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He is behaving normally in every other aspect, Pearlie. But I will keep an eye on him, just in case.
I think he intended to go in the dirt, he just misjudged the size of the pot.
I need to catch him pawing in the dirt so I can mist him and teach him to stay away from the plants.
Dancing Fish, that is awful!
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At least he's acting normal other than that.Quote:
Originally Posted by Aysun_the_Mermaid
Thank you for the support to those that responded to my first post. Even though Steve had said countless times we did the right thing by not talking to her anymore there were times where I doubted the decision we made. Hearing other people say it helps give me some closure. :)
Birthing is all about the one doing the birthing, that is the ONLY person whose wishes matter.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hydra1337
I'm sorry your mom is being so difficult. While it's hard to cut someone off, you have your mental health and the mental health of your growing family to think of. Boundaries can be hard to erect and enforce but they are SO important.
Much love and congrats on your newb.
Update on the cat poop nonsense:
I think he was freaked out by my tail drying on the bathroom floor so he held it until he couldn't and then tried to go in the plant and missed while trying not to get pricked by the cactus.
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Totally unrelated bitch, I need to get this out of my system:
So, one person shared a picture on that trainwreck Mermaids Are The Best FB group, showing a hermit crab in a glass shell. And because one idiot shared it, now there's gonna be a dozen other idiots sharing the same thing to the group over and over again, and each one's gonna get a dozen comments from a dozen OTHER idiots being like "Omg I want one!" and "I'm gonna buy one for my hermit crab!!"
FUCKING. DON'T. THAT SHIT KILLS THESE CRABS, DIPSHITS.
It's stressful to the crab, causes damage to their abdomens, and can actually cause sunburns and drying out WHICH IS WHAT NATURAL SHELLS ARE DESIGNED TO FUCKING DO FOR THE CRABS IN THE FIRST PLACE. With a glass shell you are taking away their protection. It's torture, plain and simple.
And of course somebody had to comment with a link encouraging people to BUY the fucking things, so of COURSE crabs are going to end up seriously injured or killed because some idiot tween with no business caring for these babies wants their hermies to look ~*special*~
And guaranteed these are the same breed of idiots who think painted shells aren't poisonous to their crabs and only have like an inch of substrate in a bare-ass glass tank.
[PTERODACTYL SCREECH OF RAGE]
Went to work at 9am, my coworker asked me to start cleaning one of the fitting rooms. When I bent down I pulled something in my lower back, I haven't been able to bend or hardly move, only stand straight. I can finally feel the ibuprofen kicking in a little bit.
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To be fair I was not encouraging people to buy them, only to look at a larger gallery of images. When I looked at articles about glass shells at Deep Sea News and the Hermit Crab Association I saw no mention of detrimental effects. Perhaps a study should be undertaken to educate people as to the effects of a non-natural shell. Granted, hermit crabs in the wild will move into all manner of man-made debris if only for a short while until they outgrow their new home.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tieri
Welp. One of my favorite lions at a completely different facility passed today. I know it was her time, but I'm still incredibly upset. I never did get to meet her.
Another reminder that this thread is for non mer related venting. Mermaid stuff goes here: http://mernetwork.com/index/showthread.php?1679 I've moved over the recent mer related posts to there.
Aw Mystery I'm sorry :( Maybe you can go cheer yourself up by playing with the funky pancake lizards? :hug:
OMG. So I got in a car accident about half a year ago. I'm alright but my back is out of wack. After a lot of physio and a bunch of massages and stuff it's finally starting to heal.
About 3 months ago I moved back in with my mom leaving my dad. She had been pushing and pushing a pushing until I finally did. The rule growing up was when you are in school you don't have to pay rent but once your out of school rent is expected.
Before I moved in I told my mom I wouldn't be able to pay rent because of all the appointments I have to pay for until the insurance company reimburses me.
Now that I'm slowly getting better I have less appointments and and I'm working more so a bit of money is coming in. Now I'm trying to pay off all my credit cards and I still don't have a cent to my name.
My dad helps out a bit if I need something he will help pay for it so I found this sweater online and asked my dad to pay for it.
