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Regarding our neighbours to the south, I read an interesting article to which [personal profile] giandujakiss had linked, Wisconsin is Systematically Failing to Provide the Photo IDs Required to Vote in November. Not a catchy title, but interesting article.

At some point is the USA going to take voter registration and related issues away from the control of partisan politicians of either party and give it to an arms-length politically neutral organization similar to Elections Canada? And if not, why not? I don't pretend Canadian politics is devoid of dirty tricks, or that having an allegedly non-partisan authority running elections is a panacea, but we certainly don't seem to have as MUCH electoral skulduggery as they have in the States.
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Rather than focussing on, say, the horrible misery in Aleppo or the recent presidential debate (in which I can't even vote, what with living in another country and not being a US citizen), today I am focussing on football, also known as soccer. In particular, the Daily Telegraph sting which brought down Sam Allardyce, the England national men's team, a mere 67 days after he was appointed. An interesting (to me) article:

Arrogant clot, for sure, but did this really merit ditching Allardyce? I have to say that if I were Mr. Allardyce, I would not be terribly thrilled at the unenthusiastic tone of this defence. I mean, nice for him that someone in the media is defending him, but the journalist in question is getting his shots in at the same time.

And Allardyce being covertly recorded calling his predecessor in the England job "Woy" is such an incredibly juvenile way for a 61 year old to behave that I can't feel too sorry for him. See, Roy Hodgson, who resigned after a disastrous Euro 2016 tournament (England were kicked out in the first knockout round by teeny tiny Iceland), has a speech impediment. So some people find it terribly amusing to call him "Woy". He may not have been a very good England manager, but the speech impediment has absolutely nothing to do with his skills as a manager.

Oh, and Amazon.ca are complete frelling idiots. They sent my parcel Purolator Courier....to an Amazon Pick Up Point. A "pick up point" is where you get your parcel sent directly to your nearest Canada Post outlet and then pick it up there. However, Canada Post employees are not going to sign as receivers of a parcel sent by a private courier, as opposed to Canada Post. So the parcel will end up in limbo. It's happened before. I don't know where Amazon's shipping department keep their brains.

Still not thinking about Aleppo or the possibility of a President Trump.
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Sorry if anybody's posted anything important recently. I haven't been reading my f-list/dwircle lately. It's not that I don't WANT to keep up with everybody's exploits, it's just been a little nuts in Real Life.

Young Miss Weaver is going through a phase where she's being very demanding about getting petted. Any time I stop, she'll reach out a front paw, claws extended, and gently tap, tap, tap me on the arm or hand, as if to say, "Keep going. Don't make me scratch you, puny human."

So, what are you guys up to on this pleasant Sunday morning?
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The Emily of New Moon books by Lucy Maud Montgomery are not as well-liked by fans as the Anne of Green Gables books. I’ve heard complaints that Emily Byrd Starr is a Mary Sue. She’s prettier than Anne Shirley, and she has occasional psychic powers (she’s not reliably psychic, her powers only kick in when something important is happening). I admit these are probably valid reasons to consider her a Mary Sue, but I’ve always liked the books anyway. Haven’t re-read them in years, but my favourite part of the whole trilogy happens partway through the second book, Emily Climbs. Vague spoilers for the first book, Emily of New Moon and the second book. No spoilers for the third book, Emily’s Quest.

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The pharmacy screwed up. They were supposed to give me 60 tablets of the Seroquel 100 mg. Instead they gave me 60 tablets of the Seroquel 25 mg. And I am much too tired to go in and get it fixed today. I will deal with it tomorrow after work.

I seem to have acquired a handyman, for $35 per hour. He has a full-time job, something to do with cabinetry detailing, so he'll come in on a weekend soon and fix the various things that are going wrong, including the collapsing shelving in the front hall closet. Someone on my f-list refers to her home as Disreputable Manor, and I'm thinking about nabbing the title from her, if she doesn't mind.

Have cancelled Mum's scheduled visit for this afternoon, so I have the afternoon and evening for myself.

What are you guys up to? Anything interesting?
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News website Mic let go a pregnant editor and 2 staffers on Thursday, and had them escorted out of the building by security guards. That whole type of thing is something I've never understood. I can potentially see having someone escorted out if they're being terminated for cause. I can definitely see having someone escorted out if they're being terminated for workplace bullying, workplace violence, that kind of thing.

