tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56468356365341377252024-03-13T17:18:16.532-04:00The Taming of a Wild TigerUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger267125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-3000335147637493832020-03-13T09:28:00.002-04:002020-03-13T09:28:48.231-04:00WTF!!! - DAN GASBY MIGHT AS WELL HAVE KILLED B SMITH #RIP <span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So I am a reader of Beyond Black & White. Husband and I did an interview with them. They didn't post my interview tho, but that's another thing. So this morning I read one of their articles and it totally pissed me off. The article is <a href="https://www.beyondblackwhite.com/dan-gasby-might-as-well-have-killed-b-smith-rip/" target="_blank">here</a>. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #373e44; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ok. I just want to say that please do not promote ignorance. I am a caretaker of a person with Alzheimers and have another relative with the disease. Most people who are not educated in the disease and only speak on heresay should not further the assumptions and misinformation on the disease.
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</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #373e44; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">It may look bad that Dan brought GF into the house. Do you know what he was going thru? Is he to be celibate for the rest of his life. He was still being B's caregiver all thru this. He could've left her at the beginning of her disease. He didn't. He proceeded to take care of her thru all of this and even with the GF. So why berate him for this. If he tried to sleep with his wife he would be charged with abuse and thrown in jail and you guys would still berate the man for taking advantage of B. He can't win with you. GF probably helped him care for B. It is not an easy disease for 1 person to handle by themselves. You need someone to support you too. Who was there to support Dan? It is much harder on the caregiver than the love one. Was he to suffer alone?
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</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #373e44; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">B at the time he moved GF was already gone. All that was left was a shell. She has no idea who Dan was. All she knows is that he's the person who feeds, bathes, gives medicine and changes her diaper every day. The B everyone loved was no longer there.
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</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #373e44; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">This article totally pissed me off and I love this site. Please do research and don't promote ignorance. Some portions of this article was insightful, but it was all ruined to ignorance. DO BETTER!!!!!!</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-69128054138250929882018-09-05T20:25:00.000-04:002018-09-05T20:25:03.879-04:00Kinky Hair <div class="MsoNormal">
I follow the this blog/site called Beyond Black & White. It is a site that is supposed to be a community for inter-racial couples and/or informational about these type of relationships. I stumbled upon this site probably a year or 2 after marrying my husband. So, I never received any advice from this site or any site. My marriage came naturally and some what different from the norm. However, this is not what I want to discuss.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;">This morning I happened to read a new post (which was posted a while ago as I don’t keep up with my Reeder too often) about whether or not White men find Black women’s natural hair attractive. You can find this article <a href="https://www.beyondblackwhite.com/what-successful-non-black-men-dont-like-curly-and-kinky-hair/" target="_blank">here</a>. </span>I just wanted to touch base on this as to my experience on this.<br />
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As you know, or will learn, that the Black community frowns upon natural hair (Image is getting better now that it is being featured in advertising, etc). Your hair must always be straightened. We went thru so many fads and ways to keep our hair straight; perms, hot presses, relaxers, texturizers, taking an iron to the head. I, of course, tried multiple ways. At some point I stopped keeping my hair out and dealing with it. I am so not a hair person. So I would perm my hair with a veggie based perm and them go put mini braids with human hair. That was my easy go to. I was able to do what I want, which was put my hair into a ponytail and move on. Why did I perm it at all? I was ashamed of my very kinky edges and hair. I was teased about them mercilessly at a young impressionable age. My edges are stubborn and will still curl within 2 weeks of a perm. I spent so much money in my life getting my hair done. I’ve dated and been in relationships with my hair this way. Not one of my boyfriends or friends seen my hair out, except my BFF.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I met my husband while wearing my hair in braids. We had a fun and fast romance that still lasts until today (married 6 yrs +, together 8 yrs +). Initially when he moved in with me, I never thought about my hair until it was time for me to take down my braids. Like I said before, not one boyfriend had seen my hair outside of braids. I was soooo nervous. I thought of setting him up in a hotel for 4 days while I take down my hair and get it done. I did discuss it with him that I had to take it down and was nervous to do it in front of him. He laughed and said that I shouldn’t be nervous. He wanted to see my natural hair. So I bravely took my hair down and he loved it. I didn’t have anything to worry about. However, it took me until we were married to go natural for the second time in my life. He loved my hair then too. It is curlier than when I took out my permed hair in braids. I have very resilient 4c hair.<o:p></o:p></div>
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With being natural and taking care of my own hair my husband loved helping me take care of it. He loved to wash my hair. There is nothing more erotic than your husband washing your hair. He is one sexy man and he’s all mine. I digress. Last year Oct, I decided to loc my hair; meaning growing dreads. I discussed it with my hubby. He said go for it. At that and this point if life, my time is getting hectic and do not have time to play in my hair too much, so locking my hair was an easy solution. My hair is actually growing faster locked than out natural. It grows like weeds. My hubby now says my hair is a lot more fun now. Here's a picture of one of my <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/Bb7Ojltgc1ZqH836IXUmyOz9GQjO3WDQXKZGlU0/?taken-by=whitetigre2001" target="_blank">hairstyles</a>. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So, my Black women, do not let the Black Community dictate what they “assume” White men like. I am sure there are White guys who rather have there women with straight hair. However, if he loves you, he’ll love your hair anyway you have it. Just like the author of the blog post mention above, my hair never disabled me from mixing with any crowd. As long as your hair up-kept and looking well you will not have a problem. Rocking an Afro, locks, as long as it’s not messy. Not matter of race, if your is not done and messy, no one will take you seriously. Be yourself and love your hair. If you do, so will your significant other.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-39144931103020049782017-04-04T20:30:00.003-04:002017-04-04T20:30:33.236-04:00Old or Different WritingsI have a total of 3 blogs. This one and 2 others that I don't post to anymore. The other 2 are strict gaming blogs. <br />
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<a href="http://tigerkaosu.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Tiger Kaosu - FFXIV</a><br />
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So I was going through some of my old files and I stopped on a play I written during Junior High School (middle school for other states than NYC) thru the beginning of High School. It was a running soap opera. I wrote when I had time; on the bus, at home, This play is like a soap opera. It's ongoing and does not have an end. Ah teenage thoughts. I didn't write this because I wanted a tv deal or anything. I wrote it because there was a story in my head. Writing it out as a play was easier for me then than to write as a novel. I didn't want the story to end. There are so many plot lines and characters in it.<br />
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After reading thru it, I can salvage some story lines to make a novel out of it, if I want. The story was pretty straight forward without remembering anything of it. I'm good. However, what hit me first was how beautiful my penmanship was then. It was totally beautiful, but college totally destroyed it. It's nice now, but back then was great. Nowadays, you don't even have to write notes for college class. Some classes give you the notes and the rest you can just record. Technology has greatly advanced. Tools that are out here today I wish I had when I was in college, but I digress.<br />
