse S2Ep12</dw:music>
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    <content type="html">Beginning in days of old,&lt;br /&gt;We fool many in the fold.&lt;br /&gt;Salt and sugar look alike,&lt;br /&gt;Switching them does not cause delight.&lt;br /&gt;This poem sucks; as the first of many,&lt;br /&gt;And now I want to eat at Denny's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evolvedcucumber&amp;ditemid=15621" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-12-15:465285:15385</id>
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    <title>Trains are so last century...</title>
    <published>2010-03-31T03:46:19Z</published>
    <updated>2010-03-31T03:46:19Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">A train leaves Little Rock, Arkansas, and travels north at 80 kilometers per hour. Another train leaves at the same time and travels south at 70 kilometers an hour. How long will it take before Kai's head explodes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: About 3 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;hate math. I hate math with the fiery passion of a thousand burning suns. I&amp;nbsp;hate math problems that make absolutely no sense, and have no impact on my day to day life. If I want to know when two trains will be somewhere, I'll check the damn train schedule. If I&amp;nbsp;want to know how many students bought tickets to &amp;quot;Our Town&amp;quot; I'll check the record. If I&amp;nbsp;want to have a weed killer with a certain percentage of pure weed killing stuff in it, I'll buy it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math is stupid and annoying, and I&amp;nbsp;hope this is the last time I ever have to take it. (Seriously, if even one math class is required for me to get my Master's or Doctorate, I will not do it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how are ya'll doing? Please, circle, regale me with your awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evolvedcucumber&amp;ditemid=15385" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-12-15:465285:14830</id>
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    <title>Crossposted from F-U List Comm on LJ...</title>
    <published>2010-01-02T07:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-02T07:35:42Z</updated>
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    <dw:mood>pissed off</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">Fuck you, mom. I've told you I have to do this to avoid silly little things, like SUICIDE, and you respond by telling me that it doesn't matter what I do, I will always be your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, mom, for not respecting my life decisions, and putting it on me to either deal with your passive-aggressive bull-shit (using my best friend to spy on me, instead of talking to me? Low, even for you.) for the next 13 years, or risk being disowned, and not seeing my little brother (who may as well be my son, not yours, for all the work you put into his first year of life) until he's an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my will to live conflicts with your desire to have the perfect little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fuck you, dad, for telling me she would disown me. When I came out, you said you already figured as much. And you couldn't even give me a little warning? You just said it, like it wouldn't bother me. Yeah. Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fuck you, "best friend". You know I fucking love you, and I would lay down my life for you. You may not be my brother in a legal sense, but you have been my family for 10 years now. And you go behind my back and tell my parents things I tell you in our phone conversations? I stayed on the West Coast so that they wouldn't know my every fucking move. I want to be able to trust you, and I want you to be the donor and I want you to be my child's godfather, but right now... I don't know. I'm more likely to have my soon-to-be brother-in-law fill those roles right now. Because I can trust him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a general fuck you to everyone who can't get the term *transgendered* through their heads, and keep telling me "oh, you'll always be *insert obviously female birth name* to me, lol!" You are all dumbasses, and this is why I don't have more than five RL friends. Jackasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hey, fuck you, douchebag ex of my girlfriend. You make sixty fucking dollars an hour. She makes 9.50. Yeah, you make more than 6 times the amount she does. And you spend it all on your new girlfriend and her kids. What about your children? Do you really just not care that we can't afford to feed the kids without going to the foodbank? Do you not care that your children are doing poorly in school, because you don't make them do homework over there, and you signed them for basket ball (practices on the days you don't have them, hmm...) so they have no time to do anything over here? Why the fuck are you so damn selfish? Get over yourself. You're a loser, and I hope your new girlfriend realizes it before you start raping her while she sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assholes, the lot of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Kai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evolvedcucumber&amp;ditemid=14830" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-12-15:465285:678</id>
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    <title>I'm so lame...</title>
    <published>2009-12-17T20:58:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T20:58:51Z</updated>
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    <dw:mood>amused</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">&lt;table width="500" style="border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I've been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In August I pulled over and changed &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=noise_putty'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=noise_putty'&gt;&lt;b&gt;noise_putty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s flat tire &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(15 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In January I gave &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://alafaye.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://alafaye.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;alafaye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a kidney &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(1000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Sunday on a flight to Vancouver, I stole the emergency flight information card &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-40 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Saturday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=brokenfences'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=brokenfences'&gt;&lt;b&gt;brokenfences&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-5000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Friday I ruled Canada as a kind and benevolent dictator &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(700 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I've been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-3325 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a lump of coal&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;kaicalan&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/"&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type="text" name="uname" size="20"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Write Santa!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=evolvedcucumber&amp;ditemid=678" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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