Moar sad

May. 9th, 2010 01:21 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
So my sims game has highlighted another social issue for me. See, the game relies on thousands of files on your harddrive to run properly. Some of these are character files for each sim. Smart gamers try to keep the numbers of these files low so the game will load faster. This can include deleting useless townie characters and npcs. So for me the easiest way to keep the number down, because I'm not that well-versed in sims editing programs, is to keep track of the number of characters *I* created. So I tried to create a family tree, so I could see all the sims of different ages and how they were related so when it was time for teens to get boyfriends or girlfriends, instead of making someone new I could find someone not related and get them together.

The quest for a program or website has proved more difficult than I thought. See, loads exist. Lots of free programs and at least one free website. They're all very traditional. Each family begins with a mother and a father. They automatically assume the gender. There is no place for step-parents, as second-marriages are not displayed.

I guess this is okay for historial family trees, where you could assume a family would have a male head and a female head. But what about modern families? With different configurations? With gay parents or super-involved step-parents?
I play my game with a lot of same-sex couples, and I have one house that has three people living together, all flagged as married to each other (I like cheats, mmk). My same-sex couples often have biological babies (again, yay cheats! The game's original code is easy to manipulate). Family tree makers just CANNOT comprehend a family with two male parents, or three parents, or whatever. You know, despite how many families exist nowadays like this.

It's frustrating to me and the family I'm charting (my entire gigantic neighborhood, actually, but all the families are intertwined) doesn't actually even exist. Imagine if my real family was like this how upset I would be.

I'm going to have to do it by hand, I guess. Sigh. (And that's not even mentioning how married same-sex couples are not married, but rather classified as having had a "joined union". Argh. There's a hack that will change this, but come on.)

-1:20 AM

Grr

Feb. 24th, 2010 05:41 pm
ivyette: (Beatles)
I'M FINALLY GETTING OFF OF MY LAZY ASS AND TRYING TO COOK SOMETHING AND IT TURNS OUT ALL OF THE ONIONS ARE ROTTEN.

Or I think all of them

ANYWAY I WANT TO MAKE FRENCH ONION SOUP AND I CAN'T WITH SHITTY ONIONS

RAAAAARRR

-5:41 PM

eta, 5:49 PM

there also isn't any beef broth and the vegetable stock's sell-by says 2007. WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? My mother keeps a meticulous house and yet somehow everything has conspired against me and my soup. If the onions turn out to be not rotten I suppose I can make do with chicken broth and some bullion cubes, but still: RAAAAAAAR.

-5:50 PM

Kitty

Feb. 11th, 2010 11:13 am
ivyette: (Sailor Moon Cherries)
I just drew a Hello Kitty.

She looks like a potato. Online drawing tutorials suck :(

Also, they don't sell CherinaCherine products in America. BECAUSE THEY ARE WHORES. Sanrio, y u do dis? YOU KNOW I WOULD BUT THEM IF YOU SOLD THEM HERE. I know that you- cosmically, in your soul-place- knew that I would the minute you greenlit these characters for introduction into the Sanrioverse. I know that deep in your heart my name came up, like a Related Search tab. You said "Hello Kitty plus cherries plus pink plus super cute plus there's two of them because her OCD demands she always have even numbers of things = Ivy B. Greenflower of Florida, USA"

I know you did. I know my picture came up in shareholder meetings when you announced their creation. BECAUSE YOU CREATED THIS FOR ME, DIDN'T YOU. If there was ever a time when God sat down and thought to himself, "I'mma reward that IvyB. I'mma make something just for her," this is what would have come from his fingertips. Then he'd pat himself on the back and smile benevolently down at me while I squealed (I mean, I'm assuming this is how God works. It's how I play the sims and I don't imagine God and I are very different)

And yet. AND YET. They're not on the US Sanrio page. WHY? Why would you tease me like this? Why would you say "LOOK HOW PERFECT THIS PRODUCT IS DON'T YOU LOVE IT" and then go "SRY JAPAN ONLY"

I don't live in Japan. I'm not obsessed with Japan. I have no money to go to Japan or pay extra on eBay. WHY YOU DO THIS.

For reference, this is what I'm talking about here: http://www.sanrio.co.jp/english/characters/detail/cherinacherine/index.html

Yep. I'm sure the universe's infinite cooking pot burped this up JUST FOR ME. Don't even pretend you don't agree, my name is all over that shit. My real name, even. That's how srs this is.

Anyway, idek what I'm rambling about anymore. kbai.

-11:12 AM

P.S. BECAUSE JAPAN

Hmm

Jan. 24th, 2010 03:52 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
So tonight I was bored and the SAG awards were boring so I went and tried on all my old formal dresses, you know, as you do, and here is the transcription of our conversations.

