Fibro fact:
It does NOT just affect the muscles. If your bones are snapping like nobody's business, it's because it also hits the bones. Hard. Good to get tested for things like RA, but. Yeah. It's supposed to do that.

DELILAH SEZ:
In a world full of colour, there existed a little boy who could only see black and white. He was a very sad little boy because everyone around him always talked about the beautiful colour in their lives. But no matter how hard he tried, he could only see black and white. One day, he was skipping to school, and he happened to see a little girl standing there. This little girl was so beautiful and he knew, upon first sight, that this was the girl for him. In fact, he was so enthralled by her wondrous beauty, that he didn't even realize that what made her so beautiful was her blonde hair and green eyes. He ran up to her, and he said, "Hello, dear lady, would you like to go out with me sometime?" And she said, "Haha silly! We're only nine years old, we can't even drive yet!" And the little boy responded, with a hearty laugh, "Oh, my bad." And that's it. The end.

Marika sez: WTF.

Current Mood: amused

Random fibromyalgia fact few people realize:
Fibromyalgia is NOT progressive. It won't destroy your bones or mind. It won't kill you. But it CAN and often WILL get worse. Progressive doesn't mean it won't feel even worse than ever after a point. It just means it won't actually seriously hurt you. So when your doc says, "It's not progressive, don't worry," and you still get worse, DON'T PANIC. Large friendly letters and all. ;)

Little known fact:
Rick Astley has fibromyalgia.

That's not campy 80s dancing! That's writhing! In pain!

Mad (insane) love,
~Marika

Current Mood: awake

Which is how old the Novelist will be in four years. He will not like it.

And then I accidentally almost updated. And then I yelled, "OW. SHUT UP ANDY BELL!" because Darlene came on REALLY LOUD.

Um I dunno what to post about. There are like five hours. And then I'm going to have an InuYasha movie marat-

I KNOW! What's your favourite show, guys? Any show!

Mine's Three's Company. OBVIOUSLY. *is CRAZY* Next up is Yu Yu Hakusho.

Current Mood: bouncy

So, several years ago, Marcus threw a song by Zug Izland at me. Zug Izland are a Psychopathic Records band who are kind of cool sometimes but not really. It was a cover of a song called Cry Little Sister. I fell in horrible love with this version because it is MADE of ICP references, or, references to the message they carry. So many. And I love ICP and did at the time, if I recall.

Then I found a version by the German goth band Blutengel. Full of roughly the same lyrics as the original, on closer inspection, but darker and colder.

Later I realized that the original was by Gerard McMahon, under the name Gerard McMann. I wasn't a fan of either the Lost Boys or McMahon, so, you know. I STILL AM NOT, obviously. But.

I love Zug Izland's the most, but the original is so much more powerful and interesting.

So:
Zug Izland's
Blutengel's
Gerard McMann's.

And, yes, I rickrolled you cruelly and heartlessly. Have a much funnier video of the Wham variety. Whamrolling. Lawl.

Mad (pimping music) love,
~Marika

Current Mood: cheerful

PROFOUND KITTY.

Delilah: Why'd you make that?
Marika: There was this pretentious freak online. She thought she was all deep and educated and stuff, and the shit she spewed made me twitch. Because I am puerile--
Delilah: What's that mean?
Marika: Juvenile.
Delilah: *says nothing*
Marika: Immature. Petty. Childish.
Delilah: *says nothing*
Marika: IS THIS WHERE YOU JUST LET ME KEEP TALKING?

Feimo's art on dA. Beautiful stuff.

Sponsor me. Six hours left, roughly! So! You have time. =)

And here is a highly informative video on fibromyalgia and CFS. It contains symptoms AND their definitions. It's really worthwhile.

Current Mood: amused

How old Meki will be in February of next year. Ouch.

Seriously, this Dark Lotus. It's making me sleepy, it's just THAT soothing. It's music from the Opaque Brotherhood, but, sleeeepy.

So I'm drinking this super energy drink. Marcus sez: "It'll give you a little boost. And when I have to rush you and your heart to the emergency room, Dad can post!"

SANFORD AND SON.

Quote:
"Mister Teatime had a truly brilliant mind, but it was brilliant like a fractured mirror: all marvellous facets and rainbows but, ultimately, also something that was broken."
--The Hogfather, Terry Pratchett

Also, Stencil Punks.

Next up: art.

Mad (sleeepy) love,
~Marika

Current Mood: PAINOMGWTFHALP.

Meki's age NOW. He doesn't like this very much, you can imagine. I have yet to figure out WHY. HE IS THREE HUNDRED YEARS OLD REALLY. A human thirty-six doesn't mean SHIT to him. Except it does, apparently.

So, flist. Fibromyalgia is one of those diseases where everyone calls you a hypochondriac. And eventually, you believe it. Because of this. And it just makes everything worse because, logically I know it's not true--but try and convince the rest of me otherwise. Every other thought I have on this stupid illness is that I'm faking it. When I hate attention more than anything and lie about my health to avoid it, and when I never asked to be sick. But that's an amazing bit of writing, so go read.

