Posts Tagged ‘life’

Just how many people did you intend on misting?

If a project that you’re working on is as “above water” as you claim it is, you wouldn’t have to change the name of the project — all while changing nothing else, mind — once you know that people have well-founded concerns with the legality of the project. You also wouldn’t have to gloat that people who worked for the original project decades ago “were happy that you were bringing it back”, because everyone already knows that there has been random support of former employees of the original project since you were touting yours as a “passion project” meant to bring that one back… that, again, everyone thought was being done in a manner that was above water. (I’m not even going to get into the part about “we got invited to an employee party” or whatever, because not even I am drinking enough Kool-aid to make that believable.) Copyright violation is copyright violation. Theft of intellectual property is theft of intellectual property. If you’re making money off of it, which you are via Patreon and have had a previous developer admit to — that the Patreon account actually funds the developers rather than what it was publicly stated to have been developed, which was the project’s server — you can’t claim application of fair use laws, and you can’t claim abandonware on a project that currently has a current version out, which this one actually does (2022 on).

The only good thing to come from all of this is that discussing it with various other streamers caused them to come to the same conclusion (not abandonware, not applicable use of fair use laws, not even actual use of fair use laws, would not be a good idea to continue to be a part of), which is one reason why I bailed from it.

I told you all that I would get around to these posts…

Most people do this the other way — they claim that kratom (why did WordPress try to auto-correct this to tomato? why?) is less safe to take than phenibut, and they attempt to sell people on how much safer they think phenibut is. But that isn’t something that I do, nor is it something that I will ever do. Continue reading.

I will never recommend phenibut to anyone for any reason. It has shown up on people’s death certificates as the primary cause of death — phenibut toxicity, or polypharmacy with phenibut as the primary contributor — cascading from there, but phenibut is the primary problem in these cases and has been the primary cause of death. For those of you who don’t know what phenibut is, it is a nootropic that is currently legal in all states in the United States (where I live) and is commonly taken for anxiety, depression, and in some instances insomnia to help people sleep. Although many people claim that phenibut is well-tolerated, it is a full agonist of the GABA-B receptor — this means that it crosses the blood-brain barrier — and tolerance is very easily developed to this drug, meaning that people inadvertently add more to whatever dose it is that they are taking, and this quickly has the potential to become dangerous. People can add one pill to their regimen and swiftly pass out, go into a coma, and then die. All of this can happen over taking one more pill.

Some people also have seizures before they get to the point where they enter a coma and… you know.

I’m actually surprised that more research hasn’t been done into this by the FDA and that more movement hasn’t been made to schedule phenibut. When I get to writing about kratom in here this is probably going to make sense to more of you, but the heightened risks in comparison to almost everything that I could and more than likely would write about in here coupled with the failure to even take interest in phenibut (other countries have) continues to boggle my mind. Sadly it might take more deaths to get the States’ attention.

Just saying things for the sake of saying things.

At some point I’m going to want to go back into some of the about me pages that I have on here (which I don’t look forward to, which isn’t going to be fun because of how subsequent WordPress updates have changed how you can edit pages and widgets… what happened to set it and forget it?) and update them with new genealogy results, although WordPress making things less intuitive and more difficult to navigate isn’t going to make that fun at all. I like the fact that a lot of things are matching up running the same file (Ancestry) through various tests, because that speaks to the accuracy of the results and increases the likelihood that those results are accurate. I’ll get into those in later updates to this blog, because some of the results of those were surprising — as it was, I found out that one of my parents was adopted by their grandparents to try and hide the fact that their mother got pregnant with them while they were a teenager (and I’m sure that the wording of this makes it completely obvious which parent that was, although I’m not going to come out and say it for the sake of maintaining… some kind of civility on this blog, as that side of the family has not directly contacted me in some time now and I would personally like it to stay that way).

I am currently dying my hair colors that I have wanted to dye my hair for several months, and when the dye has completely settled in — for this round, as one of the colors is extremely light and will quite likely have to be re-dyed at periodic intervals to get it to “stick” — I may trim my bangs and split ends as well, and I may shorten my hair for the sake of shortening it. That will certainly make it easier to brush and deal with, and that will definitely help me avoid some of the migraines that I might otherwise have had and caused by virtue of brushing longer hair. Not only is this something that I want to do because it’s something that I want to do (even though my hair has been impervious to bleach and dye in general, for as many years back as I can possibly hope to remember), it makes me snicker in a bit of a petty way because of the petty people that complain online about the people who “burn” and “fry” their hair and “dye it funny colors”. Sometimes I wonder what business it is of theirs what colors other people dye their hair, but for the most part I don’t care.

I mean, I should have expected this at some point.

I found out that the urgent care clinic that I had been going to for a decade… no longer takes my insurance.

So there’s that.

Strangely enough, I am feeling better, but I did make several calls in the interim to try and figure out where I would go if I needed to go to urgent care, or where I would take the kids. Right now, we have the same insurance, just… different kinds if that makes sense. The good thing is that more urgent care facilities in this area take the kids’ insurance than do mine. I’m glad for that. The bad thing, of course, probably doesn’t need to be spelled out here — not as many facilities take my insurance. I’m sure that I’ll find a facility that does, though, even if I have to commute to one of the smaller satellite cities around this city. I might just call my insurance themselves and explain this situation to them though, as they have generally been extremely helpful making sure that I have and retain access to services in the past. Right now all my pain management clinic has been having to do is to fight my insurance to get approval on an MRI (or, failing that, some kind of scan) on my neck and shoulders to ensure that I am not developing arthritis, osteopenia or osteoporosis — this is something that I am at risk for due to necessary oral steroid use and me simply being me. I’d rather know about it now if that actually is the case (even at the “ripe old age” of thirty-six) so that it can appropriately be medicated, especially as it relates to head and neck or shoulder pain. Just tell me now.

The light switch in my bedroom had to be replaced because it actually arced out of the blue, too. So I got to dodge that — literal arcing. That was fun, and by fun I mean not fun. I came into my bedroom one afternoon and went to turn the fan on, having turned the overhead light off choosing to rely on my lamp and ring light to reduce migraine pain, and that was when it arced at me. I immediately turned it off. Several hours later, it was fixed. That could have gone a completely different direction though and actually hurt me, or worse…

Before I forget to make this post in here today…

So for those of you that don’t already know this, Amanda “Mandi” Manarin passed away last month.

She was the creator of Kuma Crafts jewelry, which I know that my friends enjoyed if not owned pieces of.

This was announced a few days ago by her husband, and some of her friends that she had gone to conventions with made a GoFundMe to help him more easily be able to take care of their young children as he navigates through what needs to be navigated through to deal with this and to continue to deal with it. Without going into a whole bunch of detail here, her death wasn’t expected. She had been due to open her shop (Kuma Crafts) back up and resume selling the jewelry that she makes, and I’d been wondering where she was at for a little while since I am a fan of her jewelry and wouldn’t have minded getting some of it for Christmas or my birthday two months later. And then I saw the posts that her husband began making to some of her social media accounts letting people know of her passing begin coming up on my cell phone.

I know a bit more about what happened because some of her supporters, myself included, found her husband’s Twitter account, where he had been open about… what had happened in the days and weeks following her death, especially because this put him in the position of having to find childcare to continue to work and suddenly take on all of the parenting duties that both of them had been taking on up until that point. However, I’m not ever going to post that much of it here out of respect to her and the entire situation — I’m also not going to link to his Twitter account or give any hints as to how it can be found. What most people need to know about what happened, the GoFundMe link included, has been included in the posts he’s made to her social media accounts letting everyone know of her passing. It’s still a shocking, sudden thing.

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