Black dress with mesh top that goes to my... knees? Or slightly above? that I have no emotional connection to because I've never worn it anywhere but it's supercute on me:

Hey, behbeh. We look fabulous. Srsly, go wear me to the grocery store or something, damn.

Cream colored halter dress I have no emotional connection to because I've never worn it anywhere:

Hey, behbeh. We look fabulous from the front. From the back I cling to your backfat, sry 'bout that. Still cute tho.

Red ankle-length halter dress with plunging neckline that I wore to my 11th grade homecoming and is the sexiest dress I own:

Hey, you fill out my boobsacs better now! Except it's way more obvious now that you're lopsided, oops.
Also you make my stomach area stretch, go do some situps, lazy.

Powder blue gauzy dress that looks like it came from a fairytale and is the most gorgeous item of clothing I've ever worn or owned, that I wore to my ill-fated 12th grade homecoming:

Bitch, you got fat. Take me off right now before you break my zipper, or at least, the part of my zipper you can zip, since it won't go past mid-back. Hurry, your backfat shoulderlump whatever this shit is is repulsing me.

I didn't try on my black tenth grade homecoming dress (it's probably too small, but it is pretty stretchy so idk) or my pink prom dress (I'd have needed too much extra help and the thing is taller than I am so I'd be walking on it and it wasn't worth it. And if it didn't still fit, I'd probably have just fallen over dead).

The blue one would fit if I didn't have scoliosis. It makes half my back protrude out like some crazy shit. From the front I do not look like a size 12, no saleslady has ever guessed my dress size even close to that, but because of this stupid hump thing I can't wear smaller dresses. In fact, I suspect the reason the other dresses fit is because they're all very generous around the back area (the black one with the mesh top has a slit in the back... this dress is so perfect, I might take pictures just because, and the other two are halters where the back sits much lower than my shoulderblades and so is okay)

Oh, but that blue dress. The neckline! The waistline! THE SKIRRRRRRT! The flower with the beautiful mesh ribbon! THE FLOWY MESHY SKIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT! It's like it came out of my dreams, I swear. Except blue is like my least favorite color so if it was truly a dream dress it would be pink... but I have trouble picturing it any other way now.

The cream-colored dress was the last I tried on and I ended up just wandering around the house in it, you know, as you do, because I love dresses. I'd totes wander around in the blue one IF IT FIT MY DEFORMITY. JESUS.

It's not even that obvious! People don't go "Aww, look at poor Humpy :(" when I walk past

at least I hope not

BUT SERIOUSLY. PLZ TO BE FALLING OFF, BACK LUMP. RIGHT SIDE, BE MORE LIKE LEFTY.

-ivybdressflower @ 3:51 AM

Bleh

Jan. 11th, 2010 07:03 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
IT'S 17.1 DEGREES OUTSIDE AND I AM NOT EXAGGERATING

When the temperature outside is lower than my age, there is a problem here.

I'm afraid of my room. You can actually feel arctic wind blowing out of it. My mother even felt it. She asked if I had a fan on. I did not.

AND OUR HEATER ISN'T WORKING CORRECTLY.

I'm making out my will as we speak. I will not survive this.


Oh, and in Snowwatch 2010 news: We actually DID get flurries on Saturday, but I MISSED IT. We apparently mostly got sleet tho, so I guess I didn't miss much. STILL. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

The sun isn't out yet. Hopefully things will get warmer then. I am not holding out much hope though.

On the plus side, we're having chili tonight. When I was taking prednisone, chili is what I ate like a freaking fiend (that stuff made me eat like a pig and bloat up... and I'm still bloated :()

Mmmmchili. Not so mmm, cold weather :(

-7:03 AM

P.S. HIIII ONTD_AI FRIENDS!




oh hai

8:47 AM:
It's 27 degrees now. Oh, well, in THAT case...



sigh.

Hmm

Dec. 12th, 2009 10:50 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
I need a slushie.


Also, glasses are broken. Need new frames (most likely). Going to Wal*Mart today to see what they can do; if they don't have THESE frames, I'll probably die, because I'm so picky. Can you blame me? These things are pasted to my face, like, 19 of the 24 hours in a day. They HAVE to not be ugly.

Of course, they'll have to take them away from me, which means I'll either be wearing my very old old glasses that are bent and silver and not pretty sleek black, but they're wire frames like these and have the half-frame thing going on around the lens so the only adjustment will be my blindness. It's either that or be blind as a bat for a week or more, depending. Wal*Mart actually has great eye care, believe it or not. The doctor I saw last time was a total sweetheart and super professional, and the other people (what do you call them? technicians?) are always super helpful when I break or bend or whatever them, and it's almost always no charge to have them adjusted, except when you need new nosepads, those are $2.01. Why the penny tho?