Current Mood: contemplative

Marika: Yeah, and when she made that hideously strong coffee for me, next thing you know, I ran outside and hugged her grandpa. You know. Ernie. Or maybe Bert. I can't remember. They both have guys' names.
Marcus: No, I think - BERT AND ERNIE? Their names are ERNIE AND CLYDE.
Marika: *DIIIIIIIIIES*

Hey! Chronically ill portion of flist! How long have you been sick? I've been sick since I was almost twelve, myself. The emergency room people still know me, I suspect. Legacy-wise, anyway. XDD

I am talking to the uber-cool Shiru who has offered her genes to me.

Current Mood: amused

I meant to write, but Marcus and I were eating pizza and talking about news stories and books and House and stuff, all leading back to the sentence, "That hurts ALL my brain." He is pretty much the best friend I have left, but I am okay with this because he's fun.

Shiruartist is making me want my ability to reproduce. DAMN YOU SHIRU. YOU AND YOUR EXCESSIVELY ADORABLE FAMILY. BABY-TEETHMARKS. OW, BUT SO CUTE WHEN IT'S NOT YOU. (Keep posting, I am being very amused.) 'S not that I can't have snotmunchers, you see, aside from not really wanting them except for random moments when I need to be asleep, it's just a really bad idea. I don't wanna die having something I'm not even competent enough to take care of. And, you know, carting around an autism diagnosis anyway, someone would just take it away. *sneeeerk* Though in my case, how's that a bad thing? What the hell am I babbling about...*fuzzy* My brain is weird.

Marcus has downloaded Crisis demo. It sounds boring. Now he's saying, "Little Kid Rock for dat ass. Werd." Randomly. I wish I was recording this.

Now I'm REALLY going to write. I just sat here and talked on and on and on to Marcus about Nagekawashii. He said, "Are you being autistic at me?" "*stop* Maybe? *glaaaaaaaaaaare* *HISS*" "Do you just keep talking if no one says anything to stop you?" "Yes." "ME TOO. *tells long story about it!*"

Current Mood: cheerful

01) List 5 celebrities you would have sex with without even asking questions.
02) Put all of them IN ORDER of your lust for them [5 - 1, 1 is the hottest].
03) Say which movie/show/thing it was that hooked you.
04) Supply photos for said people.

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MEKI TURNED 33 IN LAP DOG. It ended with Yuku kicking his ass, yeah. As so many things do. The Romance prompt in 30_ways I'll be doing includes rather a lot of pain.

This quote is so dumb, but, standing alone, it has that whimsical quality I can't really place - the kind you only find in teenagers out of David Levithan books, the kind I try really hard to work into BTS for the sake of proving how warped Mal's mind's had to be the past nine years. Mostly I like the quote for how it feels spoken aloud, however.

I'm about to write stuff.

It's one A.M. I like one A.M., as a time. It reminds me of many pleasant things, namely not noticing it's one A.M. and you have stuff to do tomorrow, but right now you are dancing with a couple of absolutely absurd freaks and you don't really wanna stop. It also has a good feeling. Unlike three A.M., it's not as muffled and reminds me less of cigarette smoke in hospital parking lots.

Marcus is talking in a lisp.

He just farted. Is freaking out about it.

Mad (random) love,
~Marika

Current Mood: awake

Thirty-two was Meki's age when I started writing Lap Dog. For the record. It was a good age, except he thought he was old. Try and tell him he's pushing forty now. I dare you.

I have several glow in the dark stuff now.

So Marcus and I are talking about Tori Amos. His all-time favourite song is Winter; mine is Silent All These Years. In fact, the ever-wonderful Lita actually sang Silent All These Years for me on my birthday once, which, uh, has made up for any of the weird and stupid things that could ever happen on my birthday and always do. See, we've liked Tori pretty much from album one. So, Tori fans on the flist, what's your favourite song of hers?

Non-fans, what's your current favourite song?

Current Mood: cheerful

Marcus is doing the same kind of dance, only more enthusiastic and loud and singing along more, to Kanye West's Gold Digger.

No words, flist. No words. *is DYING*

Current Mood: amused

Marcus is bouncing around clapping and dancing and singing to Daft Punk's Technologic. The TELEVISION is shaking from his crazy dancing. Now he says he is tired and dizzy from all the bouncing. I am wheezing with laughter because holy shit, my brother's dancing like a lunatic to a band he hates. Earlier I introduced him to the MAGICAL WONDERS OF TRIP-HOP. TRIP-HOP, FLIST. He hates trip-hop now. =( I tried!

My back hurts liek whoa. Also, legs. And wrists. And fingers. And I'm still blogging for fibromyalgia. See? MOAR IRONY. But the cool kind of irony.

