nomoreuturns: Moriarty <3 (Is that a British Army Browning L9A1 in)
So I was going to post about the awesomeness of Warrior*, but I've had to shelve that in favour of writing my Political Institutions final essay on the nuclear family.

And here's where I take time out of writing this freaking time-and-soul-suck of an essay to talk about how much I hate mandatory word counts. I seriously think a fair chunk of insanity in this world can be traced back to mandatory word counts...people either keep writing long after they should have stopped, or they're cut off before they can bring up their best points.


I get why they instituted the mandatory word count (at least, I think I do), but I still hate freaking annoying... *grumblegrumblegrumble*

* Short version: love love LOVE, holy shit, so freaking awesome, if you haven't seen it go and see it.
nomoreuturns: Have a flower... (Flower)
Dear @crashfrog

From what you've been saying in the comment thread of this article on, I do think that you really are concerned about people who want to have sex but cannot feel the urge/become aroused/enjoy sex due to a hormonal/neurochemical imbalance or some other physical cause. If someone doesn't feel the urge to have sex because there is something out-of-whack then of course they should be given help to rectify it, if they want to rectify it.

However, that isn't a factor with asexuals (or if it is a factor, then they're fine with it). Someone who is asexual may enjoy an orgasm as much as the next guy or gal, but have no desire to get down and dirty with another person. That doesn't make them disabled, or defective, or wrong: it just means that if they do feel sexual arousal, then they like their hands or their toys instead of another person's touch. It also doesn't prevent them from experiencing affection for another just means they don't feel the urge to have sex with that person. They can still express affection for and be in a loving relationship with their partner(s), they can still have a family...they just won't have sex. Which is fine. Really!

Having sex with another person may be a big part of your life experience, but it isn't necessarily a big part of everyone's life experience. If a person doesn't want to have sex because they just don't want to have sex, that's OK. It's just what feels right for them, and since what feels right for them isn't hurting anyone, there is nothing wrong with that. Not having sex is not going to stop them from falling in love or forming attachments or having children if that is what they want out of life.

But, just out of curiosity: if you believe that asexuality - not being sexually attracted to anyone - is a disability, then how did you come to the conclusion that homosexuality is a sexual orientation (see here)? Homosexuality is the inability to be sexually attracted to people of the opposite sex...and since someone who identifies as homosexual is incapable of experiencing a so-called "central aspect of the human condition", by your reasoning it should be classified as a disability. In fact, heterosexuality should be classified as a disability, too, as heterosexuals are unable to be sexually attracted to people of the same sex. Think of all the sexual contact these people are missing out on! It's unnatural! We must tinker with their brain chemistry until they want all the sex with all the people!

I'm aware that those last few sentences may come across as mocking instead of the intended "light-hearted joking" tone I am aiming for, and I apologise if they do. I just think it's odd that you chose to draw the line there. It's like your brain could process the concept that some people want sex with both men and women, and that some people want sex with men or women, but then it got to the concept that some people don't want sex with anyone at all and shorted out.

Not really sure how to finish this off, to be honest. Bottom line (for me, at least):

Asexuality is a sexual orientation. The asexual person does not get physical enjoyment out of, and does not become aroused by, participating in sexual acts with other people. Like those of other sexual orientations, they can form romantic relationships and have families, but they won't have sex with their partner(s) (or if they do, it is for the benefit of their partner(s), and they won't enjoy the act itself).

They are not disabled.
They are not defective.
They are not wrong.
They do not need to be fixed.
They do not need their brains or bodies meddled with.
They do not need your pity, or your scorn, or your disapproval.

As long as they are happy and healthy, they are fine. Please do them the courtesy of respecting them and their choices, even if you find it difficult to understand.

[personal profile] nomoreuturns


For the record, I have no idea what my sexual orientation is. I thought I was straight, and then I started liking girls as well as guys (but couldn't admit it seriously to myself - or anyone else - until I was 20 and had met some really amazing people who helped me realise that hey, it really is OK). And while I like the idea of kissing and orgasms are, my stance on the idea of sleeping with anyone teeters back and forth between OK and Meh every time I think about it (and I think about it a lot)...I don't know if that's because I have never had sex, or if I'm just instinctively not into the act itself. I know I want kids someday, and I think I could settle into a committed relationship with someone (or sometwo, or somethree...) at some point in the future.