But when laying people off (i.e. not for cause, but because you're cutting jobs), it just seems so undignified. I've been laid off before and it's really tough. It would have been even tougher if I'd been escorted out like I'd done something terrible and couldn't be trusted to clean out my desk myself. That happened to Uncle #2 when he was laid off back in the early 1990's, and he was just mortified. He'd been there 14 years but was still escorted out by security.

And another article on Mic is ostensibly positive, but in actual fact, it kind of sounds like a shitty place to work.
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Cutting for discussion of child harm and attempted murder (not successful) of a child:

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The death toll of the earthquake in Italy is now standing at 241. Gawd! I ought to say something moving and soulful, but I'm still stuck on "241".
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Did you know that people actually LIVE in Greenland? Over 56,000 of them (as of 2014). I had absolutely no idea that anyone lived there. I should have realized, because the Canadian Inuit live in some VERY icy parts of the Canadian Arctic, but I hadn't realized the Inuit were in Greenland too. Apparently the population is 88% Inuit (including people of mixed Inuit and other descent), and 12% other, most of them Danish people. Because Greenland is an ex-Danish colony, and now an "autonomous country within the Danish Realm". I guess it's a bit like the British Commonwealth, but with more icebergs.

Oh, and Cineplex apologized profusely for the ghastly technical problems we had with the Special Event broadcasting of "Romeo and Juliet" from the Garrick Theatre. And more to the point, while they didn't refund my $45, they are going to mail out 2 Courtesy Passes to me. Can be used at any Cineplex theatre, for any movie, including the fancy schmancy Ultra AVX and 3D showings. So I'm content now, knowing I can take someone to a movie for free.

Uncle #1's 40th birthday gift to me arrived, but alas, the glass is broken. Fortunately he insured the package before he sent it, so he'll get his money back, but I'll have to get the glass replaced. It is one of his own paintings, framed, evidently.
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[personal profile] tatjna over on LJ has a really interesting take on body-shaming and THOSE naked statues of Donald Trump, a.k.a. it's still body-shaming even when the person it's happening to is someone you loathe. I was already uncomfortable with the statues, but I couldn't put my finger on exactly why. Tats articulates it beautifully.

And I remain vaguely uncomfortable with commercial surrogacy, particularly commercial surrogacy in underdeveloped countries, so this article was timely. Cambodia Proves Fertile Ground for Foreign Surrogacy after Thailand Ban: Surrogacy Agencies Outlawed in Thailand, India and Nepal have Upped Sticks for Cambodia, Where the Practice Remains Unregulated.
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Ai yai yai, today was a crazy day, both emotionally (anxiety spikes) and physically (recurrence of tummy troubles). Thank you for the replies to my posts earlier today, and I'll get to answering them as soon as I can.

But here's something hilarious I stumbled across while waiting for the second Gravol to kick in. Acidic Toronto Star article summarizing the Ryan Lochte Olympic robbery brouhaha. Maybe it's the Gravol talking, but I giggled and giggled and forgot all about my tummy trouble for a little while.

And now to bed.
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Would anybody like a slightly used domestic shorthair cat? Because she is working my last nerve. Yesterday she managed to jump on the kitchen counter and knock a full plate of food to the floor, breaking the plate and scattering my dinner all over the linoleum. AND she knocked over her water bowl, walked through the ensuing puddle of water, and then tracked muddy paw prints all over the bed sheets, which meant I had to strip the bed. She's not usually LIKE this. I want my normal cat back, not Ms. Klutzy McClumsyson.

Does anybody on my f-list/dwircle have any experience with buying movies and TV shows on iTunes, rather than buying physical DVDs and Blu-Rays? I am running out of bookshelf space on which to put my plentiful collection of geeky media. If you buy the thing on iTunes, do you have to watch it on your laptop screen, or can you hook up your laptop to your television? And if the latter, how difficult is it to do, on a technical level? What are the pros and cons of having media stored digitally rather than physical discs? Thank you in advance for your expertise and advice.

I feel gross and don't wanna go to work. I'm going to drag my carcass there, but I intend to bitch about it.
raincitygirl: picture of Darcy from "Thor" (Darcy Lewis (corelite))
Have had a haircut and am now annoying the cat by refusing to feed her early. She doesn't get dinner until 4:30 pm at the absolute earliest, and it's now 3:27 pm.

Speaking of cat, after several days of playing phone tag with the nice new vet, I finally talked to her this morning. Her taurine levels are just dandy, and she (vet) is not particularly worried about her (cat's) heart. However, just to completely rule it out, she'd like to do a heart X-ray when YMW is in and under general anaesthetic for her dental work in early September. If her heart is enlarged, which it probably isnt, it would show up on the X-ray. It only costs $120 and 80% of that is covered by YMW's pet insurance, so I said yes, go ahead. At that price it's worth it just for the peace of mind, and as she'll already be conked out for the dental (since you don't do dental work on cats who are awake if you want to keep all your limbs) they can just stick her in the X-ray machine and she'll be none the wiser when she wakes up with her mouth all minty fresh.

