Tag: irritated

flickr, venting

only friends and or family can see this photo

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Well, I finally had enough of my photos on flickr being stalked by pervs and favorited like crazy be people that had no identifiable profile, so I had to make my entire flickr account friends and family only (this sucks, because I noticed that my William Fitzsimmons photos from the previous post no longer show up… bummer). I don’t know how long I will keep it that way, nor do I know if I will “unlock” some of my photos for mass internet consumption once again, but I had just had enough. I literally get tons of favorites, and the mass adding of some specific photos to galleries; something that you cannot control other than to simply delete them yourself. I guess I’d had enough.

The tattoo pictures specifically got a lot of action. See, I am happy that people enjoyed my pictures of mine and James’ tattoos, but NO I don’t want it to be inspiration for YOUR next tattoo. I don’t want emails asking me if you can copy the design, and no I don’t want you to favorite pictures of me with my shirt off showing my tattoo when we aren’t even friends, and you have no pictures/profile to speak of. Also, pictures of feet, a picture of a woman in a thong that I had to delete, and things I was scratching my head wondering why so many people were favoriting that photo meant I am done with this bullshit.

Perhaps I am being harsh, but I freaking pay for flickr, and I think it is a shame that anyone can just sign up for an account, and can turn a fun photo sharing experience into something weird and pervy; so I did what I could to stop it from pissing me off further. If you want to be a friend of mine on flickr, add me, and I may add you back; but I am turning into one of those bitchy people that state they will only add friends that have an active profile, profile picture, and actual photos to share on their profile pages.

Sorry, but thems the ropes, folks. No more mister free balling, let photos fly in the wind flickr guy over here. After thinking about it while writing this, I may make some picture public and others private (and yes, I know nothing is truly private on the internet, but at least it isn’t being waived around in my face for crying out loud, and on a site I pay for), but we’ll have to determine them on a photo by photo basis. It sucks, but hey, you gotta do what you gotta do.

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delays and cancellations

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First of all, our trip was amazing. We saw so much, and did even more.

However, it was almost ruined by the 11 hours of delays and cancellations we endured today as a result of a thunderstorm in ATL. We got to the airport around 1, and didn’t take off until after 11. Then, upon arrival in Atlanta, we had to wait almost an hour in a line for a cab, because the city’s “amazingly” “efficient” and “effective” transit system closed down at least an hour before we touched down.

Needless to say, I have had a bad day, but I am glad to be home (albeit, at 3:05 am). Details on the trip to follow. I promise.

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“family” woe and health concerns

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Yesterday I got a call that NO ONE wants to get: my Grandma is in the hospital. I had spoken to her earlier in the week, and knew that she was having some adverse reactions to a new blood pressure medication, but I didn’t realize it was bad enough for her to need emergency transport and a hospital stay. I just talked with her, and she is feeling really good (other than having to deal with freezing hospital temperatures, and long wait times), and apparently, all of her tests are coming back normal. Whew. That makes me feel good to know that she is doing well, and it is probably that medication, as we were talking about the other day. Now, she can get a new medication (and a new doctor, IMHO), and hopefully, get back to feeling right as rain soon.

UPDATE: I just got the news that she is about to go home. YAY! I just hope that she is feeling good ASAP.

As I desperately tried to get in touch with someone who would have information after my cousin called me with that news last night (who totally came through for me, and has always been there amazingly… thanks cuz!), I was troubled that I hadn’t heard anything, and couldn’t get any information from the hospital as to her condition. After several phone calls, I finally got to talk with my Grandma around 9:30, only to find out that she was at the hospital by herself.

As of this moment, I haven’t heard a single word from either of my parents. What the fuck? As those of you that have read this blog may know, I clearly have family woes when it comes to my parents, but this just reinforces something frighteningly clear to me: the distance between us is not only geographical, and it doesn’t only apply to me. I was so angry when I talked with my Grandma, and found out that my sister’s husband was one of the people that came in the ambulance that brought my Grandma to the hospital. I was angry, because that means that not only do my parents have to know that she is in the hospital, that they neither saw it important enough to check in on her, nor alert me to her being there in the first place… and they wonder why I am “so distant”.

Care or don’t care, that is up to you, but it is glaringly clear to me what is truly important in the minds of some of my family members, and it truly makes me sad. I also wish that whole “why don’t you ever visit” mind game would stop; you KNOW why. I wish things could be different, but apparently, they are not going to get any better, and I have to deal with that. I have to deal with it, because they aren’t going to. I just hope my Grandma knows that I care, and that I am here for her; she is one of the only people that has consistently been there for me in return, and in my “family”, that is a very, very rare thing.