For now, I'm calling it theoretical bisexuality. Because even though I like the idea of undoing Grace Park's pants with my teeth and then kissing my way down her body, or tying Alex O'Loughlin and/or Daniel Dae Kim to a bed and having my wicked way with them,* I have no idea what I'd do if I was ever in a situation like that, because I have no practical experience of any sexual situation involving other people.

* Am on a Hawaii Five-0 kick...can you tell? ;) How so hot, guys???


May. 26th, 2011 11:22 pm
nomoreuturns: Have a flower... (Flower)
So. My mum has wanted to see Kylie Minogue in concert for a few years now, but she's never done it because tickets are always really expensive.

Kylie's just added another Brisbane date to her Aphrodite tour. I suggested that she go and see it (or we could go, whatever) and she said "no, the tickets are like $150...I know I'll regret it, but oh well".

Centrelink started giving me my student benefits a couple of weeks ago, so I got backpaid for all the student benefits they should have been paying me this year, so I got about $2000 in a lump sum. $1000 immediately went into my savings, $500 has been used to pay for things like fuel, groceries, kitten stuff, and various debts I needed to pay, so now I have $500 left that I could put in my savings or use for something else.

So. Do I:

1. Buy my mum a ticket so she can go by herself?
2. Buy two tickets so I can go with her so she won't be alone?
3. Not buy any tickets and just let her "I know I'll regret, but oh well" comment pass by?

1, 2, or 3? Suggestions, comments, theories? I'd do it in a heartbeat if I knew she'd be happy about it, but I don't know if she would...she might throw a massive hissy fit and not go out of spite. What do y'all think?

ETA: Had a frank discussion with my mum, and she decided that she was too sick to go, but that she'd catch the next Kylie show to come through.
nomoreuturns: rain, rain, go away... (I'm Feeling A Little Under The Weather)
I have decided to list all the ways in which this year has been foul, foul, absolutely awful, in an effort to purge the bad juju and get the rest of the year to get in line.*

Let's go month by month, shall we? )

* Am not counting the myriad of natural disasters that have happened this year to-date because if I think about it too hard I may start to cry, and I am fucking over crying today.

I'm sorry...the only time I seem to post anymore is when I have some complaining to do or some crap to download, and I know my troubles make for boring reading. There has been some good stuff this year, I swear...I'm doing quite well at uni at the moment, which is good, and I might be able to go on exchange next year, which is great, but it's hard not to only see the bad stuff when so much of it happens.

Next post will be something cheerful and/or interesting, I promise.

I hope you're all doing well.

xo Chantelle
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My great-grandaunt Bernice died yesterday two days ago at 7am, following a stroke. She was 82. She passed on in hospital, surrounded by some of her many children and gradnchildren.

She was the wife of my great-grandmother's younger brother, Les. I only met her three times: once when I was four and Mum took us down to Tauranga to visit, then again at my Nana's funeral, and then again this past Christmas/New Year's break. She and her family were so kind and welcoming, it threw me and my mother for a loop: we had no idea that our family included such lovely, generous people. She was a beautiful person with a beautiful soul...deeply religious, but in the way that makes someone more than themselves, not petty or sanctimonious.

I'd been meaning to write her a letter for weeks, but I'd never gotten the time between studying and being sick and extra-curricular activties and my own laziness. And now she's gone, and even though I'm sure she's in heaven and she knows everything I meant to say, it sucks that I didn't tell her while she was still here.

And I feel so guilty, because I only met her three times but I loved her so much and I'm crying right now, and I cried when I got the news that she'd passed, and I didn't even cry this much for my own grandparents, and it just sucks.

The funeral is on Thursday...adding insult to injury, we probably won't be able to make it, because mum probably won't be able to get time off work and I have an assignment due on Friday, and we just don't have the money to fly over. I'm sure her family understands, and I'm sure she would understand, too, but it

RIP Bernice Phelps
1928 - 2011
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Some days or weeks or months or years just suck. You hate hate the whole world, sometimes even people and things who don't deserve it, like saints and babies and kittens and butterflies and gelato and macarons and rainbows and unicorns...and you hope everything and everyone will choke and/or die in a fire...