Sooooo I'll be blind for awhile. It's not like I have many places to go, anyway.


Maybe I'll get a slushie for my troubles. (They're currently held together with tape. TAPE. because BOTH arms are broken ARE YOU KIDDING ME. I DESERVE A SLUSHIE FOR MY SHAME.)

-ivybslushflower (ivybglassflower?) @ 10:49 AM

Ughh

Nov. 23rd, 2009 03:36 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
So... I told her not to go out today. Remember that: I looked out the window, contemplated the dark skies, my sore throat, and the fact that I was still tired, and said I didn't want to go out. And then I told her I didn't think she should either. And I said it more than once, which I never do; I never tell my mother not to go out, period, and today I said it at least three times. I don't know why I felt so strongly that my mother should stay home, except that every so often I do get those "feelings" that something bad will happen and it always does. (Examples: had one before my cockatiel died. Had one before my great-aunt's car died on the way home. Had one the night before my uncle fell into a diabetic coma while driving and was killed by a semi.) This time it didn't feel like anything much, unlike the horrible sinking in my chest I usually get. I just... looked out the window, and it hit me that today was not a good day to be leaving the house. Except...

She did. And now our car is horribly smushed on the passenger's side and the front tire is gone and my beautiful car may never come back. Of course, our family is weird and so there's another car almost exactly like it sitting in the garage right now because my parents have the same car and also my father has a Cadillac for no reason at all so we don't need a rental.

My mother herself is... well, I want to say "fine" but I think we'll have to see tomorrow; the hospital said it always feels much worse the next day. As far as injuries, the doctor says whiplash but she says she feels nothing and saw nothing on the X-ray and there's something about a neck injury but she says she only feels it in her chest where she hit the steering wheel. Nothing's broken, torn, bleeding, or really bruised. So she's home and feels alright.

She says when the car stopped moving it stopped just next to a pole. She says she was hit so hard it just wouldn't stop. You never like to get a phone call from your shaky-voiced mother saying she was in an accident and your father is there and the car is being towed away and then OKAY I'LL TALK TO YOU LATER BYE

WAIT WHAT, I HAVE QUESTIONS

and then your shaky-voiced grandmother who never shows emotions besides annoyance and anger calls and she's not nearly as shaky-voiced but she's scared, she's scared for her daughter and her husband left the house without telling her anything and she didn't know where I was and what's going on.

And then she made chocolate chip cookies, which I don't know that my grandmother has ever made before in all of her born days.

The inside of the car is fine, she says, but I do wonder if I had been in the car what would have happened to me; there's no steering wheel on my side, so how far would I have gone, wearing a seatbelt as I always do? Would I have hit the dashboard and made the airbag come out?

If I was in the car, would I have seen the crazy woman coming before my mother did? Would I have convinced her to take a different way home, because she often thinks out loud to me about which way she'll go?

Before she had the accident she asked me what was on my shopping list and I said Earl Grey Tea and ramen noodles (Oriental flavor). This was at about 2:30. She called again at 3 with the shaky voice (and immediately I felt guilty for being upset about being woken up again.)

When she finally, finally, finally came home at 7, looking a little glassy-eyed from Vicodin (she says she won't take anymore because she hates it, but I have a feeling she'll reluctantly take some more tomorrow, if she gets that prescription filled) she came home with... English Breakfast tea. I don't know why, but that feels like the cherry on top of the whole thing. The car may be dead (she said it made a horrible noise when she tried to turn it on) and she'll probably be in pain and then THE TEA IS WRONG.

I latched onto that (but didn't complain to her because, come on) because that's what you do when things go wrong: you find the tiniest thing and say "WELL, OF COURSE THAT HAD TO HAPPEN." Like losing your purse that just so happens to have your great-grandmother's earrings in it, or getting sick and throwing up on your expensive shoes; it's not the worst thing that happened, but it's the thing that makes the most sense, and is the easiest to get upset about because the rest of you is thinking "wait, what? what do I do now? what's going on?" It's the most everyday mistake, more everyday than a car accident, so that's what I've been thinking about, because it's just easier than OH GOD I COULD HAVE LOST MY MOTHER or OH GOD MY MOTHER COULD BE IN THE HOSPITAL WITH SEVERE INJURIES RIGHT NOW. Nope, the wrong tea.