Don't wanna go back to work tomorrow, sulk, sulk.

Several people on my f-list/dwircle (naming no names) are experiencing serious or potentially serious health problems. World, kindly quit picking on MY friends!
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Ugh. So, um, the Cineplex Special Event thing my dad and I went to yesterday? Massive failure of epic proportions. We saw the Kenneth Branagh-directed Romeo and Juliet at the Garrick Theatre in London's West End, broadcast in the International Village Cinema in Vancouver. I was already feeling kind of shaky, had left work early on Friday due to horrible nausea, so I wore lots of layers to compensate for the heat outdoors and the air-conditioning indoors. The tickets weren't refundable, so I grinned and bore it.

First off, it started 25 minutes late. We and the other movie goers sat for 15 minutes in total darkness while they forgot to start the damn movie. So after 15 minutes I left the theatre and told the manager, "Um, the movie was supposed to start a while back." It took another 10 minutes for it to actually start.

Then midway through Mercutio's duel with Tybalt, the movie stopped altogether and the screen went fuzzy. We waited for a while, then another patron went to tell the manager that the movie had succumbed to technical difficulties at a crucial point in the plot. They eventually got it started again, but had to skip over quite a few rather important scenes. We missed everything from Tybalt stabbing Mercutio, Romeo killing Tybalt, etc. and the recording eventually started up again at the "Tis the nightingale and not the lark" scene. Read more... )

Anyway, I'm off to take a cool shower (it's SOOOOOOO hot outside, and inside) and then catch up on my f-list/dwircle, which I have neglected for several days. And I have a hair appointment, so I have to get dressed.
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So, Telus gave me a brand-new free Otter Box yesterday for my phone. I went in just after work because a portion of the touchscreen has become unresponsive lately. I thought it might be a problem with the Otter Box's clear plexiglass screen, which covers the actual iPhone touchscreen. I tried to take the case off, to figure out for sure whether it was the Otter Box screen or the actual screen underneath, but I couldn't get the damn case off. So I figured it was a Friday, I didn't have anything else to do after work, may as well ask Telus (who sold me both the phone and the case last spring) to take the case off, and if it proved the case was the problem, get them to sell me a new case.

I went in, and both the sales associates were with other customers. So I sat down on a comfy chair, tuned into the wi-fi and enjoyed the air-conditioning. I waited about half an hour, which was partly because I let a rather flustered elderly lady who came in after me go ahead of me. My mummy raised me to be polite, and the lady just needed a new charger and some reassurance. I'd been waiting for so long that a few more minutes didn't seem to matter.

Anyway, one of the sales guys, who turned out to be the assistant manager actually, finally came over, I explained the problem, and he said, "Oh, we'll just do an exchange on the case." I was surprised because I'd bought it over a year ago, and didn't have the receipt any more. But he said it was just fine, took the old case off and put a new one on for me, then bid me adieu and greeted the next person waiting.

It wasn't until I'd left the store that I realized in fact the unresponsive patch on the touchscreen was still unresponsive. I suppose I should've gone back and gotten them to take their shiny new case back and give me back my old case. But I didn't, because I'm a bad person. Got home, did Live Chat with Apple, as the Applecare hasn't expired yet, and it turned out the problem was a software issue, not a hardware issue. It wasn't the touchscreen at all, it was just wonky software, easily fixable. So now I have a fully functioning phone and a beautiful new case, all for the princely sum of zero dollars.

I salved my conscience a bit by emailing Telus and telling them how fabulous the customer service at that store was. I didn't rat the guy out for giving me a free case, as I didn't think his employers would appreciate it. Just said the customer service was stellar. Otter Boxes are fabulous. Sister once dropped her iPhone onto concrete from a great height (long story) and the Otter Box broke, but the phone didn't have a scratch on it. I'm a butterfingers, so having a heavy-duty case, particularly with a durable screen cover, is important to me. Plus, otters are cute. Otter Boxes are made of plastic, BTW, they're not made of otters.
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Vancouverites who've been to both Faubourg and to Laduree, which has better macarons? Laduree is more famous, but they're new to Vancouver, and I haven't actually tried their wares (yet). I have tried Faubourg's macarons, and they seem great to my uneducated palate. If I were giving a box of macarons as a gift, which would you rather receive?
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I finally know WHY I’ve been feeling so miserable the past few days. Quite apart from the external stressors, I woke up this morning and found I had my period. It’s over a week early, which isn’t FAIR, but at least I know now it was partly PMS causing me to have such a bad week. Maybe it’ll start to improve now.

