OMG Sleep!

I have been a bad, bad girl! I should be in bed…well, I am on bed but I should be sleeping!

I have been staying up way too late these days. So, post in mind for tonight…tomorrow?

For now, I should just turn the damn computer off, try and turn my mind off *laughing* and yes, go to sleep.

I have been terribly neglectful of all things I should be doing so I promise I will make a concerted effort tomorrow. Is that a promise to you guys or to me? Both?

Ah, feck it.

Nighty nighty. *sigh*

*PA rolls eyes*

More Blogging Scoopery

I really didn’t know how to title this. Honestly. I made a post recently about a couple of “larger” sites that had “picked me up.” If you didn’t read it, one I found by a referral and one contacted me. I linked to both in the post. I also made a statement that I would not “endorse” such sites, as I felt people should find resources they felt suitable that could help them in their own way; to their own benefit. Who am I to say that: “This is a site for you to view!” I am not qualified to make such statements.

Which leads me to my first point, perhaps the most obvious. If you haven’t noticed yet, there is a new widget on my left sidebar. I needed to put the widget on my blog for the RSS. I was contacted by these folks and they weren’t like the other larger sites with all the M.D.s, Ph.D’s and all of that.

No. This was… Well, I don’t want to call it a “novel” site. Considering they chose to make me a feature blogger I do not wish to diminish them. However, it is not a medical/health/etc… type of site.

As per what I wrote above regarding the widget, it’s a free space to hang out and be anonymous like me and spill your guts. Which ain’t so bad. That’s what I do.

So there are “regular” bloggers and then there are others like me that are classified under “Related Blogs.” These are the ones that are chosen by these cats that run the place.

The navigation is kind of hither and yon but I’m not expert…this is all a bit redundant anyway. I mean, if you’ve found me then you really don’t need to go there to find me. I just wanted to again… say, WTF about how I am spread all around the blogosphere. I am wee and nuffink. And yes, in case you were wondering about the widget.

Also…it’s all about Depression. I should ask them about my comorbidities, don’t you think? I have a lot going on in my head. I’m not just depressed. I mean, I’m “multi-spastic!” Maybe some or their readers could benefit from that?

As far as the other, this has got me scratching my head, big time. I have no clue who these guys are but it’s almost verbatim to the mentalhelp.net No, I’m not kidding. Right down to the business about my “mature language and not being suitable…” Fair enough…blogroll me with a caveat but I’m still not going to FUCKING censor myself. *laughing*

This site is Devereux. I can honestly say I have no idea what they are about. Really. They seem to advocate for children. Or young adults. Okay, that’s cool. I can relate to anyone. I don’t care if you’re four or 80. Still, I was very surprised to find myself here. I am on the ADHD and Bipolar blog page.

So…

Uh…

And there is one more still in the works. I’m still in contact with the M.D. and they’re supposedly launching in a month.

WTF?

I am not this important.

I Still Can’t Stand Myself

Apart from my bloody Kuntitude, I am going berserk and mad as “Fix Me Up” mentioned a place where I can get free business cards.  That is a very good thing.  Especially since I believe I will be attending a rather…well VERY large, publicity…no, it’s a huge media related event.  Hey…it’s fucking on television.  I still have to check with the person who got the tix/passes but I’m sure we’re going.  We talked about it and yes…great “Networking” opportunity? So, I’m trying to get these damn business cards designed but they’re all fucked because they have a traditional “design.”

Erm…  Hi, I’m unemployed.  So…well, I need to come up with something for the “white space.”  Along with everything else that I need to do.

At least tomorrow’s session is in the afternoon? It doesn’t mean that I still can’t show up in the morning.  So I’m trying to be all wordsmithy and wordcrafty to do something to…catch peoples’ attention? But not make me sound like a total, fucking dork.

I’m out and at 6% battery.  Sorry to the lovely commenter that came in to the post from waaaay back.  I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.  I really liked your comment and yes…will definitely respond.  For sure, I have some things to say.

I just have to get this out right now as my brain is…argh…

I don’t want to keep complaining.  All I am writing about is my fucking job search bullshit.

I should link to one blogger in one of the most recent comments but another site run by M.D.s wants to link to me as a blogger!

Whee! Gee, if I could only make a living like this, eh? So far, this is number three…that I know of?