Now my mom is bitching at me telling me I have to pay for wifi because we only got unlimited because I was moving in. ( I have 2 sisters that already live there plus my moms boyfriends kids that come once in a while) and she wants me to pay for the unlimited. She saw the package holding the sweater and again bitched at me for being able to afford stuff for me but I won't help out with the house funds.
I moved in expecting to pay rent once I got the settlement but now 3 months in and after the gunny moon stage she's wanting me to pay for wifi. Just makes me so angry
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WARNING this is a RANT foul language ahead.
A few weeks ago I was told by a good friend ( nameless ) that during Merfest of 2014 that somebody had tried to get me kicked out by telling a very vicious an mean lie. It was on a bus trip to the aquarium. An I know who said it an I don't give a fuck about your problems that you have. You are a very mean an nasty Mer an you should not even be wearing a tail because you do not represent what a mer stands for. An all you feel is just for yourself an don't give 2 shits for anybody else. I swear that if this happens again I will sue for defamation of character an I will own your ass. I am not saying any names but the person will know who I am talking about. If you have an fucking thing to say to me it better be an apology. Enough said.
^ I think that goes in the Drama bubble thread...
And BeMyHero, I am sorry to hear that. That must be frustrating. Is there any way you can change your living situation?
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That really sucks...I know how you feel about the bills. When Steve and I first moved in with my mother a few months ago we werent supposed to pay anything but we had to help around the house. We were fine with that because in our situation it was the right thing to do for living there for free (mom handled all bills, food, etc) and we couldn't live in the same house as my mother (who is legally blind but could see enough to live alone with no assistance for almost dive years) and not help out. The longer we lived there the more she guilt tripped us into paying her bills.Quote:
Originally Posted by BeMyHero
Normally there is not a problem with helping out with bills. In this situation we had some issues. She thought spending over $200 in PBS donations and on top of that going to the beach with my teenage brother (which definitely cost her over $100 for transport, food, etc) was more important than paying bills that would have been covered if she hadn't spent that money.
I love my mother and understand that she's handicapped but there are definitely times she uses her disability to her advantage. She had me (days away from delivery) running around the house doing chores working me until my legs were about to give out.
From there it snowballed into what I previously ranted about. Getting that out feels a lot better. Sorry for the long post.
I will tomorrow if I'm training on them! hopefully they don't whip me with their tailQuote:
Originally Posted by Kalani
Thanks. I just got home from work and my mom pulled me in her room. She told me she was upset cause my room is a mess. Yes there are some clothes on the ground and yes there are some empty pop cans. So I was like whatever. But when she kept going on I started to get upset. Like let me go and clean it then.
Finally she was like you look upset, so I told her. The clothes were in the hamper but I had to grab some pants out from near the bottom. So I was in a rush to get to work. It's an easy fix.
The cans though. My mom has this big thing about weight and she hates that I drink pop. Which is ridiculous because she buys my sisters cookies all the time. But when she kept going I told her. I'm not putting the cans in the recycle because I'm just gonna get in trouble for it later. I can't win. Then she started getting angry telling me I was just trying to start a fight.
I want to move back into my dads place, I think he would take be back but I have some arguments with him as well.
I was saving up for my own place to rent from but now all my money is gone.
Again I'm sure my dad would take me back but then my mom would say "your running away from your problems"
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Oh Hero. :(
*hugs*
Ok, I know I've only been engaged two weeks, but if ONE MORE PERSON at work asks me when the GOD DAMNED WEDDING is I will THROW THEM OUT A WINDOW.
I don't know when the date is! My fiancee lives in a different city and we have opposite work schedules! NOTHING IS PLANNED YET, STOP ASKING!!!
Aww I'm sorry to hear that, but congratulations!!!!
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And thanks Selkie <3 hugs are awesome!
Just want to vent. Again.
I am quitting my job. Been working there for like 4 days and I am preparing to call in today and tell my boss its not working for me. I have never done anything like this but I just can't.
I feel so shitty. I was telling my mother that I wanted to quit a few days ago and she gave me a whole "You are 21. You are not a quitter. Just do it." speech but she doesn't really understand. I hate everything about this place. I know they talk about me behind my back and in their language, and yesterday it was confirmed to me when one of the other workers told me what the boss was saying about me and worst was that she told me out loud in front of other customers and employees. I felt so freaking embarrassed it took everything in me not to cry for the rest of the day. She didn't mean any harm by it, I know she was trying to help, but still.
