Month: August 2012

  • 50 Summer Is Ending Survey

     

    The summer is nearly over, so let us wrap it up with an end of Summer 2012 survey- (oh, goody)

    1. Tell me one positive thing that happened this summer?

    Merlin marathon, bought the boxed sets, yay! I *really* like this dragon.
     
     


    2. Tell me one major bad thing that happened this summer?
    Despite the list I could go on about, I think we've been really lucky nothing was worse and I don't feel like dwelling on something negative right now.

    3. Did you get engaged this summer?
    I made a commitment to going public again, which was a huge decision for me. My social anxiety goes pretty off the wall sometimes, but dang if I'm going to let that turn me into a crazy chicken lady who sleeps out in the henhouse. There really is a woman within a hundred miles of me who is like that.

    4. Get married?
    I invested in an updated Print Shop Professional. I'm very serious about where this is going.

    5. Break up with anyone?
    Well, I'm not exactly laying low, but I think I need a break from my mother-in-law again, so I'm just steering clear. Nothing terrible, just reached my empathy capacity. I'm not very good at playing dysfunctional codependent head games with emotion vamps.

    6. Get into a fight with a stranger?
    I have no desire to tangle, I'm way too lazy.

    7. Get into a fight with a friend?
    The survey maker is making me look really boring, my life is so lacking in reality show conflict.

    8. Have someone close to you die?
    I saved a rooster's life, but that might have only been temporary. I just don't wanna know *fingers in ears* ~lalalalala~.

    9. Do you know anyone who gave birth this summer?
    This survey maker is being very thorough, I feel like I'm being interrogated by the IRS or something.

    10. Did you have a job this summer?
    *dang* Did I call it? I'm the kind of person that hardly ever asks teenagers questions like these because I know that's all they hear.

    11. Did you graduate this summer?
    My college keeps contacting me wanting fundraising money, and I bet next year they'll push super hard about the reunion I won't attend. This particular alumna isn't into patronizing (pun intended) for some kind of weird glory in the form of a plaque or book with my name listed in it.

    12. How many people have you kissed this summer?
    There are supposed to be studies out about how gaming is so realistic to the brain that it's like reality, one of the biggies coming up is the idea that something experienced in a virtual reality is indistinguishable in the brain, you respond chemically in gaming like you would in real life situations, so I'm wondering if imagining stuff is like that, too. I'm not sure that's completely true or even healthy, since fight or flight response and skills originally help keep the body healthy and intact, but if the brain responds and the body has to deal with chemical changes without being able to normalize with actual activity, I'm kind of wondering if general anxiety is the new norm. Anyway, not in this to argue, I really don't care, I just know I get so wrapped up in anything I see on a screen in any form that I get emotionally invested and have to pause and walk around or even abandon the screen. Where was I going with this, oh yeah, people's brains have been making up virtual reality since the dawn of humans when it comes to imagining sex and kissing and stuff, and honestly, if we create an imaginary situation and have real emotions or chemical responses to it, how is gaming any different? So we live fake lives in our heads and our real lives rarely measure up to how we wish the universe could be, the only difference I see in gaming is that actually being physically interactive in some form (even if only your thumbs move) is much more satisfying than your body not being involved at all, and even more so because you can see that your thought and tiny action actually change a situation around you, no matter how virtual it is, which I think is way more satisfying than just making everything the way you want it in your head and there's no real challenge from an outside source. And unless you can completely dupe or convince your brain that your own thoughts inducing chemical changes are better than real life, we all still have to eat and breathe. I can see where someone locked away in their head could stop eating, but our bodies will generally alert our brains when there is oxygen deprivation going on (unless you're being poisoned by some kind of gas like CO), like if someone held a hand over your face you would come out of whatever virtual reality and start fighting for your real life, so the whole issue of what reality is to the brain is, I think, begging the question. I think our brains know dang well what the differences are, even if *we* don't. Sorry, I got so distracted on this question that I wound up doing a lot of other reading on the side.
    Simulated Reality: Are We Living in the Matrix?
    Virtual Reality - Future
    New ‘Active Gaming’ Doesn’t Change Reality of Couch-Bound Stereotype
    I watch E3 (Electronic Entertainment Expo) on G4 every year, which is super cool. I think about gaming a LOT. Gaming is what our brains have been doing since birth. Ha, all this from a question about kissing. I think I got off on this tangent because I thought well, the only person I've actually kissed is Scott, but in my head... and is that *real*?