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I noticed that for a teen going from JHS to HS I hit some heavy topics. I covered rape, pregnancy, marriage, AIDS, and serious relationships. What was I thinking back then? I must've been really deep, lol. I also thru in my love of SciFi in it. So I wasn't that deep, lmao. The whole play could've done better without the scifi piece, but I was young. I chalk it up as putting all my eggs in one basket. If General Hospital could slip in some SciFi, so could I, lol.<br />
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My naivete definitely shows up in this play. I just want to slap some sense into my then self. I actually thought folks could get great jobs out of HS without going to college. Wishful thinking of a young teen. The intricacies of serious relationships were so superficial and unrealistic. It is amazing to read something and see the thought patterns of your younger self. I have couple of couples in a relationship for 6 years and they just graduated HS. It is very rare for kids to be in a serious relationship from JHS. HS.. yes, but JHS, heck no.<br />
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This was a pleasant find. I am always looking for my past memories. I have a project with pictures. I have so many pictures. Huge project. Well that's my rambles for the day. I shall be back soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-63813021569442052282016-11-21T14:21:00.001-05:002016-11-21T14:21:52.869-05:00My New HobbyWhenever I am stressed I like to work on intricate things. For years it was beading; the more stressed I was the more complicated the design. Then I would absorb myself in manga too. As of late, I found Nanoblocks; it's like Lego, but waaaaayyyy smaller. It is so much fun. They come in packs based on a specific design. It also comes with a build manual. So much fun. Here are some pictures of what I have done so far. <br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L5RHTmmoFkU/WDNIhjEKjwI/AAAAAAAAAtM/mWT_a8Bevhw/s288/iphone_photo.jpg'><img src='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-L5RHTmmoFkU/WDNIhjEKjwI/AAAAAAAAAtM/mWT_a8Bevhw/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='280' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Deadpool<br /><br /><center><a href='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aJRpe7FCFKY/WDNIlSN7zwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/AJcona9Nd90/s288/iphone_photo.jpg'><img src='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aJRpe7FCFKY/WDNIlSN7zwI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/AJcona9Nd90/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='280' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />Hello Kitty<br /><br /><center><a href='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NBOBFqdDDH0/WDNIpBbofbI/AAAAAAAAAtU/idc2EZbnmRA/s288/iphone_photo.jpg'><img src='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NBOBFqdDDH0/WDNIpBbofbI/AAAAAAAAAtU/idc2EZbnmRA/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' 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I tend to give away the movie instead of hinting and leaving suspense, but I have to say something about this movie. Oh my God, this movie is fucking great!!!!<br /><br />You know that my main occupation is an accountant, so I had to go watch this. This movie could have gone sideways because most people think accountants are boring stuffy people. Which is a false stereotype that can be very annoying. They even played that up in the movie too. <br /><br />I expected to have a more of a suspense where government tried to follow lead to apprehend said corrupt accountant or something like that. I didn't expect a semi-action film. It was AWESOME!!!!! I want to be that accountant. What school do I need to go to, to learn what he has. <br /><br />A serious thought though, I believe that this movie highlighted, in a positive way, neurological and psychological issues that effect may people; autism and similar issues. They did it in a great way; the harsh and the healing. <br /><br />I must say this movie blew me away. I have to stop here or I will spill the tea on the rest of this movie. It was the best movie so far this fall. <br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-36575324317333917012016-05-19T16:27:00.000-04:002016-05-19T16:27:23.419-04:00Strawberry Letter 5/19/16<br />
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This woman is absolutely dillusional. This is what crazy is made out of. <br />
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You knew the man was married. No matter what bullshit he may say, he still married. His love is for his wife. If it wasn't, he would've divorced her. Men are very direct like that. His wife didn't put voodoo on him. He loves her and went where his heart lies. He will reconcile with her and do what is necessary to mend his marriage. You were just a mistake; a plaything he needed when he was bored and lonely. The long short of it, you got played. <br />
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Move on. Forget about him. Find someone who is single so you can direct all that crazy (you have in you) to. <br />
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Your Truly, <br />
CCHUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-52200504160016290572016-05-11T17:11:00.001-04:002016-05-19T16:18:50.482-04:00Karma's a Bitch, But DAMN!!!! At my last job, I hired an accountant to be my right hand person; let's call the accountant, Libby. I'd hired someone before her who was a total bust. So I finally get her. Then when we brought her in, she said she was pregnant. We were okay with it. She left on maternity leave and came back. All was well except personality issues with another coworker in my dept. That is acceptable as long as they get their work is done on time. I can't control people's chemistry but I can control whether they have a job or not. It's all about being professional. There were plenty of people who I didn't like at my job but I kept it professional and kept it moving. <br />
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After I left the job, I found out that Libby was bad mouthing me and saying I didn't know what I was doing. So I just removed her from working and social channels. I heard so many stories of what was going down. I chose to stay out of it. I had moved on. Until one day that I get a phone call from another former coworker who tells me a story that was unbelievable. Let's call former coworker, SoSo. <br />
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SoSo proceeds to tell me that Libby has been using corporate card and spent $12k (12,000.00) in personal purchases. But that's not all, she apparently paid herself twice thru the payroll system. But in all, she had another of my former employee in a bind where she had to leave because she was the one who brought it to CFOs attention. <br />
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This couldn't be right. It is unbelievable. So I decided to contact the former employee. She confessed the same story. She was in shambles. She says how Libby ruined her life. She was comfortable there and had a great career there. Now she's at a sucky job because of Libby. Libby was fired of course. <br />
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Eventually, I moved on from this drama until yesterday. I contacted an old coworker for some information on a vendor she used. Then she forwarded me an article about Libby. In the article, it says that Libby is charged with Grand Larceny and her trial date is set for June 1st. <br />
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This is where I am dumbfounded. I really didn't think my former company would press charges. A previous employee had stole stuff but didn't get charged. So them pressing charges on Libby is a shock. Next thing tho, she just ruined her whole entire life for $15k. She had a fiancé who makes a ton of money and a son. They just bought a house together. She is fucked in every way. If she doesn't get jail time and just probation, she will not work in accounting ever again. If she gets jail time, her son will suffer missing his mom and she still never work as an accountant for the rest of her life. If she gets off, she still will never work as an accountant for the rest of her life. Anyone can Google her name and find 2 articles on this issue. One article is in an accounting journal. She is so screwed because any job she applies for that does any search on her will see the articles and court records. It's going to be so hard for her to find a job. It's already hard for so many people and she added a strike against her name. <br />
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Now I can see if she was struggling for cash and she used the cards to buy food or stuff to live on. No she spent it on designer goods; Michele watches, $1,400 coats and bags. This is all superficial bullshit. If she wasn't happy with her salary, discuss with supervisors or find a new job. Never steal. <br />
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She is 29 years old. She has so many years in front of her that is now ruined. She stunted her career before it really got going. That is what I am more upset about too. It's just a waste of a life. <br />