Anyway, its too much responsibility because I work my shifts alone even though I just started, no one is trying to teach me how to do things properly and when I ask they act as if I am being annoying but then get upset when I don't know how to do something or when I do it wrong. I literally don't know what i am doing there. People talk about me behind my back. And just all around this isn't a good atmosphere for me.
I keep beating myself over it because I do feel like I'm a quitter. But I can't put up with this for a min wage job.
And this is reason #326682086420 why I should have majored in something that would pay bills instead of something I enjoyed. I'd probably have a better chance at getting a good job by now (yeah, I know I'm still young and I'm not even done with college but I keep thinking I have wasted most of my time for nothing)
:/ never in my life have I contemplated being a male stripper so much (I'm partly kidding...but hey.... xD) Too bad I don't have the face, body, or moves for it, eh. But yeah, I really want to get back out there on the employment scene but it's so hard. And I hate feeling like I'm a burden for my mother (I know I am not but I like being independent and having my own money). *sigh* Life, am I right?
its frustrating…I have so much to look forward to towards the end of the month (mer-mania and christmas)…and right now I don’t care about life
So wait it out. You said yourself you have things to look forward to. It's more than some of us have.
Pearlie's words ring true!! Don't worry, I've found that time passes faster than you think it does, the good things will arrive in no time! Do something that hypes you for those events, go Christmas shopping, or find some cool stuff for mer-mania!! Or look at stupid stuff on the internet, that always cheers me up :)
Also, some small bitching, my previously mentioned boyfriend [I guess he's my ex now] is being a little frustrating. He said himself that he wanted to be friends, but now doesn't talk to me unless I talk to him. He's being super awkward and quiet and it's freaking me out.
For anyone curious, I got my Nexplanon removed! (This is a great thing, but I figured I'd post it here considering this is where I brought it up originally.) I'm already seeing improvements and it's only been two days. Thank you to everyone who posted kind words for me the other day. C:
This probably has nothing to do with what everybody is talking about but can we talk about Stereotypes for a minute?
Now I'm Australia, born and breed and from Victoria.
I've been asked so many times why I'm not blond. Like "Hey, you're Australian, Tan and Female, why don't you have blond hair?" or something a long those lines.
Or if I'm *insert any nationality apart from Australian* based on the fact I don't sound like somebody from the Gold Coast and more of a weird mix between British, Greek, Japanese and with a twang from the "Australian accent" which if you grew up near Melbourne or Adelaide you would have a version of!
Don't even get me started on BBQs and shrimps.
Do any of my other Australian Mers gotten things like this from people from other countries or is it just me?
I've never had anyone ask me why I'm not blonde... then again I'm a bit pudgy and not tan enough to fit the aussie beach babe stereo type, and I know sometimes my accent gets a bit americanish (I watch too much YouTube and tv) so I guess that's it.
Side note are you living on the Gold Coast? Cause if so they yey more south east Queensland mers!
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I think you'll find that people from everywhere get those questions from people NOT from there, or it's just questions because people have a preconceived idea of who and what you are supposed to be and it freaks them out when you're not.
This is a list of actual questions I've gotten from people (not mers, just people)
"Why don't you say 'like' all the time?" <--white,blue eyed so obviously a Valley Girl
"Why are you not tan?" <--California
"Do you surf? Why not?" <--again, California
"Why are you not gay?" <-- born and raised in San Francisco
"Why don't you smoke pot?" <-- went to Humboldt State University
"Where's your accent" <-- Scots/Irish, apparently we get the accent in a care package or something
"Why don't you like Patchouli?" <--... I don't even know about this one
Sounds familiar. When I moved to Washington state from Texas, I got many strange questions as well.
Why don't you wear a cowboy hat?
Them: I thought people from Texas had an accent like this. (makes bad doc holiday impersonation)
Them: Did you have to sell your horse before you moved? Me: No, never owned a horse
Them: Can you teach me to line dance? Me: No on multiple levels. Don't dance and don't like country music.