Some Interesting Linkage and Emailage of Late

I’ve always said it never ceases to amaze me where I show up on peoples’ blogrolls. Most of the time, I just find out by accident. Occasionally, someone may leave a comment on my blog to let me know. Less so the case, they may email me and let me know. Even less so the case, I may find out from a referral via my stats.

I am always very flattered when someone blogrolls me. I never say no! I find it most flattering that anyone reads me! 99.9% of the time, I feel this blog is tripe anyway.

I suppose I shall start with this one. I found it via my referrals. And by the way, I always try to swing by my referrals and commenters if they have a blog; take a look to see what they have to say, what they are all about. But these days especially (and even since starting Blog365) I am left with little time. That does not mean that any non-reciprocity is intended. Even with regular folks I know! Also, blogrolls can be…well, personal things. Some people blogroll everyone they can find, know etc… some are more particular. I still haven’t figured out how I decide whom to blogroll. Good grief, my blog itself is still a bloody mystery to me and I am it’s damn author!

So, this place somehow found me: it’s an AD(H)D site called ADDitude. Okay. They have a lot of blogs. And well…erm…a lot of stuff? They did not email me. It is run my a couple of folks with Degrees and some other people as well.

This place found me too and I have to admit, it was a bit of a shocker. It’s…”larger?” It’s run by a lot of M.D.’s, Therapists etc… It is mentalhelp.net.

I had to do some legal checking as in their “License” Section within their Terms of Use Policy they had some information about Third Party Content that I wanted to confirm. The first site’s Terms of Use Policy was fine. The reason for both is they do make a profit from things on their sites. However, the latter’s policy stated things in a more detailed way (and amongst other things than profit) should it affect my blog–not good.

I had expected that my blog as Third Party Content would not fall under these terms as it was an external link. I was correct.

However, the latter is, again, a lot larger and has fewer blogs. I am under the ADHD section and the Bipolar section. They also mentioned I had mature language and may not be suitable for some readers. That made me giggle a little but well, it is true. That also told me that they may have done a fair bit of checking and reading of my blog? Or perhaps not. I am trying to think of how much I use profanity. Maybe a lot? *laughing*

Since the latter emailed me, it was more formal and also because it was larger, it may indeed act more as a Corporation. I do not know. They did suggest a reciprocal link but it was up to my choosing. Indeed, this is proper protocol.

Now, I don’t link to any sort of “Self Help,” “Support” or Resource blogs/sites in my blogroll, whether they are run by a group of people who share something in common who are all there to mutually hash it out or ones run by professionals. There are too many out there. I do not feel that I am qualified to make a suitable critique or even “judgment” as to whether they will help people or not. We are all different and I think people should be able to seek out sites of this nature that will help them on their own. And certainly with the more “professionally” run sites, not being a professional I feel even less qualified to review the content. This is just my perspective on the matter.

Nonetheless, I suppose I have given some reciprocity here within my post, simply because it is relevant to the content of my post. And, indeed, I am flattered or should be due to the size of these sites? I will say I was certainly given lots of flattery from mentalhelp.net in the email they sent to me! Not to mention they were very prompt in answering my questions about the legal issues.

Also, these are not “Sploggers” which seem to be increasing in my world as well. If you are not familiar with the term, they are these bizarre “poachers” that pick up on your posts and link to them for no apparent reason–well, perhaps profit but I will get to that. Many times your post isn’t even relevant to anything else on their blog! There is no information about who runs it and if anything, they may try and pick up revenue by Google Ads but that is a very difficult thing to do. You get peanuts for your click-throughs unless you are a massive site with lots of traffic.

Fuck me. My Sploggers now are not even referring to me as “PA” or “Patient Anonymous” anymore! I’m getting called some name that may not even be a word or “Penis,” “Dick Head…” something like that so perhaps the Sploggers are becoming more sneaky in trying to obtain more “peanuts” for people searching dirty words. Which really makes no sense because if you were to Google something like “Penis” or Dick Head,” you’d get 1,000,000,000 results!

There is a way of reporting them although no one seems to care. Perhaps I should start “signing the petition” as well now?

So, continuing on with people finding me such as these larger sites and also, a woman who wrote a book that was praised by celebrities and wants me to review her blog also! Not that I am tooting my own horn, believe me. I am just saying that this is freaky. Let’s move on to the emails.