And then something like this

The Mountain from Terje Sorgjerd on Vimeo.

comes along and makes you realise that really, it's worth it.

It's crazy, but watching this video restored my faith in the world, at least for today. It made me cry, and it inspired me. It made me think that just because this day or this week or this month or this year has sucked, maybe - just maybe - tomorrow won't.

So instead of complaining about how much things suck at the moment, I'm going to post about things that don't suck, like:

My beautiful boy finding a lovely home with companions who will play with him.
I was going to adopt Mufasa when I got some money, but another Little Paws foster carer with a two-year-old cat and a six-month-old dog adopted him last Friday, and apparently he's settling in well.

Four kittens who are currently hiding behind a bathtub, but who are getting more and more confident everyday.
After Mufasa left, I went and picked up the last litter from the same colony that Mufasa and his siblings came from. I brought them home and set them up in the laundry for the night, only to wake up to discover that they'd found a hole and the wall between the laundry and the bathroom and are now living behind the bath. : \ But over the past couple of days they've started to venture out to eat and to play at night, so I think by this time next week they'll be tame enough to handle. : )

The knowledge that I'm not stuck here, not forever.
I have plans. I have options. I'm smart, and I'm talented. All I have to do is finish up university and find a way to raise some funds, and I can leave.

The American Idiot: The Broadway Musical soundtrack
Amazing people singing amazing songs amazingly. ♥

The Pogo Sketch stylus.
Who's got two thumbs and is going to get back into drawing? *indicates self* I have a project I'm working on at the moment that needs illustrations, so I've got some books on order at the library and I'm going to learn how to draw dragons.

PokéPark for Wii.
I never really got into Pokémon when it first came through, so being able to run around as Pikachu and shock the sh!t out of Electabuzz is wicked fun, yo.

Speaks for itself, really. \o/
nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
Yesterday, an 8.8/9 magnitude quake rocked the coast off Japan and triggered a fuckton of tsunamis that traveled around the world. Today, another quake measuring 6.0/1 magnitude rocked the ocean 230km north of Tonga...luckily, no damage has been recorded, although they did get some waves.


Everyone who has friends or family in Japan, my thoughts are with you. ♥
nomoreuturns: Have a flower... (Flower)
I was having a pretty horrible day on Friday.* I had pretty much decided that the day was a wash...until I received this in the mail:

* Yay mood swings! :(


Cleaning up the bedroom...big job. Decided to finally get rid of all the, really, all of it, all of the random things that I don't need and never have even though it feels like I'm cutting off my own hand everytime I throw something away.

I have a frankly ginormous black garbage bag sitting beside my door that I am throwing everything that is of no use to me into. I was going great guns when it was stuff that could be clearly defined as rubbish; now I'm moving onto old scrappy items of clothing and the like, things aren't so easy. But! I will persevere...I have decided to turn over a new leaf, and I need to have my room cleaned up before I start back at uni in March.


Rabi got rehomed yesterday. A (very talkative) lady called Karen came over with her husband and their two little boys - a seven-year-old and a four-and-a-half-year-old - and spent nearly half an hour getting to know him, before deciding he'd be perfect to share their home with them and their other four-month-old kitten Coco and their Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Charlie.

I'm a little concerned that maybe they're not the right family for him, because they only have limited experience with cats (that is to say, they have two and a half months worth of experience, because that's how long they've had Coco) and they seem to expect Rabi to be settled in straight away. Karen called me today, concerned that he seemed "timid" and that he was hiding in the bathroom. Well, of course he's going to be timid: he's in a strange place with strange (loud, talkative) people and strange scents and two other animals he's never met before. Also, of course he's going to hide in the bathroom if it's the only room you've allowed him access to.* *facepalm*

Also, Mufasa and Possum - especially Mufasa - seem to not be coping as well as I would like. They keep talking to me, which they don't usually do,^ and today I saw Mufasa pacing along the piano and sniffing at where Rabi usually sits. *clutches heart*

I'm going to call Karen tomorrow and tell her that Mufasa isn't coping very well, and see if I can go down to check on Rabi. If Rabi is happy, or could potentially be happy, then OK, that's fine...I'll leave him there. But if I don't think it's the right home for him, then he'll be coming home with me, and I'll find a home that's willing to take him and Mufasa together.