    13. Underage drink this summer?
    I like my milk strained and chilled, so maybe aged at least a day.

    14. Meet anyone new?
    Got to meet a different ER doc today. God help anyone having a food allergy in a restaurant early on a Sunday morning, there's not an open clinic or urgent care in the whole region. Fortunately, I'm getting good at this and just started slugging down the prednisone and benadryl and caught it before the wheezing started, but it's a hard reaction, I'll be doing prednisone for a couple more days. I am never eating breakfast out again. Glass of milk, that's IT.

    15. Got drunk?
    Got pretty wasted on that benadryl, wouldn't mind having my brain back now, please.

    16. Been to a bar?
    I can't imagine that working out, not being the charming socialite sort.

    17. Did you go on vacation anywhere?
    Scott went to Florida and got to go parasailing, and I don't envy that one little bitty bit.
     

    18. Did you get to go swimming this summer?
    I've been attempting to get extra showers, so I think I've met my being wet quota.

    19. Did you go the the beach at all?
    In my head, I'm in Galveston. I can even hear the gulls.

    20. Something expensive that you bought this summer:
    Bought up a bunch of internet property, felt like playing Monopoly with blogs. I guess my widget is like a hotel.

    21. Latest you stood up?
    a. Awhile ago I stood up and got some cheese because it won't spike my blood sugar while I'm on the prednisone.
    b. I took a stand a couple of weeks ago against rooster killing.
    c. I never stand Scott up. He's a weird dork who makes weird decisions, like parking backward to pick me up at a door, or taking the long way through extra traffic lights when I'm having an anaphylactic reaction, but he's never not by my side through everything that's a real drag in this life.

    22. Threw up this summer?
    I never throw up. I had enough of that and just stopped, years ago. I have a will of steel.

    23. Favorite food this summer?
    I know this is weird, but even through all that heat, the thing I loved most was hot chocolate.

    24. Something you wish did not happen:
    I'm still feeling pretty cranky about thinking I could get away with eating breakfast out and having that food reaction. That was absolutely unnecessary. I get bone pain with prednisone, and I have to take it for two more days. #sux

    25. Something you wish did happen:
    I kinda wish I'd sent some money to Vegas with Twink so she could have brought me back a t-shirt.

    26. Did you see the meteorite shower?
    It's really cool to see those on the Earth channel. Those little polygon light reflections are what the meteors look like from the space cam.
     


    27. Did you pick wild flowers?
    I'm picking up cute little eggs out of the nests from the new hens.
     


    28. Did you move?
    I migrate from room to room and deck to deck.

    29. Are you going to be going to college?
    I'm sure I'll drive past it a few times. I'm thinking about going to the records office to see if they can dig up my ACT score. I can't remember if it's 32 or 34. That's been bugging me ever since I wrote of horses and ACT scores.

    30. Did you have a house party this summer at all?
    Waaaay too much house party, all 80 and over. I got worn out way before they did.

    31. Did you see a shark in the water?
    Dolphins followed Scott's boat when he went parasailing. He prolly came close to being seduced by sirens.

    32. Did you go fishing?
    I developed a major food reaction to salmon last spring and have been afraid to eat any kind of fish ever since. I can't tell you how upsetting it is to think I may never be able to eat fish again the rest of my life. I think that upset me more than having to give up lemon pie and guacamole.

    33. Did you go camping?
    Our youngest once swallowed a roly poly on a dare during a camping trip. ~gag~ My idea of camping is someone's pull out couch, haven't done that in almost 3 years. I'm not really that prissy, but I slept on a floor for 6 months when I was 18 and various other tough living situations through a few years, so roughing it outside with bugs and allergies when I could walk back into a house seems a little ridiculous.

    34. Did you read any books?
    Nonstop. I can't help it, I'm really bored with tv.

    35. Best movie of the summer?
    Hunger Games, but only because it scarred me for life with Effie Trinket and all the wannabes that sprang up in her wake.  Click the second one to see the site.
     
     

    36. Person you hung out with the most:
    Is it any surprise that it's Scott. He's posing as The Thinker in this one.
     


    37. Weirdest thing that happened so far:
    Weird stuff never stops happening to me. I'm a magnet for all that is weird in the cosmos. Yeah, I know, you want a story. Be patient.