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Well I always say karma's a bitch, but damn, I never thought she can be so cold hearted. People, please remember, what evil you put out, it will come back to you. So put positivity out there. <br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-48617858135487312692016-04-27T09:41:00.001-04:002017-04-05T11:44:04.752-04:00Some Random ThoughtsIt's been a while since I wrote. Life is trying to throw my curve balls and I am trying to hit home runs out of them. I really have been lost for words at what to write. I can vent all that is bothering me, but I just don't want to make this blog into a venting blog. I want this blog to be about me and my writing. <br />
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I can rant about how there are so many stupid people in the US who ate voting for that idiot Trump. None of the other candidates are great either. No matter whom is chosen, it will be awful. The way the politics are going, we are regressing and not progressing. I can go on and on but I won't. I am trying to enjoy what time I have left in this world (hopefully another 50 years or more). <br />
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I can cast self doubt on myself by comparing myself to all who grew up with me. None of them are millionaires but they are successful in their own right. I feel like I chose a bad path. But the path I'm on brought me happiness; my husband. I just feel like I started too late. My friends have at least on child and maximum 4. Married for years. Careers established. I feel like I've been spinning my wheels inna dead end job right now. I don't even feel this is the best place for my career. My job is a post all by itself so I don't want to capitalize on it here. It sucks and that's all I'm going to say. I can just wash away these doubts and stay head fast in making my situation better. That's what I am doing. <br />
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I can complain about the state of human interaction nowadays. People today are evil. They put on anonymous airs and continue to trash one another on social media. Men are treating women like objects. Women now find it better to be superficial and fake. Everyone wants to be a trash talking ghetto woman found on shows like Love & Hip Hop, Housewives of (choose any city) or stupid shows like that capitalize on making women look like idiots. Men find it easy to sleep and impregnate and leave their women and then go bash them on social media. Whatever happened to moving on to next without having to bash your past? People today do not respect each other. I know this is not for all people out there, but there is enough of this shit going around. I am glad I'm not single. I am happy I found the best husband. He makes me very happy. <br />
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I can worry about how fast time is going by. I was planning to be published way before now. However, I don't have the luxury right now to sit and do it. I have so many things to take care of. I still have to our 2015 taxes. I have a client project to work on (need steady income). I also have to fix my house but din't have the cash to do so. I just want to say 'fuck it' and just disappear at times. There are just to many things to do and so little time. With this stress, I am having a creative block. Even my dreams are not epic as they were. I really enjoyed my dreams. Now they are kind of bland. I think I may need to get away. I need a vacation.<br />
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What I really would like to write is how excited I am about the Marvel movies coming out this year. Marvel is doing it up right. I am excited for hubby and I's anniversary trip to the Poconos. I am also excited for all of our mini trips and activities planned for the rest of the year. I look forward to some down time in the future. A dream of mine is to live in a house on the beach without the issues that come with it. A woman can dream.<br />
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Until next time..... <br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-71118000416414637662016-04-04T13:42:00.000-04:002016-04-27T09:35:14.870-04:00Death In The Family: Part TresThis past weekend we went to my cousin M's funeral. He was 1 year older than me. Makes me think about my life. This my 3rd, 1st cousin to pass away. None of my aunts or uncles have passed but my generation is dying off. It is heartbreaking. <br /><br />As you know funerals tend to be family gatherings. We tend to see relatives we normally don't see. Four out of my mom's 6 siblings came and some of their children. Like all family gatherings there's going to be drama. I expected drama. This was also a chance to introduce hubby to my mom's side of the family. He only met one cousin and one Aunt. <br /><br />The drama for me was brought on by my Uncle. I haven't seen him since my cousin A's funeral. At A's funeral my Uncle had a tizzy about how the 2nd and 3rd cousins don't respect him and such. To be honest, a good chunk of the 2nd and 3rd cousins didn't even know who he was. It's not like he was around for them to get to know him. At M's funeral. I was talking to my cousin Md, introducing hubby to her and giving her our condolences. I saw my Uncle. So here how things unfolded.<br /><br />Me: Hey Uncle D<br />Uncle D: You have an uncle? <br />I hug him. <br />Uncle D: Now, you have an uncle?<br />Me: Well I tried to keep in touch with you but you never responded.<br />Uncle D: Really<br />Me: I emailed you. That's the only contact info I have for you.<br />Uncle D: (flailing his arms) I don't do no technology crap.<br />Me: so how about we exchange info at end of the funeral. (Pulling my hubby close) By the way, let me introduce you to my husband. <br />They shook hands cordially and my uncle ran off. I didn't even see him at the end of the funeral. We did not go to the Repass (where food is served and you get to socialize) afterward.<br /><br />All this happened within earshot of my mother, brother and husband. It truly irritated the shit out of me after the funeral. He was so rude and the misery coming off of his words was palpable. He was not joking or being sarcastic. My mom mentioned in car ride home that he was was mad that he didn't get invited to my wedding. None of my aunts and uncles were invited to my wedding (both sides of my family). If that was the true reason, he needs to get over it. I, however, don't think that's the case. I don't even want to bother with him any longer. He is there in title only and not relationship. I don't know I let this bother me so much to write this, but it did. <br /><br />Later that night my hubby asked if my Uncle was just being sarcastic when he was talking to me. I said nope he was being rude. He was a bit shocked at the behavior. That's just my family's behavior. This drama didn't make a solemn situation any better. <br /><br />Everyone's family is far from perfect. It's how you deal with them that makes you who you are. <br /><br />So folks I just want to end this rant with some positivity. Treat those around you as you want to be treated. And live your life as happily and freely as you wish because you are not guaranteed tomorrow.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-72352866161002942852016-02-17T18:13:00.001-05:002016-02-17T22:45:43.153-05:00Under The Knife<i> In previous post I mentioned that I was supposed to have surgery. At the end of January I finally went </i><div><i> and had it. The procedure I had is called "abdominal myomectomy". </i><div><br></div><div> "<b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">...abdominal myomectomy</b><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">is a major surgical procedure. It involves making an incision through </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> the skin on the lower</span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span><b style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">abdomen</b><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">, known as a "bikini cut," and removing the fibroids from the wall of </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> the uterus.</span></div><ol style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div class="srg"><div class="mnr-c" style="box-shadow: none; border-top-left-radius: 2px; border-top-right-radius: 2px; border-bottom-right-radius: 2px; border-bottom-left-radius: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; overflow: hidden; margin-bottom: 0px !important;"><div class="g card-section" style="margin: 0px; padding: 11px 16px 0px; line-height: 20px; word-wrap: break-word; clear: both;"><div class="rc" data-hveid="11" style="position: relative; clear: both; padding-bottom: 0px;"><div class="_OXf _myh" style="border-bottom-style: none; line-height: 20px; margin: 2px -16px 0px; padding: 0px 16px;"><h3 class="r" style="font-weight: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; line-height: 20px;"><a href="https://www.ucsfhealth.org/treatments/myomectomy/" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; word-wrap: break-word; font-size: 17px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><font color="#000000">Myomectomy | Conditions & Treatments | UCSF Medical Center</font></a></h3><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><cite class="_Rm bc" style="font-style: normal; max-width: 95%; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">https://www.ucsfhealth.org › treatments"</cite></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><i>"</i></span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><b>Fibroids</b> are abnormal growths that develop in or on a woman’s uterus. Sometimes, these tumors become quite large and cause severe abdominal pain and heavy periods. In other cases, they cause no signs or symptoms at all. The growths are typically benign (noncancerous). The cause of fibroids is unknown.