* When they left, Karen told me she was going to let Rabi hang out in the bathroom for the first couple of days to get used to their place, and then today on the phone she reiterated that he's only really been allowed in the bathroom since they got him home. Um. I think I see the problem, there...

^ Mufasa only talks to me if he's hungry, and his normal meow is seriously not's like a teeny baby bird chirruping. So when he and Possum are full-on meowing, I know something ain't right.


I caught the first episode of Hawaii Five-0 on the plane on my most recent trip to NZ, and subsequently have been watching all the espiodes aired thus far in a glorious haze of sand, surf, violence, and pretty men acting like they are married. It's pretty awesome. My favourites are Chin Ho and Kono because they are the most awesome. But those Steve and Danny guys are pretty cool, too. :)

Watching the show, there are a couple of thing that I noticed. The first is that the Hawaiian language shares some points of commonality with Maori, which is to be expected, I suppose, since it's believed that both the Hawaiian and Maori people emigrated from Polynesia originally. It was a bit of a surprise, though, when one of the characters said something and I was like "oh, hey, I know what that means!"...also, the haka at the football game was pretty awesome. The second is that the Five-0 team's table-top computer looks a lot like the one in the future ARC in Primeval. *hands* Cross-over, anyone? I think Kono and Abby would get along great. *nods*


Aidan Turner, aka Mitchell from Being Human, is going to be Kíli in The Hobbit. !!!!! Too cool! I mean, yes, he's the wrong colouring, unless they're going to turn him blonde a la Orlando Bloom...but still, yay! \o/


Happy Valentine's Day! One minute to go, here, before I'm officially late to the party, but what the heck.

I hope everyone has/had a fabulous Valentine's Day! Lots of love from me to you, and all that jazz. Eat lots of chocolate! Drink lots of alcohol! Have fun!

xo Chan
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My grandfather died at 9am this morning. Apparently he passed away peacefully and in his sleep, which I suppose is the most anybody can ask.

We're flying out Tuesday to attend the funeral. The funeral date hasn't really been set in stone, but we think it's probably going to be Thursday.

It hasn't really hit me yet that he's gone, and it probably won't for a while yet; it took years for it to sink in that my grandmother was gone. His death is both surprising and not a surprise at all: we've known he's not well for a very long time, but he's always been such a tough old bugger that we thought he would live forever.

Granddad with Nana and me on his boat, Steinie One - 1989.

RIP James Waddell
02 April 1926 - 30 January 2011
nomoreuturns: Baby you're a firework... (Firework)
...or does Katy Perry's Firework sound a little like the theme music for the Rainbow Road on Mario Kart for Nintendo 64?
nomoreuturns: "I may not look like much, but I'm pro at prentending to be a ninja" (Ninja Zi)
Handed in my last assignment for this semester last night! The task was to write 2 x 500 word "critical appreciations" for one poem each from the Renaissance/17th Century and 19th Century. I ended up analysing John Keats' "La Belle Dame sans Merci" and William Shakespeare's "Sonnet 73". I did a lot better with the former than I did the latter...with the "La Belle..." appreciation I had to cut out words, while with the "73" appreciation I was struggling to meet the minimum word count. I had a tiny bit of a temper tantrum towards the end, with time running out and my stress levels rising and my sugar high (the tail of which I am just starting to come down off, by the by...I haven't had so much sugar in AGES, omg) off the freaking charts...I completely blanked on what to say for "73" and ended up just doing a basic breakdown. I'm hoping the "La Belle..." appreciation will carry my mark to a Credit, at least.

Only one more assessment piece to go: an exam for News & Politics, 50 questions, multiple choice. I'll be sitting it on the 15th of November, so I've got two weeks to prepare...I'm going to give actualfax studying a go instead of just relying on my memory and read through all of my notes and readings and the lecture slides. I think it'll be OK...I test a lot better on exams than I do assignments, so it should work out all right.