Seriously. Television. Shaking.

Current Mood: amused

Title: And He Has Fangs
’Verse: BTS
Prompt: "This guy makes me uncomfortable", courtesy of shiruartist
Word Count: 442
Rating: PG
A/N: You should know that Pyre moved in the day he met Mallory. See, Mal was bored and hadn't expected anyone to respond to the ad he'd put up for a roommate. He didn't really care that Pyre was a demon and he didn't know him. He just cared whether or not he liked Erasure.

( Mallory has lived wth this insane demon for two weeks. )

Current Mood: working

HATE 28. When Meki was 28, it sucked because it was an awful-

I mean. Uh. I hate the number 28 and am not going to babble about a guy in a story being 28 and how much the number bugs me when I go back to write stuff on him at that age. *cough* Nope.

I'm not gonna talk about fibromyalgia for a second, though you can go sponsor me if you wanna. *bats big long eyelashes!* I'm really cute!

I'm going to talk about Stars' song Barricade and how wonderful it is to me. Not only does it remind me heavily of the plotline of the guy who is no longer 28 and is actually 36 but, you know (I got 'im when he was 29, which is a better number), and his Librarian by being a melodic, piano-backed love song about violence and love being hate which is pretty much what they are at core, but it's just plain beautiful. The vocalist sounds like a young David Bowie, only smoother. The piano is strong and powerful, even though the song is quiet. It got me addicted to Stars, and I figure, it's not too weird to upload this one song to get YOU into them, is it? =D

Mad (STARS ARE LOVE) love,
~Marika

Current Mood: ecstatic

I love 27, even though it has a 2 in it. I'd prefer 37, though, even other 17.

I have come to pimp other people's blogs! weirdcatlady is blogging for the ASPCA, and she's doing 48 stories about animals that have affected her life. So far, 25 might be my favourite. ;) featherjean is also blogging for the ASPCA, and her blog's currently made of freaking adorable photographs of her cat, Abby. Aaand shiru_blogathon is blogging for the Human Rights Campaign, posting about equality and also pictures of cute babies. And fic, she's posting fic. Damn good fic.

And now I am going to go back to listening to the Bowie, loudly and with surround sound.

Current Mood: cheerful

I am going to talk about fibromyalgia medication. aurora_lamour's recent post reminded me of the situation with that, and I thought, I gotta talk about this.

Some people with fibromyalgia are prescribed narcotics, which don't help fibromyalgia so much as lessen the pain. My mother in her extremely severe state (and yet, on medication, I am worse than her. irony) is prescribed to no less than three level one narcotics. Granted, she has a huge mess of other truly horrible diseases, and she had brain surgery a few years back that should've killed her or at the very least left her paralyzed and unable to speak. Still. A lot of those narcotics are for her fibro pain.

She tried Lyrica, and it made her homocidal. She tried neurontin, and she lost her memory and her kidneys almost shut down. She's tried so many medications, including and up to antidepressants that should help FM patients. But narcotics aren't even really good for fibromyalgia aside from taking the edge off the ouch.

I am currently taking mild opiates and muscle relaxants. Neurontin heightened my pain levels, ultram fucked with my senses, and I only weigh ninety pounds - too small for narcotics and Lyrica. I can't take antidepressants because I took them for depression, it made it worse, and they still make me suicidal.

Additionally, they can't prescribe Lyrica, which has been shown to help even despite some of its side-effects, which are severe in some people, to teenagers. Anyone under 18. At least, here. And trust me. There are a whole damn lot of teenagers with fibromyalgia. They don't get noticed. They're able-bodied youth. They're young and healthy. They shouldn't have painkillers or walkers or canes or wheelchairs or shower chairs (and I have used ALL OF THESE THINGS at one time or another since I was twelve, for the record).

I hope, that with more education on the disease, we can come up with medication that a majority can use safely, and that is EFFECTIVE for a majority. So, that's one huge reason I'm blogging for the NFA.

Mad (bugged and shot up with drugs?) love,
~Marika

Current Mood: thoughtful

I AM DOWNLOADING. AT. 666 KBPS.

I AM AT MARCUS'S.

First:
Marika: Is this hooked up to sound? *referring to Marika's computer freshly set up at Marcus's*
Marcus: Oh, no, I gotta-
Marika: And the Internet? *has just checked e-mail fruitlessly. no connection*
Marcus: SHIT. I knew I forgot something!

Marcus's house is cool. It's full of soft furniture and decorative candles and incense.

Also, downloading. 'SCUSE ME I HAVE TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MY BROTHER.

I MEAN HIS SUPER-MEGA WTF HIGH SPEED INTERNET. BYE.

Yeah, I threw that in there because I just said, "I WILL POST ABOUT TAKING ADVANTAGE OF MY ELDER BROTHER."

"WHAT?"

"I'LL EDIT THAT SENTENCE BEFORE I POST."

Current Mood: amused