You can actually grab your avatar and even your sprite sheets from the archive site. Here’s you:
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Oh, I did, but I never saved the version for that particular outfit.
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I reckon you’re being too hard on yourself about ‘getting your shit together’. From what you’ve written, your stepdad’s diagnosis was very sudden, so there was no way you could have predicted this situation arising.
Also, I don’t know what a story booth is, but in my head it’s like the recording set-up in Tenacious D’s clip for ‘best song in the world’ (or whatever that’s actually called)… so in my imagination, you, your mum and stepdad are rockin’ out while telling their story! 
Anyway, my thoughts continue to be with you and yours. And as someone else in this thread said recently, remember to take care of yourself too.
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I’m sorry; that sucks.
ETA:
I’m so sorry you’re going through this.
*hugz
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Story Corps!
That would be an acceptable alternative…
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This morning when I dropped my daughter off at daycare she ended up screaming and needing to be physically restrained from following me. A little over a month from now I’m going to be trying to get her on a school bus or into a kindergarten class and I’m not going to have that kind of physical cooperation from whoever I’m handing her off to.
I want to have a conversation with her about how she feels and why I need to her to cooperate in the morning, but I can’t even think of how that conversation would go.
Here’s the reality: in the past life was very harsh and if you didn’t work hard there just wouldn’t be enough food to eat - you’d die as a consequence of your choice not to work. These days that’s not true anymore, we could feed everyone including those who don’t do things that society agrees are “work” but the system we created to try to assign food to people based on the work they did continues to not assign food to people because of their lack of work. And you can’t just work if you want to - you can’t find a problem that needs solving and solve it, you need approval to solve the problem by people who are appointed to choose what problems need to be solved otherwise it doesn’t count. Where once upon a time you had to work because there were consequences to not working, now you have to work because otherwise you will be punished. I go to work because I live in terror. I swallow my fear and my grief because that’s what is necessary to survive, so maybe you, as a little girl, could start practicing to swallow those negative feeling too!
I imagined a little fairy tale about a dragon that used to terrorize people that has since been locked away in a cave behind giant gates, but the people keep sending people to die fighting it anyway.
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You’d be surprise how well a conversation like this might work. I was a serial offender as early as kindergarten. I preferred going to the office rather than staying in class so it was no big deal. My parents finally told the principal that the consequence for getting in trouble was perceived as a reward. Once the principal made it clear that she was disappointed whenever I was sent to visit the office, it was as if a lightbulb went off.
Best of luck!
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The sprog was like that at first. I would stop just around the corner and listen for a bit, he was just upset at me leaving not upset at where he was as he would quit about 10 seconds after I was around the corner. After a few days he had it figured out that I come back later and then would get upset I was taking him away from fun time with his friends.
She will get it figured out and happily hop on the bus for school in a few months cause taking the bus is fun at that age.
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I’ve been dropping her off at daycare for over three and a half years.
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Well nevermind then. I wonder what was going on with that. Mine kinda went in an out of stages of being upset at us leaving or dropping off at the babysitter. It may have just been an off day for the kid.
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I had someone from Oxford City Council visit my house earlier today. They decided that my landlord hadn’t maintained my house to a reasonable standard (I have had windows that won’t open for several years among other faults) and are about to put a block on my eviction (for up to six months). They will be making a formal visit in two weeks.
This is good, not a victory yet but a stay of execution. I hadn’t found anywhere suitable to move to and my friends place isn’t ready for me to move in yet.
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Fuck today. The cardiac surgeon used the term “Hail Mary” when discussing my father’s upcoming triple bypass surgery.
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Was this the first time she went to day care? My daughter did that when she started her school for the first week. After that, she was fine. She still loves her school, actually and is looking forward to going back after a while.[quote=“anon50609448, post:2083, topic:67518”]
I’ve been dropping her off at daycare for over three and a half years.
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Ah! There might be something else going on then. Do you know if she’s having problems at school? I hate to bring that up, because it’s very scary, but if she’s still having problems getting dropped off, it’s obviously not just the normal fears that some kids go through (my daughter is super shy in general).
Good luck!
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So, my wife’s crown* broke off just before vacay (2 weeks ago).
She went in to day, and… after insurance it’s about $600 bucks.
And that’s after the sympathy $100 discount.
Did I tell you how she scraped the side of the van the same day her crown cracked? That’ll be a $500 co-pay right there.
I also got a flat-tire that week. Total puncture, had to replace it.
And a nice little freelance gig that a friend helped me connect with just prior to vacation… after I return the client told me she found somebody else in the meantime. AAAAAARGH!!!
* tooth
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In the course of an hour (whilst wifey was gone getting her crown redone and I was WFH upstairs) my son flooded the bathroom and the kitchen (playing with water) and poured half of a giant bucket of cheezballs over the living room floor (“I was hungry!”).
And, totally unrelated I swear, my voice is now hoarse.
And I owe my wife an apology for saying she yelled at the kids more loudly than I did.
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Can you try to find out if she’s being bullied (or worse)?
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Good point!
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We’re pet sitting a rabbit (my 15yo’s Spanish teacher’s rabbit) for the summer and the thing hurt its back paw. Google is scaring me … talk of amputation, putting it to sleep, etc if it’s a broken leg. Or it could need a splint, or who knows what. No idea how it did this, but in the AM I gotta call this woman and see what she wants me to do. I’m not really in the mood to spend hundreds of dollars (or more, google says) on someone else’s rabbit. My kids swear they didn’t do anything, so I don’t think it’s their fault. But from the owner’s point of view, she gave us a perfectly fine rabbit and now it’s got a problem. So … maybe the right thing to do is split the bill? And the “after care” doesn’t sound fun. Keep it confined, etc. All of this was for the 8yo who wanted to start little pet sitting business (with our help of course- she’s 8). Grrrrrrr. FML.
[ yeah I see other people on here with much bigger problems … hugs to all those suffering for realz ]
Edit: Some reddit thread where a pet-sitted dog ate a sock was overwhelming saying the owner pays for $370 vet bill. I’ll see what this woman says tomorrow. My default position is … rabbit did something to its foot and it was not my fault (i.e. not stepped on, dropped, etc)… She should pay. If she says “$500?? Just put it to sleep then” I guess I’ll chip in. I don’t want it to be put to sleep. Sigh.
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When people pet-sit our dogs I take it as given that I pay all vet expenses.
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Ditto. I don’t want the sitter to not take the dog to the vet because he’s afraid of the cost.
We can hash out the money thing later if there’s some reason to, but the basic agreement is, “you take her to the vet when she needs it, I pay the bills.”
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