When I started this blog, I received a request from some stranger to write about a genetic link re: the Autistic Spectrum. Well, I read the material and again, I am not qualified to take a stance on this! Not to mention, nothing has been proven; this was a hypothesis based upon research but still…I simply tossed up the link and said: “Discuss.” I have my own feelings on the matter but I certainly wasn’t going to say “yay” or “nay” on what was given to me.

Not long ago, I received an email from a Book Publisher wanting me to…well, not so much “review” a book but look at as much information as I could and basically “promote” it on my blog. Erm…okay. Now how did this person find me? I was curious and asked another popular blogger if they received the same email. Nope. I wondered if it was some kind of, “find every mental case blogger and send it out!” situation. I have no clue. I still have the email. I am really not in the business of promoting things on my blog. I don’t “endorse” things. Who am I to judge?! However, I researched and it was all legitimate. I am rather afraid to do it. If I do, it may very well open the floodgates, don’t you think?

Now, what I received last night just about made me fall over in a paroxysm of sheer hilarity and uncontrollable laughter. I received an email about how wonderfully I write, my blog is great etc…

…and would I review…

some type of a pair of glasses!!!

And also provide a link to their site.

I’m sorry. Wha…?

I won’t even proceed further to the blogger that is regularly sending me articles regarding his stance on being anti-med and anti-psychiatry. I do believe in freedom of speech to the core but I’m not going to link to him or blog about that!

I know this is long. I hope you got through it all but I just had to share it. My blogging life just seems to be getting more and more bizarre these days.

Things To Do

So I got up today and said, “To hell with it. You’ve got to start making some kind of list or something…whatever.” This is in no particular order, of course. I don’t know if it’s in any order. Some of it may completely make no sense but still, they may be at least “options?” Or something? God, I wish ex-partner was still around. She was always so good at organising me.

And for shits and giggles, I’ve turned on the “Possibly Related Posts” thingie or whatever as I want to see how that is…ahem…progressing. No doubt with this list if it’s still all wacky and FUBAR there might be some, shall we say, “interesting” results? When I just turned it on now, I could only see it activate for my…wait a minute…

It’s quite random. Perhaps as much as the list you are about to read? Links are not showing up for all of my posts, some of the links are merely links to my older posts (I don’t give a shit about that–read my archives all you want) but some are to–yes, of course–totally unrelated blogs/posts! Actually, one was a mental health blog. Okay. Fine. Of the few that I checked, only two had the “thingie” turned on. Or at least for the post that had the link on my blog?

Forget it. They are totally UNrelated… I couldn’t for the life of me think why the people would come here. Or others from there to here. Or from Pluto to my blog. Vulcan, yes. My home planet does come and visit me but these other “random” bloggers? And…ugh…I’ve gone over this…why the hell would I send people there! I do not have the time to check them out, read them as it looks like I am basically “endorsing” them. At least to a new reader? Someone who doesn’t know from WP or a blogger not using WP?!?!?!

Oh, feck it. My blood is starting to boil all over about this business again. As some people have said on the WP fora, perhaps a way to see the Possibly Related Links beforehand and then decide? Still, isn’t that a lot of work to check out the other person’s blog? I don’t care if there are links back to MY posts but it’s just so…GRRR!

Okay, this is going to be a loooong post with My List:

Things To Do

  1. Kill the dog upstairs who is barking incessantly. No! I love animals! Kill the contractors working on the house next door who is making the dog bark incessantly.
  2. Buy an XL package of Depends™ as I almost lost something tremendously valuable today. Let’s hear it for the good ol’ ADD! And that would be an XL package. I would need size XS.
  3. And speaking of pooping my pants (okay, which I am not doing…) Laundry. Which I am doing.
  4. Clean my flat (an ongoing “until hell freezes over” task.)
  5. Keep eating (also an ongoing “until hell freezes over” task.)
  6. Sort through my email. Oh…I am petrified daily to log on to my accounts due to the volume of items from work. How does one accumulate so much?! Well, from not owning a home computer for years! One could not afford one. One could only afford baby MacBook v.1 just recently. Then, it got destroyed and one had to buy baby MacBook v.2
  7. Drink lots of tea. Wait, I already do that. Does that still count? Sure, why not.
  8. Sort out my closet and find old clothes to donate to Goodwill or some other place in preparation for new “femme” clothes or other ones that will fit me.
  9. Get a haircut in preparation for interviews–or sooner? *shrug*
  10. Go shopping for clothes. Hmmm… I can not stand shopping. Bring someone along with? Filmmaker? She’s good with clothes but a bit bonkers and might drive me crazy. Our tastes might be different too. Ex-partner? I think she despises shopping but maybe not to the same degree as I do? Plus, I have a couple of ideas where to start. Perhaps drag someone else out along when getting desperate.
  11. Mail some financial blahbbity-blah form that should have been done months and months ago. At least my taxes are done…
  12. Ah, yes…clothes. Wear my scrubs a lot. I am today. They make me happy.
  13. When I go see gastro man for my next appt., ask him for a pair of his as he said he would give me some since I am such a Scrubs Slut.
  14. Say “Scrubs Slut” in an evil voice over and over again as it sounds like “Redrum” from ‘The Shining.’
  15. Try to remember to work very hard on my Dysgraphia in preparation for any work forms that need to be filled out (note: mine is basically the “Dyslexic” form although I am not Dyslexic–I just screw it all up, get this and that bass-ackwards, it’s messy if I’m under pressure…) It’s common in people with Tourette’s, AD(H)D and those on the Autistic Spectrum.
  16. Unpack work items…ugh.
  17. Update resume…ugh.
  18. Find some placement agencies/headhunters (now, that makes my head ache.)
  19. Stop drinking (oh…just a bit…?) *PA makes unimpressed face*
  20. I found some weird courses offered up in a local rag…check them out (and subsequently find they are all inappropriate?)
  21. People have suggested some job prospects. Check them out, what else is on the market and then sink further into depression?
  22. Email and/or call outstanding people to tell them WTF is going on.
  23. Totally tweak my iTunes library as a lot of stuff stinks and some more things can be added? That’s way overdue.
  24. Reinstall some software that I didn’t do right the first time. That’s way, way overdue.
  25. Call P. I met from hospital as he suggested we get together last weekend. He never called me. He hasn’t been well as (well…he told me) but we always play telephone tag and when there is a long time in between, it’s usually because one of us is having some kind of hard time.
  26. I found a T-shirt design contest, however, see above software install issue. I have absolutely no design skills anyway but maybe I can come up with something crap and because it’s crap, it will win. This is because a “Crap Is In” motto is behind the whole thing…in their heads…so that’s the ploy and it will sell.
  27. Wash my sheets and fix my bed. Or beat my own record in my own “Nutcase Bed Poll” on my sidebar. Honestly, I think I’ve already beaten my own record.
  28. Blow everything in my bank account, renounce all worldly possessions, run away to some small, foreign country and meditate atop a mountain for the rest of my life.
  29. Think of things I can sell in my flat to make some money.
  30. Take up my mother’s offer stay at her place, promptly buy a gun and then shoot myself before actually moving in.
  31. Tell Escher to “Piss off!” as he is continually calling me. Sometimes he leaves messages and sometimes he doesn’t. When he does, he always says, “You don’t have to call me back or anything…” He drives me nuts with his Passive-aggressive bullshit. Even if he doesn’t know he’s doing it. Not to mention, my life is hell right now. So is his but other people are giving me space. Just because he has this “pie in the sky, we are cosmic-meant-to-be-in-this-world-together-idea,” we are not joined at the hip. Nor are we “partners” as much as he might like us to be. I am sorry. I am gay; you are a man. /Escher rant
  32. Keep taking my Valium/Diazepam.

I know. Quite a list and I’m sure it’s not all encompassing *wry grin*

Very Tired And Knickers In A Knot About WP

As some of you other WP bloggers might know already, do not know, might be interested in or not… After they did their sort of “overhaul” of our templates etc… they also did something else. For some reason, it didn’t affect me right away. Maybe the rollout took some time to get everyone on board.

I made a post and then I went in to respond to my comments. Right above them all was a list of “Possibly Related Links.” Huh? I clicked on the links and Oh.Holy.Hell. “Related” my Patient Anonymous: Just Another Head Case Ass!!! I fucking flipped! Just how on earth did this shit get on my blog???