I'll take the wrong tea if it means I get to keep my mother. I can live without tea. If you said "you can keep your mama, but you'll never have tea again" I'd take my mother. I'd take my mother in exchange for everyone in the world's tea, because that is my MOTHER and I love her and cannot live without her. Cannot. Ever.

I drank some and it tastes pretty good. It'll probably always be car-crash tea to me now though.

She did find a pair of sneakers she likes which is big, big news because my mother's feet are so picky it's nearly impossible to find shoes for her. So the day isn't a complete loss. Oh, and Adam Lambert at the AMAs, how awesome was that? My mother was underwhelmed, but she's underwhelmed about almost everything ever (she's a lot less shaken up than I would be, although she's definitely more shaken than usual) but dude's face in his crotch and grabbing vaginas and making out with the male keyboardist. There's no point to that sentence besides HOSHIT ADAM.

I missed Kris's presenting because we were next door gathering sweaters for the homeless and then had to find the tripped circuit breaker but the thingie wouldn't open. Today was really weird, you guys.

Oh and an unreleased acoustic version of one of my favorite Kylie songs EVER, Paper Dolls, leaked. It's not very different though.
-3:36 AM

Sigh

Nov. 21st, 2009 02:02 pm
ivyette: (Beatles)
Oh, why do I care so much??

Just saw Victoria Beckham was the number 1 search on Yahoo. Normally I pay no attention to these because people tend to search for things I have no idea about so I don't care. But she was number one so I panicked and then I get the headline that she is "DITCHING" her husband.......


for the first half of 2010


because he'll be playing soccer (oh sry football) in Milan, but he also plays for LA and that's where they live and they don't want to make the kids leave their school for just a few months.


DON'T YOU EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN, BRITISH NEWSPAPER WHOSE ARTICLE WAS REPOSTED BY SOME OTHER WEBSITE


THE BECKHAMS ARE MY OTP OKAY AND THEIR KIDS ARE SUPERCUTE AND THEIR FAMILY IS SO AWESOME


SO STFU RIGHT NOW


blaaaaargh


also my throat still hurts

why does my throat still hurt

-2:01 PM

Birthday

Nov. 20th, 2009 04:57 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
OH GOD MY BIRTHDAY IS IN LIKE FOUR DAYS






NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DNW TO BE 22







NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO



also, tmi but periods reaaaaally suck a lot okay


why did God invent crampy uteruses :( whyyyyyyyyyyy

-4:56 AM

Internets

Nov. 16th, 2009 11:19 pm
ivyette: (Beatles)
So why does the whole internet insist my computer is stuck in the stone ages? Both Yahoo and Facebook were all "dude, upgrade your browser! (or switch to firefox or chrome or safari or some shit, we don't care)"

I HAVE THE LATEST IE! IE8! I went to their website and they were like "Why are you here?"

Plus Yahoo mail (my mother uses it, I use hotmail for normal stuff and sailormoon.com for junk stuff) said we didn't have 1024x768... um, hello, yes we do. Anything else makes the computer look like ass.

Websites are ALWAYS telling me to upgrade IE. WHY?? I mean, I guess it's good that they can't tell stuff about my computer, but...why don't they know? Is IE keeping itself a secret? WTF is this shit?

(We won't even talk about websites that try to push firefox. I DON'T WANT IT. Okay? Good.)

(Or macs. The next website I see trying to tell me I need a whole new computer to look at their website will be hacked so it shows giant donkey penises and no one will know it was me. I PROMISE.)



(Apparently I have a lot of computer anger. Hmm.)

(Also I just went and "liked" a bunch of stuff on facebook, who knows why.)

-11:19 PM

Food

Nov. 12th, 2009 11:06 pm
ivyette: (Beatles)
QUICK, SOMEBODY GIMME A CUPCAKE


STAT

-11:05 PM

News

Nov. 7th, 2009 03:16 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
Well, today I bit the bullet and called my doctor about the mammogram. They kept me on hold for so long I was sure they were trying to find their sweetest person to break the bad news to me. Then they came back and put me on hold again. WTF.

Then Irene (remember my angry capslock at Irene back during the thyroid episode? pretty sure this is the same Irene) came back and said "Yeah, the mammogram. Um.... yeaaaaaah."

I panicked, but remained quiet. Then she said, "Okay, yeah, everything's fine!"

This is exactly what she said last time. "Everything'sfine!" all squished together and high pitched.

Thanks for freaking me the hell out for nothing, Irene.

So, to recap: my right boob is perfectly healthy. I'm sure you're all thrilled. Of course, since lefty wasn't x-rayed, there's always that possibility that she's a ticking timebomb of horrible cancer, but, you know. I doubt that.