</span></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><div itemprop="headline" class="article-header" style="margin: 0px 0px 13px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline;"><h1 style="margin: 10px 0px 9px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: 50px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: 17px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Fibroids</span></h1></div><div class="grid648 attribution-sharebar-container" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; display: inline; float: none; width: auto; box-sizing: border-box;"><p id="byline" class="attribution hl-byline-rules-4" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; display: inline-block; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Written by Brindles Lee Macon & Winnie Yu<br><span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline;">Medically Reviewed by <a href="http://www.healthline.com/health/medical-board" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-decoration: none;">Mark R. Laflamme, M.D.</a> on December 11, 2015</span></p></div></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">http://www.healthline.com"</span></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><cite class="_Rm bc" style="max-width: 95%;"><div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></div></cite></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">This was my first major surgery in my life. It originally felt like I was hit by a truck. I really envy mothers who've had caesarians and had to take care of their baby almost immediately. Mothers I salute you. </i></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></i></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">"</i><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none;">Caesarean section</b>, also commonly known as <b style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none;">C-section</b> and other <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caesarean_section#Orthography" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none; text-decoration: none;">spellings</a>, is a <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surgery" title="Surgery" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none; text-decoration: none;">surgical</a> procedure in which one or more <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Incision" title="Incision" class="mw-redirect" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none; text-decoration: none;">incisions</a> are made through a mother's <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abdomen" title="Abdomen" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none; text-decoration: none;">abdomen</a> and <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uterus" title="Uterus" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none; text-decoration: none;">uterus</a> to <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Childbirth" title="Childbirth" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none; text-decoration: none;">deliver</a> one or more <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Infant" title="Infant" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; line-height: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: none; text-decoration: none;">babies</a>.</span></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span><a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caesarean_section" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caesarean_section</a>"</div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></i></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I've had fibroids for a while but they never really bothered me too much. It was more of an extra pressure when my hubby laid his arm on my abdomin or an annoyance when exercising. They however increased in size and I believed I gained a lot of weight. I found that they were quite large at ending of 2014 and I was contemplating what to do. They really weren't bothering me too much. My period wasn't irregular at all. </i></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></i></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">By the summer of 2015, it all changed. My period after so long became irregular and unmanageable. I would have to wear 2 overnight pads in the day time and change them every hour to hour and a half. I never had to deal with this before and it was quite frustrating. The first time it happened I thought it was a fluke, but it continued each month. That was it. I had to take care of this matter. I couldn't keep this type of period up. Now it was a matter of timing. </i></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><br></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i>So I had to work this out with work. I originally wanted to take of this the week before Christmas, but it ended up a month later. So Jan 29th was the date.</i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i><br></i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i>Now my thoughts about my leave. I had many of them:</i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i> 1. I can finish up my novel</i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i> 2. I can catch up with my finances</i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i> 3. I can organize my house</i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i> 4. I can work on my client's work.</i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i>However, this healing process is something else. For first 2 weeks, my attention span was minimal. I slept a lot and could only do things didn't require brain power. It's now in my 3rd week. My concentration level has improved. Hence I am writing this post, lol. I have started point #2 but my creative side hasn't returned yet so point #1 is a no go. </i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i><br></i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i>I start back to work tomorrow, part time. I can't do full days yet. I am supposed to go to office in March. It is daunting because stairs is a kicker for me. I need to sit down after I climb or descend. Hopefully I'll be much better by then. </i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i><br></i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i>Now, let me tell you this recuperating period is not easy for the stubborn and independent. You need help. You also need to learn to ask for help. And you must accept help. This has been an internal struggle this whole time. Hopefully, going forward, it will not be an issue. I will have learned from this experience. I am also going to be in this position again if/when I have a baby. My doctor says I will have to have a caesarian section to deliver a baby. </i></font><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Only time will tell what will happen. I do plan to live healthily as possible. </i></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i><br></i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i>If you want to learn more about my condition, you can discuss with your ob/gyn or you can google them. This is a fairly common issue. </i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i><br></i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i>Until next time....</i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><i><br></i></font></div><div class="f kv _SWb _fof" style="margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><cite class="_Rm bc" style="font-style: normal; max-width: 95%; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></cite></div></div></div></div></div></div></ol></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-10194009161314067582016-01-27T19:46:00.001-05:002016-01-27T19:46:51.051-05:00I'm Tired Off Reading & Hearing About...I can't keep some stupid injustices to myself and not say something about it. I'm tired of reading and hearing about this. <br /><br />1. Man hits on woman, she rejects him. He continues to hit on her. She continues to reject him. Does he get the hint and go find someone else? No. He follows her outside of the club and shoots her in the chest, killing her. <br /><br />2. Man cat-calls college girl on street after Blizzard 2016. She ignores him. So he drives close and through a large puddle to soak her. <br /><br />3. Man cat-calls woman walking to her job. She ignores him. He assaults her and then rapes her. <br /><br />This is NOT okay. If a woman does not want to be bothered with you, move on. Why be violent? Men today are just a bunch of punks who can't take rejection.<br /><br />WOMEN are not OBJECTS to fuckin' own. We do not have to like you. Move the fuck on if we tell you to buzz off. There are more women out there. Find one that will like you back. <br /><br />First of all, any man that cat-calls is just a jackass in the first place. It doesn't show how hot you are. All it shows is how much of a dog you are. <br /><br />If you can't take rejection without getting violent or vindictive, then you need to go to therapy or just check yourself into the nearest prison. That's where you belong if you continue this trend. <br /><br />Women if you find yourself in these sort of predictions and it seems to be heading towards violence. CALL 9-1-1 and press charges. It is not okay to be harassed. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-14956235272580263752016-01-13T13:56:00.001-05:002016-02-17T23:01:05.206-05:00Long Overdue Old Year Wrap UpI haven't posted in awhile. I'm sorry. I have have been wrapped in a fog of funk. I've just started coming out of it. So I decided to write my 2015 recap. 2015 had been a crappy year. There were some good times too. So I'm deciding how I should present this recap; should list by topic, pros and cons or just ramble on. 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This has been a struggle all year which puts a damper on everything throughout last year. Couldn't accomplish what I wanted this year because of this job. Hence my fog of funk. <br />