    38. Scariest thing that happened this summer:
    I found my psychologist on facebook.

    39. Did you learn anything this summer:
    I seem to be learning a tremendous amount about myself. For instance, a few surveys back, I finally checked what color my eyes really are.

    40. Do you have a pool?
    No one ever asks if I live in the woods. You know how you read about the woods in fairy tales, dark and creepy and full of poisoned plants and stuff? Yeah, that.

    41. Did you BBQ at all this summer?
    Got a couple yummy dinners in before that awful heat wave parked itself over us for weeks. We were easily hitting 106 in the shade, daily. For weeks. BBQ didn't even sound good.

    42. Did you actually do the cooking, or did someone else?
    Scott's getting really good at it, so I just step back. He is turning into a foodie despite himself, goes to great lengths to shop for special onions and garlic and wraps them in foil with lots of butter, mmmm. That garlic turns into candy, you can't stop eating clove after clove.

    43. One person you hated the most this summer:
    I think I finally got disgusted and hated everyone over 80 in general for a few days last month, but I'm mostly over it. I'm usually pretty tolerant, but I think too much happened too quickly and my patience maxed out. One of the key variables was how much really old people can talk nonstop, for hours, days... And there were 4 of them. I think the worst part was the hospital cops throwing some totally drunk and wasted belligerent people into our waiting room and telling them they couldn't leave, and we'd already been there for several very long hours full of me getting stuck with the yappiest old person in the first place, and I'm not sorry, I bailed. I'm done with that crap. I don't know what it is about passing 80 that makes someone believe you really want to listen to them flap on and on while you shrivel up and your brain kamikazes out through your nostrils, but if I ever reach 80, I hope my brain doesn't feel compelled to spew every thought I ever had in my entire life while younger people think about poking forks into their eyeballs for distraction. I seriously did not know the compulsion to talk that much could really exist. HOURS. DAYS. NO COMMERCIAL BREAKS. And if I forgot to smile and nod, one of them would actually hit my arm for a response, another would make a big deal out of mocking me for not looking up and smiling until I actually did before he'd go on with his talking, another filled my worn out silence with continual noises of disgust every few seconds (for HOURS, I can't even imagine keeping up that amount of energy), and another argued with me every which way because arguing is ~fun~. Hmm. Sounds like I'm not really mostly over it... Actually, it reminded me a LOT of being in middle school.

    44. Did you have a yard sale?
    omg, someone save me from the survey maker, maybe it's an old person!!!!!!! That would sure explain all the interrogative kinds of questions.

    45. Did you go to any yard sales?
    I'm not even explaining this one. I just avoid them like the plague.

    46. Did you go to a carnival?
    I watched a couple of shows about the world's biggest roller coasters.

    47. Are you a summer person?
    I don't think even summer people were summer people this year.

    48. Worst thing about the summer?
    Bugs. Scott's sudden bizarre horrible autoimmune vasculitis reaction.

    49. Best thing about it:
    No one died. Several sudden opportunities presented themselves, it's been a little head spinning.

    50. Summer is...(in your own words, describe it)
    You're kidding, right?

  • no idea what to call this stray survey

    What was the last thing you drank?
    Hot chocolate. I so love hot chocolate.

    Where's your cell phone?
    I just want to say right now that I NEVER get weird calls on my cell because I'm unlisted and I'm on a no call list, but an 800# that reverses back to "Will Kemp" from New York came through earlier, and I'm like ok, Will Kemp wants to talk to me... No, I'm not calling it back. Someone prolly wants to sell me something. If he wanted to talk to me bad enough he'd have left voice mail.

    Who was the last person you talked to on the phone for more than an hour?
    That used to happen every time my dad called, but lately he seems to have himself on an egg timer, and I'm wondering what's going on. You never realize how much you'll miss those calls full of instructions on what to do when he dies, like making sure to yank his gold teeth out with a pliers before the funeral home gets them and so no one will dig up his grave to get them, and I'm all like Dad, I am NOT straddling your dead body with tools and tearing up your face to get the gold, I'll go to jail for murder and senior abuse, and he's all like It's ok, you have the right to do it because I told you to, and I'm all like Dad, I do NOT want the nightmares that'll give me the rest of my life... We have some really fun conversations, they stress me out. I wonder if someone told him I'm stressing out and now he isn't talking to me. My stress is getting very complicated.