I talked to my mum this morning, she put Niece on speakerphone, and she said “Hi [Rain’s real name]” very distinctly. Not bad for 2 years old.

I have left a caustic (but hopefully still dignified) 1 star review about Vancouver Animal Wellness Hospital on Google. It would’ve been a 0-star review, but Google doesn’t allow you to choose less than 1 star. The nerve of that wretched place, making a terrified ex-feral cat go to the vet over and over, and have invasive tests she didn’t need.

Not to mention scaring the life out of me saying Young Miss Weaver urgently needed to see a cardiologist. I dreamt yet again last night that she died of a heart attack. In my dream I woke up, and she was lying next to the pillow in full rigor mortis. I woke up for real, heart pounding, could see her curled up beside my pillow in the ambient light from outside, and poked her because she was being so still I was afraid my dream was coming true. She was thoroughly indignant about being poked when she’d been sleeping soundly, jumped off the bed and stalked away in a huff.
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So, Young Miss Weaver saw the different vet yesterday, and yes, her heart rate at the vet is still very high. However, she wants me to listen to YMW's heart rate once a day when she's relaxed and write down the number of beats I count. She will check in with me by phone on Thursday and if her resting heart rate is normal, then this vet says there's no need for her to see the cardiologist.

I think I may switch to this vet, partly because she seems to take a less interventionist approach, and partly because this practice charges significantly lower rates than her current practice does. They gave me a written estimate for dental work, and it's literally about half the price I paid for YMW's first set of dental work in 2014. The waiting room is a lot less fancy, and they don't submit the insurance paperwork on your behalf like her current veterinary office does, but it won't kill me to fill it out and fax it in.

If YMW drops dead of a heart attack in a few months, I will of course feel horrendously guilty that I didn't take her to the cardiologist as her original vet wanted!
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It is hot out there. And in here. Happy Pride weekend, fellow Vancouverites. For heaven's sake wear sunscreen, and a wide-brimmed hat would probably come in handy too. Don't forget, don't set an alarm for Monday morning, because it's a statutory holiday, yay!

Brother sent me the list of birthday items he would like from me (in our family we give each other shortlists, to preserve some level of surprise but ensure we don't get stuff we don't want), and it's ALL religious books. I'm getting him a used copy (in good condition) of one of the religious books he wants, plus Naomi Novik's "League of Dragons", which he didn't ask for, but I'm pretty sure he wants. At any rate, he said he wants to borrow it from me once he gets back to Vancouver, but I have it as an ebook, so he can't borrow it.

Amusing article about why Canada always struggles at the Summer Olympics. I still remember watching on TV as Ben Johnson won the gold medal in the 100 metre race in 1988, and then the furore after he failed a drugs test. Interesting factoid: when he won, he was "Canadian sprinter Ben Johnson". When he failed the test, he suddenly became "Jamaican-born sprinter Ben Johnson". I was only 11 at the time, didn't pick up on that particular nuance by myself, but I remember reading it in the newspaper and realizing the journalist was entirely right.

Amazon.ca had "Angel: The Complete Series" on for $42.99 yesterday, so I bought it. Now I look at it today, it's $49.99. I guess I ordered it just in time!

So, anybody up to anything interesting today?
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Could someone please explain to me why vegan baked goods taste so ghastly? Today I paid cash money for a vegan, gluten-free chocolate cupcake at a café, and I assure you that it was taste-free as well. I’ve eaten GF baked goods many times before (my mother is celiac) and they tend to be somewhat denser than stuff with wheat flour in it, but they’re not usually terrible. This vegan cupcake was terrible. I didn’t finish it, which is highly unusual for me.

And the chocolate icing on the cupcake was actively disgusting. You can make perfectly nice “butter” cream icing using margarine made from vegetable oils, I know that for a fact because I’ve made it. So why was this particular “butter” cream so revolting? It makes no sense! And how on earth have untalented vegan bakers managed to taint chocolate for me? I need to stop by Purdy’s on my way home tonight and pick up some real chocolate that actually tastes good, in order to erase the nightmarish memory of the vegan cupcake from my poor taste buds. I devoutly hope there are some talented vegan bakers out there, and all vegans aren’t stuck eating disgusting cupcakes.


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