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2. I have to have surgery. It's a bit stressful especially never really having major surgery before. I try not to show my stress, but it's there. I'm mostly aprehensive of the scar after surgery and getting a catheter during surgery. I will probably be depressed about it because I'll feel damaged. It took me a month getting over a root canal. <br />
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3. I didn't get a chance to publish my book. I haven't even been able to sit down to write and edit. I was hoping to do so before end of 2015. My mind has been clouded and my inspiration to write was extremely minimal. Being in a funk saps inspiration and creativity.<br />
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1. My husband has been my rock this year and always, but this year truly. I look forward to more years of him being my rock. <br />
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So for the better part of the year end and new year, I've been absorbing myself into reading a lot of manga. If you are on my Goodreads, you'd see a ton of manga being read. It helps me get out of reality and my funk. I really need to get out of it. <br />
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I am hoping this year will be better. It is starting off rough. Maybe it'll get much better. I hope to post a more positive post sooner. <br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-1697952841923647682016-01-01T00:01:00.000-05:002016-01-01T11:23:50.293-05:00Happy New Year 2016<br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=16/01/01/131.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/16/01/01/s_131.jpg' border='0' width='280' height='229' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br />May 2016 bring you joy and prosperity.<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-37070330106318378602015-11-08T21:22:00.001-05:002016-02-17T23:01:27.289-05:00Introducing ...........<div>
Hi. CC allowed me to introduce myself. She's awesome, but you guys know that already. I've never really introduced myself before so please bare with me. Let me get to my intro. Drum roll please..... (Tapping on the desktop). My name is Amelie. Most call me Mel or Meli. I'm from a quaint little town called Pinevale in Upstate New York. It's a little town that houses a lot of sleep away camps in the summer. It's home and I love it. </div>
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CC: (sighs) Hey Meli, what do you need? </div>
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CC: Fine. (Shaking head) But you'll owe me. </div>
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CC: (looking at the screen) You guys are my witness, she promised me. (Turning back to Meli) I want a date with Lane. </div>
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Meli: (groans) You know I can't guarantee that. He's so fickle. </div>
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CC: You promised and I have witnesses. </div>
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CC: (clears throat) So what brings you here today?</div>
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CC: (mumbling) Trust me it's not only then.</div>
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Meli: (somber) It was rough growing up. My mom did her best. When I was a kid, the council made my mom send me to some lab because I exhibited some power that was beyond my age. There they kept me strapped to a bed; constantly took my blood. There was this boy who eventually took pity on me and opened the restraints I was in. That was the most difficult time for me. Once I escaped and told my mom what was happening, she moved us away. That's when we found Pinevale and settled down. I hate that part of my childhood. Only brings back pain and distrust. From there, I grew up as normally as possible for a witch. My mom kept all council related dealings away from me. I wanted nothing to do with them. They were evil to me. I learned on my own (with help of mom and Cecil) how to manage my powers. They are my backbone. They are my family.</div>
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Meli: (annoyed) What father? Mine was a deadbeat. He left my mom when I was still in the womb. If I had the gumption, I'd find him and torture him.</div>
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Meli: (shrugs) Never said I was a saint. </div>
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CC: So do you have a boyfriend?</div>
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Meli: (laughing) I have what I have. That's all folks need to know. </div>
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Meli: (with a happy glow on her face) She's very well. She's retired and traveling the world. Right now she's on a cruise. I'm so jealous. I haven't had a vaca in so long.</div>
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Meli: (tensing up) What I have is a constant training regime that I can't seem to shake. My slave drivers have learned my tricks. BRB, I'm hungry.</div>
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Meli: (with a toothy smile) Much. Thanks. Now where were we? What keeps me busy? Besides the slave drivers keeping me constantly training, I have taken up gaming. </div>
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Meli: My bad. I forgot. MMORPGS stand for Massively multiplayer online role playing game. You get to play a game with people all over the world. I love it. </div>
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Meli: (giggling like a kid) Final fantasy 14. My character is the cutest Mi'quote ever. It's a cat girl. She has silverishy blue hair and eyes. I so love my character. I think I'll dress up as her for Halloween. Tee hee. </div>
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Meli: So the world can know your greatness. </div>
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CC: Why should I be? You are like my inner self. My best friend for years.</div>
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Meli: Ahh one of those. Most of the time, I see more sniveling kids always crying that they miss their moms or dads. Ugh, they are so annoying.</div>
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CC: Really? You ask me that? You've been haunting me for years. I couldn't get away from you. You came in my dreams, my daydreams whenever I had a peaceful moment. You're a damn stalker.</div>
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Well thank you guys for listening... Err.... Reading this post. It was nice meeting you. I hope to talk with you in the near future. I'm sorry I have to run so soon, but I'm being summoned. Next time will be better. Trust me. I also hope you'll like CC's book about me. It's very action packed. Take care and stay safe. </div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-9047072967446620332015-10-31T11:36:00.001-04:002015-10-31T11:36:47.636-04:00This is for the HealersFor all my peeps who play a MMO. Especially a healer, this picture is for you. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><center><a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=15/10/31/125.jpg'><img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/15/10/31/s_125.jpg' border='0' width='180' height='280' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />I can't help laugh everytime I see this. <br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-83067208190834977272015-10-20T10:25:00.000-04:002015-10-20T10:25:00.571-04:00Reading is So Much FunLately I've been in a reading frenzy. My Goodreads account can attest to that. I still have a ton of books to add to my read folders. I used to be the woman on the train nose into a book. Now I have my nose in front of an iPad mini. <br /><br />When Amazon came out with the Kindle, I was not enthused. Who would really want to read on a device? Carrying a book was so much better. You couldn't convince me otherwise. I'm known to be stubborn. Then at a point I stopped wearing these oversized pocketbooks (purses to some). They were heavy and starting to hurt my shoulder. I would carry everything including the kitchen sink in there; purse (to some, wallet), book, iPad, iPhone, umbrella, lotion, etc (you get the picture). So I moved to Amazon Kindle App. Why use iBooks? I can transfer my purchases to any device that has it available. Yay, for practicality. It is my husband who convinced me to use iBooks. So now I am entangled in Apples ecosystem. They have me hooked for life. <br /><br />Anyway, I like to read a variety of genres, but my Goodreads will show that I read a lot Manga. Manga is essentially Japanese comics. I particularly like the Shojo (focused for women readers), slice of life and some Shonen (focused for men). It really all depends on the story. I am not limited to just manga either. They are in more of an abundance between releases from favorite authors. <br /><br />I love Catherine Coulters FBI series and Brit in FBI series. Please don't get her confused with Ann Coulter. I don't know if they are related, but Ann is a racist jackass (sorry for the language). I'm all for conservatives and what have you. Just don't be a racist jackass and you'd get a better reaction from me. I got off course a bit. The last book I read just came out in September and I finished it within a week. It was called End Game. It was soooo good. I was in serious withdrawal. I have to wait until next year for the next book, very sad face here. Catherine, if you read this, please write faster. I need my Nicholas fix. <br /><br />Reading is a great hobby. You get brought into a whole new world where the impossible can happen. I love to use my imagination as I read. I have such rich views on what the author is telling in his/her story. I get very disappointed when a book ends too. I go thru some stages of grief. Then I imagine a continuation in my head. Or I imagine how the characters would fit into reality. <br /><br />I hope I give my readers the same feel when they read one of my books. It would be awesome to have the following some others have but it is a dream. New authors rarely get that great a following unless they tap just the right set of people. I will do my best to try. I would love to be a full time writer and reader. I'd be in hog heaven. But I'd miss my husband, family and friends. <br /><br />Anyway, this is my nonsensical post for the day. Stay tuned. I will introduce you to Meli. She is dying to meet you. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-53032026826580211582015-10-15T19:00:00.000-04:002015-10-16T12:10:12.934-04:00C.C. Hartley's in the HouseThe name I'm using as an author is C.C. Hartley. It is a shortened version of my name. It is way too long to put on a book cover, I must say. The name also has a wonderful sound to it. <br /><br />At first, I didn't really like it. I was never going to use my real name. Then I thought differently. Why hide behind a pen name that makes me anonymous? I should be proud to be seen as an author. Now, if I venture into the erotic (XXX) novels, well.... maybe then I'd use a pen name. I don't want people in my corporate life to treat me differently. Wouldn't want to lose clients.<br /><br />So what's behind a pen name? Don't we all use it daily in our lives? We make up user names for Instagram, Twitter, Pinterest etc. Why are we afraid of using our real names? Some of us do, because we want to troll others, harass others or want to say lewd or derogatory statements online without being identified. Then there are those of us us, who are normal upright people, who use them for good and are based on things that hold meaning. My user name (I keep the same name where ever I go) is my favorite animal. I love Tigers. White ones more-so because they are more rare. I think tigers are my soul animal. Unfortunately, my Chinese zodiac puts me under "Rabbit". I am so not a rabbit. <br /><br />This post was about introducing you to my almost complete novel and it turned out as a discussion of pen names. Boy, I am so easily distracted. I could've just deleted above paragraphs and start again but why should I? It's me. Love me or hate me, but I'm always going to be me. So let me continue with my post. <br /><br />My novel is about to be finished. I just have make it pretty (put in more descriptives), have it edited and then find an artist to illustrate my cover. This particular story is a start of a series. This character has been in my head for nearly 20 years. She needed to be born. It's a paranormal fiction. I would place it in fiction, but since it has paranormal creatures it's going to be placed under horror.<br /><br />The only thing that is giving me a block is a title for the novel. I've never been good with naming and such. I struggle for titles for blog posts. I want the title to grab people. I don't necessarily want it to be obvious that it's a series either. Maybe I should hold a contest to make a title, lol. <br /><br />What is the book about? I would love to answer this question, but I'm trying to learn the knack of not relaying too much info and keep you interested in reading the whole book. What I can say is that it has vampires and witches (variety of types). It does have a little romance in it, but it's not the main focus. In a future post I will post introductions to the protagonist and antagonist. I am looking forward to seeing how people react to my introductions. <br /><br />What sets my novel apart from others? Other authors have created their own myths behind vampires. My mythology is more biological mixed with magic. Other vampires are either lusty or evil. My vampires are sexy yes, but they are not inherently evil. They are more humanized. Just like humans, what they go thru in life is what makes their personality what it is. They just don't switch personalities when they are turned (over even if they weren't). My vampires don't glitter, glow or shine. There is only one distinct feature that sets them apart from humans. I will let you learn about that when you read my story. <br /><br />I was hoping to have this novel published at the end of this month but this is not realistic. Maybe end of November. I also need to work on my website too. So much to do and so little time. <br /><br />Ta ta for now.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-90527064713823397312015-10-14T14:30:00.001-04:002015-10-14T14:31:59.825-04:00Times Are A Changin'.....It's been a while since I last posted. There have been a lot going on; some good, some bad and some in between. Today is not to inundate you with all that's on my mind, it's to tell you about some changes. I will inundate you later. There is a lot to be said. <br />
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I have been contemplating what to do with my life now that I have the liberty to do so. So I decided to pursue my independence in a sort if manner. It's not like I'm a slave or an indentured servant or any sort like that. It's more like pursuing what makes me happy. What makes me happy and satisfies my imagination is reading and writing. So I am going to step forward in the next direction. I know I can't afford to go cold turkey. I am working on becoming a freelancer in my current field. That should help bring in some money to pay my bills and still be flexible enough to pursue my current goal. <br />
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I started on my goal 2 weeks ago. Since I have a published book prior, I have turned my Goodread's account into an author account. Yay!!!! I was so excited. So now besides people reading my blog posts here, they'll be able to read it on Goodreads. This is going to be my platform to advertise to book lovers and to meet other fellow authors. I am so excited about this. I need to thank my collaborators in my Paranormal and Horror Lovers group on Goodreads to let me contribute to their anthology. Without that I couldn't create an author page until I actually finished my book. That would be too late if I want to generate buzz. But let's leave this topic alone for right now. I will revisit it soon. <br />
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What does this mean for this blog? Not very much. I am still going to be the same opinionated woman. I will stay true to myself. However, I may stop posting things that will cause horrible backlash. I don't want to be a Rayven Simone and back peddle on my beliefs because I upset a group of people's feelings. If anyone knows me, they know I don't like to apologize. So I will make sure not to do something that would cause me to. I follow the old saying, "if you don't have something positive to say, don't say it at all". I whole hearted believe that. I do get into moods where I vent and say stuff I believe at the moment but later change my opinion. I'm human and a woman so I'm allowed. I will try to refrain from bad behavior here unless I need the controversy. <br />
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I will continue to blog on games, life, book reviews and all that I encompass on this blog. Topics I will refrain from (which I believe I have managed to do so far) discussing religion and politics. I particularly hate politics more-so than religion. These are 2 topics that bring out the worse in human behavior. <br />