NaNoWriMo kicked off yesterday! I went to the Kick-Off Party on Sunday at the Roma Street Parklands and met a bunch of really nice people. It was great to meet so many other writers, who I could talk to about insane plots and rogue characters and XKCD and not come off like a was nice to interact with people, period. Don't get me wrong, I talk to people at uni and at the store and stuff, but actually having conversatons with people and connecting on a level deeper than "yes, I sign with my credit card" was a lot of fun.

Unfortunately, because I spent pretty much all of yesterday writing my assignment, I wasn't able to do any NaNo writing. However! I did have a couple of scenes that I'd jotted down in the couple of weeks between getting the idea and NaNo starting up (because ignoring the scenes because they're a little early is just a waste, really), so I plugged them into Scrivener and ended up with 1291 words! Which is pretty exciting...I've started my NaNo!

yay word count!

There's a write-in on Wednesday that I'm going to go along to, at a Coffee Club in Milton that is apparently down with the whole "swarm of writers descending to buy out all their coffee, take up all their tables, and take over all their power-points" thing. I'm not sure if it will be fun or not...sitting in an air-conditioned cafe, drinking a frappe, and hanging out with other writers whilst I write has got to be a good thing, yeah? *shrugs*'s late, and I need sleeeeeep. Time for bed.

Oh, wait: mum bought a HiFi system today that has a goddamn phonograph. I set it up when I got home from uni and listened to Revolver by the Beatles! Tomorrow I'm going to listen to The Black Parade while I'll be great! : )

And now to bed. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...
nomoreuturns: Have a flower... (Flower)
OK, so I bought a pair of domain names, and am now looking to set up the websites; anybody know any decent web hosts? I've Googled web hosting and am browsing the results, but only criteria at this point is a decently-priced host that has its own site-builder. Any suggestions?


Uni is being frustrating and interesting and scary and fun, which is pretty much par for the course, I guess. Roughly half of the frustrating and scary bits are my own damn fault, unfortunately, because I never did learn to start an assignment early, and therefore this week will be one big scramble to get my social issues article and two debate speeches completed. *facepalm*


INFP - "Questor". High capacity for caring. Emotional face to the world. High sense of honor derived from internal values. 4.4% of total population.
Free Jung Personality Test (similar to Myers-Briggs/MBTI)

And the breakdown: )


Blah blah melodrama blah. Hope everyone is doing OK.
nomoreuturns: *kick* (Inception)
There is a lot of fanart coming out of Inception fandom, which is many creative people making so many awesome things, it's great!

But... )


Taking my mum to the airport tomorrow morning...she's going back to NZ for a week to make sure my granddad's doing OK in the nursing home and to get all his affairs settled so he can live out the rest of his life in comfort. :\ Kinda wish I was going with her, but I've got a uni assignment due at the end of the week (although, awesome as my News & Politics lecturer is, he's given me an extension...I'm still going to try and get it in on-time, though). If mum manages to get granddad settled once and for all over the next week, it means our trip to NZ at Christmas will be a week of visiting with granddad and a week of actualfax holiday, instead of two weeks of worry. \o/


Sep. 5th, 2010 06:47 pm
nomoreuturns: Have a flower... (Flower)
Things that were awesome today:
  • yay rain!
  • presents! (scrapbook + refill pages; hot glue gun; origami and kirigami snowflake kit; glitter!; 2 x Toblerones; The 11th Hour by Graeme Base; Lonely Planet - Paris City Guide)
  • lunch at French crepe stall en route to cake
  • cake (had the La Rivale, which was so so good, omg) and iced chocolate and macarons at Le Bon Choix
  • Despicable Me ("It's so cute I'm gonna die!")
  • playing arcade games at the cinema
  • Pizza Capers pizza for dinnerfo
My wish this year as I blew out my candle wasn't for money, or for a boy- or girlfriend, or for travel, or even to do well at was just to have a good year. I kind of wish I had been more specific, but mostly I'm just content with that. Maybe I'm growing up? Perish the thought.

Nearly finished the assignment that's due tomorrow...just need to work out exactly where I was going with the awesome paragraph that is a quarter of my word count for the Wuthering Heights analysis and tie it all in and round it off, and it'll be fine.


