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garnetdagger or me. My journal, my rules.

Who?
Me: azurelunatic. I also have other journals, but they aren't very active.

Mental: In short, we're weird.

Cast of Characters: What with the Friends List of Doom and all, it's a bit rough to keep track of everybody in my life. Here's a short run-down; I may refer the curious back to it from time to time.

Household: Residents of the apartment, known as the Temple. House Rules.
The Computers: No gamergeek household is complete without a discussion of the machines, who have personalities all their own.
Good Friends & Other close people: The people I try to keep in contact with, those outside the household and immediate family who get the most love, and the people who are around on a regular basis.
Co-Workers/Cow-Orkers: The people I interact with at work on a weekly basis.
Old Crew: People we used to know, or those who have drifted out of contact.
Assorted Families: Even though we're our own household now, we still have relatives.
School: These are the people I see, or used to see, from day to day at DeVry.
Neighbors: People who live near us.

Other than that, read the journal.

When?
My schedule


What?

Content: I mostly write about daily events and thoughts, with the random quiz tossed in.

Kinks: I have at least a passing interest in BDSM. For the convenience of my friends, the majority of these entries are filtered. To join this and my other opt-in filters, leave a comment here. I keep a log of Stuff at KittenHate, a site for tracking sex stats.

Faith: I'm some variety of eclectic technopagan type.


Where?
Past: From Alaska. Moved to Phoenix. Attending DeVry.

Present: I'm going to college, and I have great roommates. I also have an unrequited love and a Pretty. I live in templeravenmoon.

Future: Who the hell knows. Maybe moving to California.

Local Weather



Why?
I write. I've always written. This is just taking it to the logical next step -- a public forum with a diverse audience. If I didn't have an online journal, I'd be writing just as much, if not more, in a text file or paper journal.

How?
Good question. Our staff is working on it.


Contact
If you want to give me your phone number, I have a poll for that. I'm not always very social, and my hours are weird, but sometimes I will chat.


Huh?
FAQ

Tools & Toys:

My to-do list
The Insanity Hack -- now new and improved and actually there!
Joule, or, Who's Defriended Me Today?
Kelvin: friends-list analysis
LiveJournal Connect
My Last 50 Emotions
Birthdays
Amusing wastes of time

Current interests log, with links to past interests logs.

Previous version here; current log here

New Userinfo (probably minus updated links, those come next)

( This is the new, improved version, but it'll still have the old crudulous links, this is just so I can preview it... )

Via elance: the LJ Abuse Emergency Contact Information First Post program

Please post your full name, date of birth, full address, and telephone number (plus cell phone number, if you have one) to your journal, as the first chronological entry (backdated) in your journal, with Private security, and leave a note in your userinfo indicating that you've done so. The life you save may be your own. In the event of an emergency, LiveJournal administrators can view this information -- and please believe that it is only used in the event of an absolute emergency. But you'd be surprised how many of those there are on a service with four million users. And in an emergency situation, every second counts.

Yes, the Abuse team occasionally hears of users who plan to commit suicide, but there are other situations where having this information could possibly be of use to the police. There have been, for instance, phone posts that were interrupted by physical violence before, and other such situations. The Abuse team often gets reports of these things, and oftentimes, there is nothing we can do to help, because we can't find you.

Please take a moment of your time and make this post. Your privacy will never be violated except in absolute need, and though we hope it will never be necessary, it could prove to be very necessary indeed.

I've just now done this. In addition to the contact information, I also included the sorts of descriptive information that one would want to know for a missing persons report, some basic medical information that might be asked in an emergency situation (allergies, medical history, medications I'm on), and basic contact information for the people to contact if I am having a psychological or medical emergency.

I put this banner in my userinfo:

In an emergency situation, every second counts. I participate in the LJ Abuse Emergency Contact Information First Post program. Do you? The life you save may be your own.

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Late-night Lunatic

After caffiene, in hour 16 or so after waking up in the morning, the Lunatic's brain ceases to work entirely properly. The late-night depression kicks in, and the world seems colder and worse than it should be. Noise irritates; popular music sits like an itch in the brain that the brain must be closed off against.

Then I remembered: I need Baroque. My brain can follow the patterns around without getting jarred by things. It's when I'm so much not-here that a dischord can screw me up for half an hour...

Therefore: Bach.

I still need to pick up my bed and put it back together properly, and also make sure that the laundry is in the laundry basket. I'll put off the shower until morning, because there are bathroom rugs soaking in the bathtub. One of them had to be thrown out; I think it was pissed on a bit too much. They soaked with vinegar for some time, but that wasn't enough to get one denasted. So much to do...

It's going to be a busy few days off. I'll have to catch up on sleep sometime...

Woohoo, car!

As of 9-something this morning, I'm officially insured to drive Sis's car! This means I can go shopping at insane hours, or when she's doing other things. This means we're no longer strictly tied to her schedule; on my days off, if I have need of the car, I can drop her off at and pick her up from work.

(Marx doesn't have his license, yet, else he'd be given priority.)

Tactless Moments (unsent)

Dear Mama,

Sorry to hear that $FRIEND is making life so difficult for everyone around her. I'm even more sorry to hear that she's making $SEPARATED_HUSBAND_OF_FRIEND miserable. You don't have to like her if she's being a bitch, you know. There are limits, and I think she's passed them long ago. I thought she was a pain in the ass when we met her, I grudgingly started accepting her when $HUSBAND (who might as well be a family member) fell for her and married her, but my opinion really hasn't changed.

Love,
your clergy daughter who really ought not to be so snarky even when $FRIEND is being a bitch.