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I will strive to be as positive as possible. This world is filled with so much negativity that I want to contribute to some positivity. To shine some light where there is an abundance of dark. <br />
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This is only the beginning of a new chapter in my life and I hope to bring you along on this journey. I do hope you enjoy the ride. <br />
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I have to see this movie!!! I just have to. If anyone knows me, I love me some Deadpool. He's the shit!!!!!! OMG. I'm so fuckin' psyched right now!!!!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-91368885802646327182015-07-31T16:28:00.001-04:002015-10-14T14:32:35.913-04:00Review: Video Girl Ai, Vol. 13: Fade Out<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/986061" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"><img alt="Video Girl Ai, Vol. 13: Fade Out" border="0" src="http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1347860491m/986061.jpg" /></a>
<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/986061">Video Girl Ai, Vol. 13: Fade Out</a> by <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13741">Masakazu Katsura</a><br />
My rating: <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1350866964">3 of 5 stars</a>
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This review is for Volumes 1 thru 13. <br />
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This series is good. Only thing is that the protagonist is so cowardly & indecisive that it's very irritating. I don't find what the girls feel for such a cowardly guy. However, isn't it the very purpose of the video girl to toughen him up a bit. I love all the complications and twists the story has brought. I shed some tears and cracked up. If any book can do this, then it's okay. <br />
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You will love Ai. She shows how women are super when it comes to making sure the ones we love are taken care of before we take care of ourselves. She truly was fleshed out well. <br />
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I gave the series 3 stars because author could've given more substance to protagonist. The story needed some more 'ommpf'. Overall a good story.
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-57740040929071934772015-04-22T21:35:00.000-04:002015-04-22T21:35:35.683-04:00It's All About Dat AssSo I've been born with an ample sized ass. So has my sister, my mother, most of my family. No matter what side of my family, the asses are ample. It's all in my genes. This is also my ultimate insecurity in life. <br />
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In elementary school, I remember walking in the lunch room and some girls snickered at me. One was bold enough to ask me if I stuffed tissue in my panties to make my booty big. That was the first time anyone really brought attention to it. I felt very insecure then. I remember telling my sister about it. She said not to worry about the other girls, they are just jealous. She made me feel better for the time period. <br />
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Now bring me to JHS. This by far was the worst period in my whole life. If I was suicidal then, I'd probably not be hear today. I had to take crowded buses to school which gave to anonymous people grabbing my ass. This was a constant issue I had. Also some guys who hung around me would try to accost me so they could get a feel. I also couldn't wear the same jeans all my friends wore because they couldn't fit my ass. At this point I despised my ass. I hated it with such a passion that I told my mom if I could save enough money, could I get a butt reduction. All my ass ever did was bring me was unwanted attention and pain. I wanted it gone. <br />
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In HS, I tried my best to try and hide it. I wore extremely baggy pants a lot. I didn't want people to pay attention to it. I refused to change my clothes for gym. I didn't want girls to see my ass in order to tease me. I would put sweatpants over my jeans. I got in trouble a lot with that. I was at one point failing gym because I wouldn't change. As the years progressed in HS, my ass was no longer an issue with the masses. I felt comfortable with my group of friends to be able to change for gym and wear less baggy pants. By senior year of HS I was at an easy truce with my ass. <br />
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College and my 20s served to be a back and forth with my ass. I couldn't wear what I desired to wear because my ass was too big. At this point surgery was not on my mind at all as it was in JHS. Dating was hard. It was difficult to know if the guy was dating me for me or to get close to my ass. So much talk over my ass. I kept wishing it would just disappear. <br />
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My 30s is much better. I tried not to pay it much attention. In your 30s you start not giving a fuck. I found what fits me best that minimized the look of my ass. Dating was still a pain in the ass. There are just so many frogs out there. Thank God I found my husband who does not make it a point to point out my ass.<br />
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Now these past 5 years, with the hypersexualization of women in the media, big asses are so in style. Women are going under the knife to get bigger booties. They are illegally getting silicone injections in their ass to increase the size. Women are literally dying for a big ass. Women with big asses are glorified all over the media: Kim Kardashian (she ain't even close to mine), Amber Rose, Nicki Minaj to name a few. So they guys are looking for women with the big ass now more fervently now than before. This makes me uncomfortable. Just when I feel okay with my ass, someone has to bring it back to attention. I hate having to walk past the hoodrats at block corners without having them watching my ass. This is why I am usually mean mugging. I don't like being catcalled and will not acknowledge anyone who tries to. I don't want to give any of these jackasses any idea that they can even come up to my level to try and talk to me. I don't want my ass attracting the wrong attention now that it is a major spotlight in media. One would think this would make me feel better. It just increases me insecurity. <br />
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I have tried so hard to get rid of this insecurity, but it won't budge (like my ass). There are days where I can ignore it and there are days that I am so self conscious about it that it takes me forever to choose an outfit. I don't know if it'll ever go away. It is so ingrained in me. Time will tell. But for those kids who may read this, don't let your peers make you insecure. I succumbed to it and it's a life long battle. Be happy with all that you are given.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-70889423489071839872015-03-26T09:43:00.001-04:002015-10-14T14:32:49.539-04:00Assholes Get's The FingerYesterday I had a wonderful lunch with my husband. As with standard practice and love, he walks me close to my job and kisses me goodbye. So yesterday when he did that, there happen to be a bunch of Black guys (around ages 20-40) who was chatting at the corner. I saw them when we walked up, but I didn't care about them whatsoever. When the kiss happened the jaws dropped. My husband, who's oblivious to everyone around him went on his way after the kiss leaving me with the guys. This is the conversation as they followed me to my destination across the avenue.<br />
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Me: Yep</div>
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Me: If he was my husband, then yes.</div>
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Guy 3: But you let that White dude kiss on you.</div>
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Me: Exactly</div>
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Guy 1: Ooooh so dude is your husband?</div>
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Me: (flashing my left hand) Yeah. </div>
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Guy 3: Yo that's wrong. You married a White dude?</div>
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Guy 2: Why didn't you give brothers a chance.</div>
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Me: Who said I didn't?</div>
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Guy 3: How many kids you got? Cuz White men only marry Black Women to save them. </div>
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Me: Excuse me? I don't have any kids. I'm not the woman to lay down with a guy to have kids unmarried. I have more respect for myself than that. </div>
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Guy 1: You could've married a brother.</div>
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Me: (laughing) You know you brothers don't marry Black women. Y'all just want to sleep with them, impregnate them and move onto the next chick.</div>
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Guy 2: Is it our fault that the girl just didn't come up to par. </div>
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Me: Yet you get them pregnant.</div>
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Guy 2: So what. I take care of mines. (Thumping his chest)</div>