I feel great knowing I'm okay, though. I mean, I doubted there was anything wrong, and I knew that if there was anything it was probably nothing serious, but it's good to know that a doctor has seen whatever it is you see when you look at an x-rayed boob and found nothing worth mentioning.

Just thought I'd document.

-3:20 AM

Whee

Nov. 1st, 2009 02:06 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
So tired

why am I awake

I was awake for something on neopets and now it's over (WHY AM I SO OBSESSED WITH NEOPETS GAH)

nose hurts so much, where is my saline

OH HAI IT'S NOVEMBER HOLY SHIT HOW DID THAT HAPPEN 2009 WHAT IS WITH YOU

Is it just me or is 2009 flying so much faster than 2008??? I HATE TIME WHY DOES IT MOVE SO FAST

MY BIRTHDAY IS IN 24 DAYS WHEEEEEE I LOVE MY BIRTHDAY SO MUCH


DNW TO BE 22 THOUGH

AT ALL

SWEET JESUS

TWENTY TWO

I HAVE ONLY JUST GOTTEN USED TO BEING 21

I KEEP SAYING 20 WHEN PEOPLE ASK HOW OLD I AM

WTF IS THIS

WHAT IS MY LIFE

Oh, I will be so tired and cranky tomorrow. I'm wearing cute clothes but I will be so cranky. And sick feeling. Still feel so sick :( Siiiiiiiiiiiiigh.

-2:08 AM

Grr

Sep. 20th, 2009 02:40 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
Spilled hot coffee on my leg. Wearing my very favorite jeans. And white sweater (the mesh one, I kept it in the car just in case.)

The kicker? I DON'T DRINK COFFEE.

My rage was loud and terrible to behold.

I was too angry at the spillage to even realize I could be burned. It did hurt, but no burns. When I got home (this was all happening in the car) I ran to my bathroom and rinsed my pants and sweater. Everything seems to be fine, but still.

-2:42 AM

Ask no one

Sep. 14th, 2009 04:29 pm
ivyette: (Beatles)
So the Ask Gary guy (the actual Gary, I mean) from the stupid commercials on daytime tv is apparently really, reeeeallllly rich, and trying to pass a law about vaccines in children, because he believes in the autism-vaccine link horseshit.

I don't know why I'm so angry, I just am. I just hate that nonsense so much. The first person who came up with the ridiculous "link" later admitted that he fabricated all of his research. It's not true. Vaccines have nothing to do with autism.

Sometimes I hate people. I'm too angry to even capslock.

-4:31 PM

What

Aug. 29th, 2009 02:22 am
ivyette: (Beatles)
HOW CAN YOU TRADE KAZMIR

I KNOW I MADE FUN OF HIM A HELL OF A LOT BUT DAMMIT HE WAS MINE AND I LOVED HIM

WITH HIS BABY FACE AND HE GREW THESE WIMPY LITTLE BEARDS TO LOOK LIKE OLD AND SHIT I GUESS BUT WE ALL KNEW HE HAD A BABY FACE

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

I HATE TRADING :( WHY CAN'T PLAYERS JUST STAY FOREVER :(

I didn't realize I'd care this much :(

I MISS YOU ALREADY SPECIAL K :(

-2:26 AM

Ack

Jul. 31st, 2009 01:27 am
ivyette: (Hedwig)
WHY IS MY EAR HUMMING
NOT RINGING, HUMMING, AS IN VIBRATING? ALMOST? ARE ALIENS COMING? WHY DOES MY EAR HURT NOW? ACK

-1:28 AM

Rays

Jun. 24th, 2009 09:51 pm
ivyette: (Beatles)
RAYS
WHY ARE YOU PLAYING SO WELL TONIGHT
WHY DID YOU SUCK SO MUCH YESTERDAY AND TODAY YOU ARE AMAZING BECAUSE I'M NOT THERE
WHY WHY WHY

Yours, Ivy B. Greenflower

-9:52 PM

Hmph

Apr. 26th, 2009 09:14 pm
ivyette: (Individual)
STILL MAD AT YOU GEOCITIES
THIS SHIT IS HARD :(

-9:14 PM

GAH

Apr. 25th, 2009 11:32 pm
ivyette: (Individual)
GEOCITIES
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS SHIT TO ME
HOW CAN YOU CLOSE
I HAVE HAD A SHITTY WEBSITE HOSTED ON YOU SINCE 1999
POSSIBLY EVEN 1998
NOW I HAVE TO BACK UP ALL THAT SHIT AND BECAUSE IT'S A FREE ACCOUNT I HAVE TO DO IT ALL BY HAND
I HATE YOU

Yours,
Ivy B. Greenflower

-11:33 PM

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