Sep. 3rd, 2010 10:56 am
nomoreuturns: *kick* (Inception)
So I ended up seeing Inception three times...two Tuesdays ago, last Friday, and last Saturday. Each time I loved it a little more, and each time I noticed something new or made a new connection. Holy crap, how is this film so awesome?

This post is pretty much me just figuring everything out, because three viewings in and I'm still unclear on some points. Lots of discussion, lots of speculation, some blatant fan-girling of Eames (♥), rampant abuse of italics and capslock...also, spoilers, so if you haven't seen Inception, for gods' sakes go and see it and then come back and discuss how awesome it is!

Cut for spoilery discussion and speculation...3500+ words of it. :D? )

Short version? Inception is a pretty awesome movie. Like all movies, it has its flaws and its triumphs, but I think it came out on top, although some aspects frankly worried me. But I can't wait 'til the DVD comes out...yay special features! \o/

p.s. Have now seen Mysterious Skin and can actually see it working as Arthur's backstory. Am also now really, really creeped out.

p.p.s. Just did a spell-check of my post in preparation for the actual posting bit...I'm amused that the spell-checker highlighted my "nyah nyah bitchcakes".
nomoreuturns: All for want of a pretty flower. (Bandaid)
Watching How I Met Your Mother on Arena. Spoilers for ep 1.18 and ranting* )

* not about the episode, per se; the episode contains the impetus.

Next post will be my Inception thinky-post, followed hopefully by my Sherlock thinky-post. Still trying to get all my thoughts sorted for each subject...may need to see Inception again. >____>
nomoreuturns: "I may not look like much, but I'm pro at prentending to be a ninja" (Ninja Zi)

I write like
James Joyce

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

I write like
J. R. R. Tolkien

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

I input the first passage from my book, and then all of the text that makes sense, which yielded the above results...I write like the bastard love-child of James Joyce and J R R Tolkien. Yay?


I'm going in for testing with Defence Force Recruiting tomorrow...well, today. A little nervous, but I think I'll be OK. Wish me luck?


And here is a picture of my partially purple hair! My hair is up in a reversed pull-through pony-tail, because otherwise the purple is very hard to see, since it's the under-layer of hair.

Purple! )

Pretty stoked with it, still. It's starting to fade a little, but it just looks more brown...nothing bizarre. I need to get my hair cut to show it off better; get some layers put in, and my fringe cut properly. Maybe on Monday...which, incidentally, is the first day back of uni. Eeep! News & Politics straight up...shoud be a blast.
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Hi all! This was going to be an update on how thing's are going down here...but then I got distracted by Doctor Who. :\

Spoilers up to 5.03 Victory of the Daleks 5.04 The Time of Angels; speculation thereafter. Lots of rambling, freight train sentences, assumptions running wild in their native habitat, etc., etc. Make of it what you will.

Discussion of and speculation on what has happened thus far in Season 5, and a thought on River Song )

Um...yeah, lots of rambling. An actual update post is right around the corner. Hope you're all doing well...I know I don't comment, but I read all your posts, and I hope y'all know that I'm squeeing with you when you're happy and cheering you on when you're stressing and worrying about you/sending good vibes when you're feeling down. I miss you all, and I hope I'll be able to catch up with you all at some point (in person, even).

xo Chan
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I got my first assessment piece for uni back today: 9 out of 10! Out of my tutors four classes, I'm one of three to get a 9...nobody got a 10, and the average mark was 4-5. It's a promising start...I hope I don't screw up. :\

Two of my kittens were rehomed! Descartes was adopted early last week, and Bugsy was adopted over the weekend. I'm a little concerned about the Doctor, though...he's not up on the internet with the rest of the kittens, and when I checked in on the kittens last week, the Doctor had a shaved hip, and his collar had the name "Enid" on it and an "F" for female. I'm going down there tomorrow to check what's up with that, because that's just plain weird.

Saw the shrink again today...we talked about turning negative thoughts around so that I can see the positive. I tried it, and it seemed to work; yay positive thinking! There's also been...well, it could be called a development of sorts. The shrink gave me a questionnaire last time, and I gave it back to her today; she took one look at it and went "Oh, that's interesting" and then gave me another questionnaire to fill out. If this comes back and confirms what the shrink suspects, it could answer a lot of questions.

Bed now. Night night.


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