    Do you know anything about baseball?
    I watch Scott run his fantasy baseball teams over his shoulder. I tell him his players are dogs and laugh at what his coworker writes about him and ask him over and over how much money he's going to lose if he doesn't get his rank up. Watching him sweat is a sport unto itself, cracks me up.

    Do you prefer to listen to music through headphones or on a stereo?
    Headphones, and I'll tell you why. In fact, I've got really expensive headphones that super block outer noise. The last thing I wanna hear when I'm trying to listen to a youtube or some music is people screaming on whatever show Scott is watching, because it's usually bloody and terrible and ridiculous. We get along great because I have these awesome headphones.

    Do you use those little kitchen clips to close bags of chips that you've opened?
    We don't eat chips. Solves a lot more problems than you think.

    If you made your own survey, would it piss you off you saw people giving smart ass answers as if you were asking stupid questions?
    Bingo, this survey maker has *issues*. Getting a few good questions, and bam, attitude.

    Does the story of the Titanic interest you?
    And now I can't help saying that the person who answered these questions before me is one of the single most boring survey takers I've seen in 8 years. ~wow~ I've never seen IQs go in reverse before. I've seen them stall out and stultify, but this one can't be human. Is it possible to epic fail a survey?

    What channel do you watch most often?

    I haven't been watching tv much lately. I went on this book bender and slammed my brain through 6 of them back to back, most of which were 400+ pages, and tv kinda seems lame right now.


    Have you ever voluntarily read the Bible?
    I can't tell you how fun it is to know it better than the door knockers who come to my house.

    Do you use a lot of slang or do you prefer to speak properly?
    "I don't really know." See, this is what I'm talking about. This person is filling out the survey like they're from another planet and aren't quite sure what is being asked of them.

    What's your favorite salad dressing besides ranch?
    I make my own from scratch. It's nearly impossible to find a bottled dressing ~anywhere~ that isn't spiked with lemon or "natural flavor", even when you get balsamic.

    Why is it that pizza always tastes so much better left over?
    It doesn't. If you are hungry enough to eat leftover pizza and too lazy to make something better or there just isn't anything else to eat, then yeah, it tastes really good. If you really think about old pizza, it's just stale sweet bread with a few sorta strong flavors on it, which is sometimes more attractive than going to all the trouble of pancakes and eggs, especially if your blood sugar is bottomed out. Left over pizza is an illusion.

    Do you like to wear high heels?
    I will never, ever forget the first time I saw a girl walking in wedges, way back when they were first invented. She had a hard time walking on chat and getting on the bus, and everyone jeered because they looked so weird. But her family had money and she was on the leading edge of fashion, and the next year all the girls were wearing wedges. Except me. I love my ankles. Ten Reasons to Stash Those Stilettos

    Why do you think most teenagers don't enjoy reading?
    Um... really? Blanket statement alert. I think the activity of reading has so drastically changed that it's not even the same thing it used to be for a lot of people. Between technology and media driven formula, I'm surprised so many teens aren't doing other things instead of loading the internet up with hundreds of thousands of teen surveys...


    Do you enjoy reading? Why?
    Having to laboriously read labels because of food allergies is a drag, and the redundancy of retweets and reblogs seems like such a waste, but yeah, I do get a kick out of other people putting words out there for me to find. It's kinda like brain sex.

    Is your computer more than 5 years old?
    We are finding out the hard way that upgrading to windows 7 suddenly makes our software obsolete. Now I have to pay twice as much for what I need from Print Shop just to get the same amount of product I was getting 5 years ago because the new computer won't interface with it. Oh, that wiley windows 7, I bet all those companies got so excited at the new excuse to boost the market.

    Do you think that eventually people will run out of unique questions to ask on surveys?
    I will never run out of unique answers, no matter how many times some of these questions are repeated.

    How often do you take over the counter pain medications like Tylenol and Aleve?
    Almost never. Do you know how many otc pain relievers contain ibuprofen? I'm allergic to that. And acetaminophen can mess with your liver. One of the most common ailments that affect people as they get older is liver problems. Tylenol May Cause Serious Liver Damage

    Do you find thongs uncomfortable to wear?
    After washing a teenager's thongs throughout middle and high school, I'm so put off that I can't even think they're cute or sexy any more. I also worked in the intimates dept in a big retail chain for several years. I've played with more panties and thongs than anyone I know, thousands and thousands and thousands of them. I think thongs are a gimmick to make money off the self obsessed.