I could go on but .... yeah I get how you feel.
@ Chatfish, what Pearlie said. You have something to look forward too, focus on that instead of all the negative. I know it's hard to do, personally I've had problems focusing on anything positive with my recent job loss. Just take it a day at a time, you'll get through this. You've made it this far!
@ Lorelei, congrats!
On the subject of stereotypes, people assume I live in London. Cause all Brits live in London. *nods*
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So I just got off the phone with my mom. She's on her way to my dad's house three towns over, because somehow my little sister showed up there so fucked up on cocaine that she can't speak coherently or eat anything.
Assuming she doesn't wind up in the hospital (or the morgue, if I could get my hands on the little shit myself), she'll be shipped off to a detox clinic tonight.
The worst part? None of us are surprised. At all.
We caught her back in February, she was put on lockdown at Dad's house for a week. Given a huge goddamn reality check. Since then she'd acted like she'd smartened up. Over the last ten months I'd been checking up on her, seeing how she was doing. She'd convinced me she was off it, that she was in a much better place in her life. And from the way things were going with her political job, her overall moods... I gave her the benefit of a doubt. I trusted her.
And this shit is exactly why I just don't trust people anymore.
I was gonna give her a variety basket of homemade fudge for Christmas. I bought eleven pounds of the best goddamn raw chocolate on the island.
She'll be lucky she doesn't just get it all shoved up her asshole and a boot to the face for Christmas. Fuck's sake.
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That's horrible. I feel for you and your family. One of my exes used to be brilliant and incredibly smart and just an extremely kind guy. I last saw him around July 4th of this year. Since then his entire mental health has deteriorated due to drugs. In just a few short months he went from being a really kind and patient person to someone who makes incoherent statements, doesn't follow logic, thinks he himself has the answers to the universe and humanity's race problems, and genuinely wants to see more people "exterminated" because none of us are following the divine path. It's scary.
Oh Tieri. I'm so sorry.. addiction is so hard, amd it just leads to lying about how you're okay. Just general betrayal to the nth degree on all levels. Sending warm wishes to you and your sister.
Don't feel an ounce of guilt over believing your sister, Tieri, addicts are accomplished liars. They can and will say anything/do anything in order to feed the most important thing in their life (to them) which is the acquiring and using of whatever drug they are in a relationship with.
Take that wonderful chocolate and make the best damn fudgey fudge and share it with people in your life who make you smile
Addiction is insidious and chances are your sister feels at least as bad for not being able to control her addiction as you do feeling betrayed. You can choose to write her off and let her try and deal with it on her own or you can try and help her overcome her addiction. Speak with someone at AA or Narcotics Anonymous and see if they can advise you on how to deal with this.
so we were supposed to have a nice night at the little mermaid but as soon as I leave my room my mom starts bitching. http://images.tapatalk-cdn.com/15/12...aa1ff2d076.jpg I wear my adorable jewelry from my secret Santa out into the living room and she starts going at me. "you look like you're 12" "you look like a little girl" So I take it off and she starts bitching at me to put it back on but I'll still look twelve. now we're on the car and she's bitching at me for not eating much today. she probably hasn't eaten anything either but do I scream at her? no. She's bitching at me for not finishing my homework and not being done studying for finals but she wasn't home to wake me up or feed me so whose fucking fault is that? I'm so sick of her.
Well, in her defense, Mystery, you're getting older. You need to be able to autonomously wake up, do your work, and take care of yourself.
My mom and I have this fight a lot because she worries about me, my health, and my ability to take care of myself when I fly the nest this fall.
And I have a job, know how to cook, love vegetables, cook them too, eat regularly, continually dress like I'm twenty five, continually talk like I'm twenty five (if not forty), etc.
It's her job to bitch.
I get what you're saying but they left me home alone knowing that because I also have a sleeping disorder I don't wake up early, and then having an eating disorder on top of that they should know that I don't get up to eat. I just don't, and it's not something I control. I did do most of my work, but again I have multiple learning disabilities, and didn't finish everything. I'm not trying to blame everything on mental illness, but it's there, and when they leave me alone I'm not in the right place to function completely. They know this.
Sounds like your Mum is trying to live her life through you.