I contacted my “WordPress Go-To-Guy” Gabriel… who has written a post about it here. You might want to have a look? In my typical fashion on his posts I have commented several times in a row. That is because his posts (and other commenter’s thoughts) can get me thinking and then I think some more. And then think some more. It’s kind of: “And another thing!” “Wait, and another thing!” He doesn’t mind, though. Because I’m nuts.

I really don’t understand this “thing” that they’ve implemented. If you don’t read the link above, from what I can gather (after reading some discussion on WP until my head was going to explode) it’s something they are doing in connection with Sphere. I can’t stand it. I’m tempted to re-enable it right now for this post just to show you what it might bring back. However, since I have linked to the discussion above, well, that might bring a huge downpour of utter vomit. Linking to Sphere? Well, that might just bring me in boatloads of advertising?

I could write some absolutely ridiculous post all about being completely mental, how horny as all hell I am right now, the fucking colour of paint on my walls, my random obsession of the moment, how handy I am at replacing doorknobs and installing locks–I can actually do this quite well–it’s very simple, my love of anime, some information about meds, how I still have my first teddy bear and baby blanket, how my bed is again (still?) in total disrepair and continue to direct everyone to the “Nutcase Bed Poll” on my sidebar, that my favourite colour is purple, I am in desperate need of a haircut, if I can’t get a job in a suitable time frame, I am thinking of becoming an escort (high class, of course–I want to make the big bucks.)

Do you think that would be good enough content to garner some nice “Possibly Related Links?” Bloody hell I know all the ones about sex would. And my bed. And maybe even my teddy bear too would get tied in! I’d get some nice links to stuff about the “Plushie” or “Plushophile” gang!

Rhymes With Toad

Fuck me. Well, I don’t know if any of you do want to fuck me out there, but if there are any takers, my email is on my blog!

How should I start? I guess with the title of my post? I wanted to write something else…that rhymes with “toad,” but I can’t. I am too tired. So, I might be shamefully hooking you in by link baiting you but I certainly don’t think that my wee blog will get any SEO business out of it.

Who cares? It’s not like I’m a traffic whore and trying to make money. Do you see Google Ads here? And really, they don’t make you that much money. Trust me. NIL. And if you’re commercial, the automagic Google Ads that just “cling” and pop up as to your content? You’ll get in shit! Readers will complain!

Here is an example. A child drowns, and the Google Ads pick up on it, and they…computerized link…oh, child in water ‘Hey, buy a kids swimming pool!’ Not good.

Banner ads? Click rates? If you’re huge, you might draw in clients, but for blogs? Come on!

Sorry, off topic…tired PA.

I’m still a wee bit sick. I got caught in the rain after our freakin’, insane blizzard on the weekend. I got completely soaked. At least my anorak is amazing, but I had no brolly! I mean, why would I bring my brolly today after we got dumped on with tonnes of snow on the weekend???

*PA makes every face you can imagine*

I don’t even know what to say besides this…thank you everyone for your comments that are still sitting in my Inbox. I will get to them. Definitely, tomorrow. I was so busy at work today I didn’t even have time to fiddle with my blog!

Tonight, I’ve come home, and I didn’t even want to pick up MacBook. How nuts is that? I guess that just goes to show how tired I am.

So, I do apologize. I will be back in proper form soon. Shit, I’m surprised I could even do the bloody hyperlinks for this post. Typing and rambling is one thing, but when you’re this tired, opening up another tab, doing a Google search, cutting and pasting, and…

Wow. Am I pathetic, or what?

Okay, just so I can prove that I’m not so(?) pathetic for more linkage, here’s a Tube. I love this song by R.E.M. It always makes me happy, cheers me up, and gives me a laugh. However, I think the video sucks. Lyrically it’s fantastic, and when those songs are written as such, the vids should be produced in the same manner, right? Not the band playing, and some bits of pseudo-art crap here.

Oh, I’m giving it away.

Anyway, here it is…I still love this song, however.

The Sidewinder Sleeps Tonite by R.E.M.

Before Vijay Busts a Gut…

So while over at Vijay’s place the other day on scan man’s notes pitifully mourning my low IQ score from his online test (108–I normally rank around 130, I swear!!!) I inadvertently made the mistake/discovered the art of link baiting. Oops! I posted that his part of the world (or nearby) was very near and dear to my heart.