    What’s the unhealthiest thing you’ve done in the past week?
    I don't know that anything I do or eat could be called unhealthy, honestly. I guess breathing the dust stirred up in the chicken pen. Silly chickens. They were bored, pretending to freak out while they're all excited about snacks is ~*fun*~. Youngsters...

    What’s the furthest you’ve gone sexually? Is this more or less than your friends?
    The funniest thing about this question is that I really do have good answers and it kills some people that I never say what they are. I know several people who have 'gone farther' doing stupid things than I have because they were nidiots wanting drugs or something, but I seem to be mysteriously more acutely aware of certain details than most people.

    Tell us the story of how you met your ex.
    It would be a lot more interesting to tell you the story of how it all blew up into the long dark night of the soul.

    Have you ever blocked anyone on Xanga? If so, why?
    I blocked over 5000 people on facebook just to see if I could. Incidentally, it's impossible to block Mark Zuckerberg, facebook's founder. I tried every which way.

    If you’ve never had an orgasm, why not? Are you curious about what it feels like?
    I've lived with a back injury nearly all my life that sets off occasional spontaneous orgasms at the worst possible very public times, stories for around the campfire, I guess.

    Do you alphabetize anything? (your DVD collection, books etc)
    Yes to anything that is set up to automatically alphabetize itself.

    When writing essays, do you have trouble sticking to the word limit?
    How can I *possibly* hold that down to only 50 pages? What do they want, a ~summary~?!? Yeah, I've had to really work on that.

    Are there certain answers to survey questions that make you feel sorry for the taker? (For example Who was your last kiss? I’ve never been kissed)
    I've never felt sorry for myself just because a question has been asked of me. Ok, I lie. I plunge into dark abysmal depressions and take days on some of these surveys, because I'm HONEST. I soul search. I face the crap that life dishes out. I've said it before, if you fill these things out correctly, it's like seeing a psychologist.

    Do you own any cookery books?
    I've stolen a few...

    Do you understand people who have no desire to travel?
    I don't understand people who are proud to be living on the same little patch of land that the previous 8 generations lived and died on. I'd have thrown myself out a window. And then I'd have gotten up and stomped off, because there probably wasn't a window high enough to properly throw myself out of.

    Would you like to receive flowers from a boyfriend, or would you prefer a different type of gift?
    I think the nicest gift anyone can give me is peace and quiet. Usually doesn't last very long.

    Do music videos affect how much you like a song?
    I can't tell you what this one has done for my life.



    Do you know a lot about business?
    I am really, really good at inventory.

    Tell us about something you’ve been worrying about lately.
    If I wind up being expected to come back and do another life, I think I'd really like a twin next time. That intrigues me. I'm not stirring up near the amount of trubba I could be, I need a cohort. Knowing the irony that haunts my soul, though, I'm sure that would backfire and I'd wind up being my own worst enemy.

    What’s your birthstone and do you actually like it? What’s your favourite birthstone?
    I can't keep track of these things, I'm busy digging through youtubes and doing my laundry.

    Do you believe that short men are often arrogant or angry to try to make up for their height?
    I think men are cool. I wrote that. I mean it.

     

  • 'not sure why I'm doing this survey' survey

    When falling asleep, do you ever feel like you stopped breathing?
    I get the coolest most intense dreams when my CO2 builds up. I don't actually stop breathing, and I don't have sleep apnea. I get too relaxed and take a long time between breaths.

    Was your first kiss perfect?
    I have never had a perfect kiss. I'm not sure anyone has. Chasing the perfect kiss in our dreams is a brain drug, it gets us through hard stuff.

    Exactly what is perfection to you?
    If a moment is perfect, you have to let it go as quickly as it came, and it will never come back, or else you ruin it. Perfection, in our minds, is hanging onto that moment, but that's an illusion.

    Do you ever feel like you think too much about the person you love?
    I wonder what the world would be like right now if everyone thought about the people they love instead of the people they hate.

    Are you someone who has to analyze everything?
    I've spent a lifetime ignoring what makes other people tick, I'm not about to start now.

    Whats the last thing that scared the hell out of you?
    Giant spider in my kitchen. Nothing gets your mind off like nearly stepping on a spider as wide as your bare foot. (Wow, this one is old, I wrote that months ago.)

