*snort*

[ratherastory]

I am *thisclose* to abandoning ff.net entirely. It's one thing to have people tell me I don't know what I'm doing, or to miss the point of a fic. It's another thing entirely to be accused of plagiarism, especially when the person won't even have the decency to leave a reply link.

On the plus side, they accused me of plagiarizing wave_obscura, or at least of copying her writing style, so I guess I'm in good company.

Still, there is very little that is designed to make me see red that fast.

I'd probably be less cranky if I hadn't had a migraine since yesterday (seriously, I've had more in the past few months than in the last three years combined, it's getting annoying).

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[sweetsyren.livejournal.com]

*hugs back*

I wish they'd get behind me! But i'll take them over more frequent occurances.

Good! Yay medicine!

It never occurred to me that what I was experiencing wasn't normal.

Yes exactly. I didn't realise that it was strange until I told my mum and dad about it. But my mum thought I was making it up when I told them I couldn't see their faces (I get white sparkly blotches in the centre of my field of vision. Makes everyone faceless.) and didn't think I needed anything special other than ibuprofen for the pain. Then a nurse caught me in the middle of one at school and had a very stern word with her. Heh. That nurse was awesome.

Oh booo... how much have you to go, love?

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

My mother figured out something was wrong when she found me curled in a little ball in a corner of the hallway, clutching my head with both arms and rocking. I have no idea how terrified she was, but I'm guessing it wasn't a fun experience for her.

I get fun technicolour spots and something like the white snow on TV when the channel goes staticky.

The floor guy is coming today, and they should be finishing up the walls tomorrow. After that, the only thing that's left is painting, and then we're done. God.

[sweetsyren.livejournal.com]

No your mum must have been frightened half to death! I don't know how mum missed it with me. I was pretty good at dealing with the pain quietly though so perhaps I just hid it better. (Messy divorce = kids learn to shut up or get caught in the line of fire.)

Ooh at least you get something pretty to look at! I just get weird no-face monsters. lol Although perhaps that explains my ability to deal with horror movie monsters... *ponders*

Blimey that's taken a while hasn't it? Bless your cottons. You must be relieved it's coming to an end.

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that one was pretty bad. I still remember it now, twenty-three-odd years later.

Man, I'm sorry it took four years for you to get proper treatment. That must have sucked.


And yes, I am SO glad it's coming to an end. Eesh.

[sweetsyren.livejournal.com]

Nasty business, sweetie.

Pretty sucky years all round to be honest love, but luckily kids are pretty resiliant. I don't even twitch that much anymore ;P

I'm dreading starting proper work on my house. It's going to be a proper nightmare. Especially because the list is so bloody long, you know?

[ratherastory.livejournal.com]

*squishy hugs all around*