I’ve been trying to map out in my head how to talk about my family. There’s just so much of it. I guess you just go with the flow and start typing? So, I may as well drop this bomb. I alluded to it in one of my lists on the right…someone I’d like to meet.

My biological father is from Pakistan. I know very little about him. I might not ever know much more. You see, my Mom is quite ill–mentally–and really in denial about it all. I mean, she’s crackers. I’ve been trying to think of ways ever since I found out this choice piece of information, how to talk to her about it but I may never get anything out of her.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

In the very late 1960s my family (well my non-biological father) was in Karachi on business. Back in those days, companies paid for the entire brood to travel abroad, especially if it was for extended periods. My older sister even had part of her first year of school (a version of Kindergarden) there.

Mom never adapted very well to the cultural change. And she was tremendously agoraphobic. While the other Western woman of the colony would socialize and shop (while the men were away working) Mom would just hide. She was terribly lonely, I think. She ended up having an affair with the hamal, basically a porter or servant in the home. They had several servants, a cook etc… being Westerners. My mother spent a lot of time with this man, as did my father (they were the same age and became good friends) and I believe that she really loved him–that they loved each other. She even nursed him through a terrible case of Dysentery so I’ve been told.

I was also a twin–or so they thought. Mom miscarried in her first trimester but upon further examination, she was still pregnant. The explanation was that she miscarried my…brother? Sister? Who would know? But the story is that another foetus was there. She was advised to travel to London as the pregnancy and delivery might prove to be difficult but she refused to leave. Was that because she refused to leave the man who fathered me? Or did she just not want to be alone and travel to yet another foreign country? Perhaps both? I have no answers at all surrounding these issues of my birth and so many more.

My family travelled home to Canada and I was born without incident. Oh but I sure looked different! My sister was fair with almost flaxen hair in her childhood. I was so dark! A convenient foil? Oh, there were black genes waaaay back on my non-biological father’s side. That was it!

I lived under this assumption until I was 29 and had my first psych hospitalization. I did not call my mother as I did not need absolute hysteria as I could barely deal with my own. Actually, I was more like a puddle on the floor but you get the idea of a world crumbling all around you. I did call my non-biological father (my parents divorced when I was 14.) He told the hospital psychiatrist treating me that his history was irrelevant as he was not my biological father but I did not know this. The psychiatrist told him that everything was relevant.

Sometime later after further hospitalizations and record transfers, I was speaking with a social worker who told me that something “didn’t make sense” regarding that hospital stay. She told me of the conversation and I lost it. I got so angry of the accusation that my father could not be “my father!” She told me that was a pretty strong reaction. Could there be any truth in it? I sat silent for a moment and thought about it. I denied it and quickly left the appointment.

Truth time. I called my father and basically caught him in the lie. He came over to my apartment and we talked for about three hours. I tried to get as much information out of him as possible in between trying to just get over the shock. Part of me wasn’t shocked, however. I was never “my father’s daughter.” I was always more his pal, his buddy. And I already knew way too much more about my parents marriage courtesy of him than a child should–like they were swingers and had affairs and things like that. Boundary issues with my Dad? Gee, none at all!

So maybe it wasn’t much of a surprise really? But it rocked my world. It did. And I wasn’t mentally stable: in and out of the hospital, not on the right meds, drinking every day…this wasn’t exactly the news I needed.

So, I guess that’s what I was trying to say, Vijay…I’m half Pakistani! I had DNA testing done and everything. I wanted proof that after all the years of lying and deceit that the man who raised me truly wasn’t my biological father. Tests conclusively proved that fact. That cost me a lot of money though!

Where to go from here? Who knows? Maybe nowhere but at least I have a better sense of who I am. It’s painful. My therapist says she sees it a lot in people she works with who are adopted. It’s like you’re missing a part of who you are.

It’s funny. My mom made me sit down and write this virtual–no complete– stranger a letter when I was about six or seven years old. I challenged her as I said, he didn’t even know who I was! She got very angry and told me to just do it! So I did. I still have the letter he sent back, written by a scribe as he could only speak English, not write, nor read it. Unfortunately the return address got torn off. I’m not even sure how to spell his last name correctly. I wouldn’t know how to begin to try and find him.