    Has anyone ever made you cry just by saying I love you?
    This has way deeper significance when you know that person literally cannot say anything else and hasn't been able to have a conversation with you in over two years, and you know it's getting close, and they look you in the eyes and tell you they love you, and you know they mean it, and there are millions of unspoken words that come with it that let you know everything is forgiven and nothing is in the way any more. Yes, you go home and bawl your eyes out. ****Ok, I let this one sit awhile, and I keep coming back and reading it, and it comes across weird and creepy, so I'll clarify a little. My mom died a long slow death from several big strokes that left her very deficit both physically and cognitively. I was not close to my mom growing up, felt rather picked on continually for what none of us realized was Asperger's, never felt forgiven, and never really felt loved, although I'm sure she never meant for that to happen. When she started having strokes there were so many unfinished emotions that never got resolved, and despite the relief I felt that I no longer had to tolerate her unceasing judgement, years of taking care of her and watching her slowly spiral down were anguishing. I learned over that time that nothing means more to our lives on this planet than resolving our relationship issues before it's too late. There is just nothing else comparable to the real meaning of life that goes round and round your head, if you don't get those solved you feel like you failed somehow at why you were here. During her last couple of years I was seeing a psychologist for help with my Asperger's and social skills and whatnot, really eye opening stuff for me, and I began to realize and understand what it must have been like for *her* to raise a child like me. She's not a bad person, but without her own social safety net and support system, she was lost and flying blind, and made ever so many mistakes. My memories of my childhood are fairly tragic in places. By the time she reached her last summer, I was reaching a place where I could let all that go, where I wanted God to erase it all and just make it ok, because we really had made it through our stuff, and I no longer wanted or needed validation or recompense or some kind of understanding or forgiveness. I just loved her and wished I could go back in time and give her lots of hugs and tell her everything was going to be all right. And that is the magic. The last time I saw her awake and somewhat responsive, and I guess this sometimes happens when people with brain problems near death seem to snap back into momentary coherency, she suddenly locked eyes with me and grinned so big like she was not only glad to see me (that had never happened in my life), but like we had a big fun secret just between the two of us. And for the first time in my life, as well, especially with the Asperger's, I locked eyes right back at her and grinned right back, and every bit of it was "I love you, too", no hesitation, no baggage. That moment, as in a previous question further up, was PERFECT. And then I went home and bawled my eyes out, because one moment was all we got. She went blank and never looked at me again, and died a couple of months later.

    Who is the last person you pushed out of your life? Why?
    I'm not sure if it's so much push as flee. Maybe I push for a reason to be there, I find it so easy to just disappear from people. This has everything to do with when I disappeared off the internet.

    Do you have any life changing plans within the next 6 months?
    Yes.

    Do you have any awkward music downloaded on your ipod?
    It's not at all awkward that I don't own an ipod.

    How do you feel about the first person you kissed?
    I just discovered that the Priceline Negotiator isn't dead after all! I have a thing for William Shatner.


    What was the first thing you did on your birthday?
    Thanked God I made it this far.

    Has anyone left a lasting impression on you recently?
    The person I swiped this survey from. I don't have the heart to erase this. "Not really. Like am I supposed to hate Emily's twin? Because she dresses slutty? I don't hate her." It just cracks me up.

    As of right now, how do you feel about your future?
    Well, if Montgomery Ward can come back from epic fail, anything's possible. We got a little catalog in the mail this week.

    Who is the last person you ran into unexpectedly?
    Awkward run-ins are my forte. I have a knack for making them especially awkward because I don't mind public embarrassment and humiliation as much as other people do.

    Do you think your ex is over you?
    I never think about this kind of stuff.

    What kind of perfume do you wear?
    I'm allergic, wah.

    Is it expensive?
    And I'm allergic to everyone else wearing perfume. You guys suck.

    What was the last songs you sang out loud?


    Is sex something special, or just for fun?
    Everybody wants to know about my sex life, it just kills people that I won't say anything about how it all works for me. Kinda like when Vulcans go all pon farr, humans suddenly grow antennae and wanna watch.

    Are you too sensitive for your own good?
    The ironical bit is that, even though the Asperger's has my nervous system wired like I'm tripping through mine fields, I'm often maddeningly calloused and indifferent to other people's emotional needs and feelings.

     

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