The Manx Den

I was still in a heart-leaping OMGwtfWheeee! state of excitement, and in my dream sort of wiggled to my stomach, so that I wasn’t lying funny-prone while flying. Yes, flying, and I remember thinking that I should be scared of the highway pavement racing under me- but then again, it didn’t matter any more, did it? I was flying! Floating, perhaps? Anyways, hubby and I were beginning to move towards the person in the sky- slowly, as if we were figuring out how to move ourselves that direction, and following. It was kinda in the opposite direction of where the van had been heading, but at that point we weren’t even worried about oncoming traffic.

Well now, it’s not a journal if I don’t update it very often, is it? I’ve seen some very good things and some slightly concerning things happen since I last updated.

The week past has had it’s frustrations, I can’t deny that! My sister-in-law and her husband are going to divorce, and one of our friends, Angelfox, has been baptized in the mormon church. Hubby and I have had some rather real stress over these things, because we care much about our friends and family, but having talked with Angelfox on friday last, and having talked a little with my sister-in-law, I think these are decisions they have made decently informed on their parts, and while hubby and I might…

Min prosteser kommer tilbæge! Jeg sendt dem til reparationer for 9 måneder siden, efter hunden havde dummet sig med dem (eller måske var det mig!) Først trak hun den reserv prostese ned fra hylderne i December 2008 og gnav batteri-hylsteren ud, og i April 2009 da jeg var til hundetræning, løb hun efter et legesyge kat og tog afsted med mit prostese-hånd i snor! Hehe~!

Tjah, det var pinligt nok, bægge myo-elektriske arme måtte sendes ind for reparation. Det var 1 måned senere i Juli jeg fik brev fra kommunen at de ville høre om skaderne bliver dækket af vores forsikring. Det har været så 7 måneder med at prøve at få det skriftlight fra forsikringselvskabet at sende os svar…

Anyways, a family member has helped us with what we needed to cover the electrical bill, and it turned out to cover precisely what we needed. Pretty much to the letter, because as really bad bills do, they’re always higher than expected, even when you have a ballpark idea of how much you’re going to have to pay!

Dear ones, I must say that I am still quite shaken in my boots over the rather painful news Mike and I deal with today. We have saved for a 4316 kw/h electricity bill, and it is due in February as an 8,000 kw/h bill. We are $1,400 short to pay the upcoming bill…

Even masturbation, which everybody is all quiet on, because doctors and the internet and scientists and even a lot of christians will say there’s nothing wrong with. You know, my grandma said it’d give you eye problems, but I betcha she didn’t have a christian perspective on it…

Et fint tærte/gratin til fiskedagen

Isn’t that just the way of things, that when things are at their worst, it’s when you really decide to push into the will of God that true satisfaction and peace starts coming again? I’ve been pretty restless in sleep and mind since the beginning of december. I’d been roleplaying sexually on Shangrila mush for several months, and having the selfsame pangs of loneliness and disconnection as ever before. I had this happen last year- I mean, I’ve had it ever since a wintery second year in high school, where roleplaying just made me feel cold and a little sick, even while it mastered at least a little of the need for a feeling of connection with others.

Let’s be…

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It’s one thing to worry about an expensive bit of equipment, but another thing to see a body part go plopping on the ground and have one’s dog listen obediently to the ‘no’ about lurching. It’s not a problem to repair.