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Me: Are y'all done, cause I have to get back to work. </div>
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Guy 3: So why you marry a White guy? </div>
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Me: Easy because I love him and he does what a husband is supposed to do. Love me and provide for me. </div>
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Guy 1: A brother could do that to. </div>
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Me: I'm going to say this to you guys once and I'm going to work. I dated Blacks, Whites, and Latinos. Some were good folks that didn't work out, some were frogs. But in the end it is who I fell in love with proposed to me. It is how you treat people. Race does not come in when it comes to matters of your heart. If you have issues with Black women dating outside our race. Step up your game and become men. Get an education. Get a career. Stop trying to hustle. Respect women, because coming at me they way you did, shows lack of respect. You think you own us as if we're property. We are not your property. So I'm going back to work now. (I turn to leave)</div>
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Guy 2: Bitch</div>
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I just give him the middle finger and walk in my building. </div>
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This is one of rare occurences I get because of my relationship. I really don't care what people think of my relationship. I'm a happiliy married woman. People are not part of it. They are not in my house living with me. And even if they were, they still don't have any rights to say anything about my relationship. This is the 21st century. Interracial relationships should be the norm and not something to gawk at. I'm glad I don't have this issue a lot. It would be tiring. I would start losing more hope in mankind. </div>
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So ignorant people, if you see me walking with, kissing, hugging my husband, stay away from me if you know what's best for you. </div>
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Brave Frontier by Alim/Gumi<br />
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Brave Frontier is what you would call a passive MMO. You require friends and battle other players, never in real time. In order to play this game you MUST have data on your device or access to Wifi. A good chunk of your game is stored on Gumi's servers. <br />
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Learning the game play is pretty easy. After the screen above you will see the following screens. <br />
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Any interesting news and events are told here. <br />
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Your daily goals. It's what you need to build up Brave Points daily. <br />
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This is your main page. Where you see Quest, you can swipe to the right or left to get other areas such Vortex, Arena, Imperial Capital Randall and Raid (coming some time in the future). Quest is the story line. Vortex are special dungeons that can test your strength and/or farm items. Arena is where the MMO part comes into play. It's your team battling others around the world (excluding Japan because they have their own version). Imperial Capital is some random areas. You can get you could get your gaming record there (but you can get it from the menu area too). I can't tell you about Raid because it's not available yet. <br />
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When you click on Unit below, you get the picture above. You use Fuse unit to do just that. Units get levels and attributes by fusing units together, not by experience (bummer). Evolve unit allows your Unit to become a more evolved unit. Units can get rarer and more powerful as they evolve. Max rarity is 7 stars. You get a lot of worthless units as you go thru game. You can either fuse them to existing units or sell them. There are different types of units, but getting into it here will make this a novel and not review. You can research at the Wiki here. <br />
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The Town is where you craft items and spheres you will use during gameplay. <br />
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Since this is a Freemium (free to play with in-app purchases) there is a shop for you to purchase gems. Gems can do what each button says in picture above and allow you to do what they call Rare Summon. Gumi/Alim are pretty generous with gems. So you definitely play the game without spending your cash. <br />
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Rare summon is where you can get rare units that you will not get thru regular game play. It costs 5 gems to do 1 summon. <br />
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When you battle in Quest or Vortex you get an allie. With each alie, you are give Honor points. These points add up. With these points you can Honor Summon. Typically you get fodder, but when they do Super Honor Summon, you can get level increasing hard to get units. It costs 200 honor points to summon 1 unit. Honor points stack really quickly. So I usually save them for Super Honor summon. <br />
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Social is where you have your Friend's list. You can also receive and send gifts between you and your friends. <br />
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This game is really easy to play. You don't need to be a rocket scientist at all. It's challenging and entertaining. It keeps me entertained and distracted. <br />
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There is a couple of issues. <br />
1. Since your game is stored on their servers you get a lot of connection errors. You will see a lot of this: <br />
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2. Since game on their server, you tend to have issues like gems disapearing (you can restart fame and they come back, very few times they won't in which you contact Gumi suport), reloading issues, their server crashing because too many people are on game and odd sorts if stuff. It gets frustrating at times. For all the issues that are server-side Gumi gives you presents in game for the grievances (gems and hard to get stuff). <br />
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The server issues can be annoying but I'm patient. It doesn't distract me from playing. I'm sure Gumi never expected so many players to join. I wonder what they expected after they put out a television commercial. They have a lot of work to do to get their servers in tip top shape. <br />
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During all they technical stuff, they still put out new content and events. I have only done one event. But they are trying to keep their players entertained. Which is a lot more than a lot of Apps do to keep their players (freemium versions). <br />
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So I give this game 4 stars<br />
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iOS, Android, Kindle FireUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646835636534137725.post-33998773269014545862015-01-05T00:23:00.001-05:002015-02-06T10:02:27.881-05:00Welcome to 2015Happy New Year!!! <br />
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2015 is a year for change and status quo for this blog. <br />
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Let's start with the changes I've made today and going forward. In the past couple years I maintained a separate blog for gaming and app reviews called Tigerkirara's Page For Gaming & App Review (page is now gone). I slowed down on posting on both blogs. So I decided to combine it into this blog. Why? With my minimal time it's hard to maintain both as well as my third blog for the MMO I'm playing. <br />
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So if you look at my topic list, you'll see 'Gaming' and 'Apps' listed. That way you can view those posts directly. I already have book reviews, I may as well just add these to my growing list of topics. <br />
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What I'm keeping status quo is that my blog has multiple topics. I don't like being pigeon-held to one type of topic. My blognis not an expert blog. It's a general blog. It's my feelings at tumes, my thoughts, my interests, my life. I am not one dimensional so my blog should reflect me. This blog is not for my business. I'm not trying to make money out of it. <br />
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Maybe some of my posts interests you, makes you laugh is good enough for me. I don't really gossip on here about celebrites either. There's way too many blogs out there for that. So my little world here is nice a cozy. <br />
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However, if you have suggestions, don't hesitate to leavd them in comments. Hopefully you will enjoy yourself here. <br />
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So stick around, 2015 is going to be a big year for all of us. Let's start our adventures together. <br />
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