Midweek State of the Meerkat
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lagilmanYesterday was a less-than-fabulous day at Chateau Felidae, for reasons that were utterly out of my control but I feel responsible for nonetheless.
In annoyances I can talk about, I'm about thirty-five seconds away from giving up on Facebook except as a portal through which to share relevant links, because they've screwed with their whatsis again and now none of my lists will tell me when they've updated, instead defaulting me to what Facebook thinks I should be seeing. Yeah, no. If I wanted a random assortment of crap thrown at me, I'd still have an OKCupid account.
So if I haven't responded to something you posted there, it's not you. It's not me. It's fuckyoubook.
I probably need to get back to blogging more. Yeah, add that to the list...
On the plus side, CatofSize has started leaping up onto things again, something he stopped doing when the neuropathy did a number on his hind legs earlier this year. He's still wobbly, but he's coming back a little. On the other hand, he's now trying to leap onto ledges and he still doesn't have full co-ordination or control back yet, so... things have been dicey here, trying to keep an eye on him.
Today it is cool and lightly raining, and I have a pot of fresh coffee to drink with my bagel. Therefore, today will be a better day. I have so decreed it.
And in the non-news...a number of BNT (big name troublemakers) seem to have decided that Robin William' suicide was because of some political agenda, or because he was selfish, or weak, or whatever. I'm not going to name names, and I'm not going to try to explain why these BNTs are - equally - ignorant and heartless. Because they're not doing it to make a point, they're doing it to get their names mentioned, and good people riled up.
Instead, I'm going to quote Mr. Williams himself: "There was an old, crazy dude who used to live a long time ago. His name was Lord Buckley. And he said, a long time ago, he said, 'People--they're kinda like flowers, and it's been a privilege walking in your garden.' My love goes with you."
In annoyances I can talk about, I'm about thirty-five seconds away from giving up on Facebook except as a portal through which to share relevant links, because they've screwed with their whatsis again and now none of my lists will tell me when they've updated, instead defaulting me to what Facebook thinks I should be seeing. Yeah, no. If I wanted a random assortment of crap thrown at me, I'd still have an OKCupid account.
So if I haven't responded to something you posted there, it's not you. It's not me. It's fuckyoubook.
I probably need to get back to blogging more. Yeah, add that to the list...
On the plus side, CatofSize has started leaping up onto things again, something he stopped doing when the neuropathy did a number on his hind legs earlier this year. He's still wobbly, but he's coming back a little. On the other hand, he's now trying to leap onto ledges and he still doesn't have full co-ordination or control back yet, so... things have been dicey here, trying to keep an eye on him.
Today it is cool and lightly raining, and I have a pot of fresh coffee to drink with my bagel. Therefore, today will be a better day. I have so decreed it.
And in the non-news...a number of BNT (big name troublemakers) seem to have decided that Robin William' suicide was because of some political agenda, or because he was selfish, or weak, or whatever. I'm not going to name names, and I'm not going to try to explain why these BNTs are - equally - ignorant and heartless. Because they're not doing it to make a point, they're doing it to get their names mentioned, and good people riled up.
Instead, I'm going to quote Mr. Williams himself: "There was an old, crazy dude who used to live a long time ago. His name was Lord Buckley. And he said, a long time ago, he said, 'People--they're kinda like flowers, and it's been a privilege walking in your garden.' My love goes with you."
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Date: 2014-08-13 12:38 pm (UTC)As for FB, about the only reason I've got to keep it are so that I can keep in contact with some friends, but that's it. A shame that they've decided to monetize things in their quest for more money.
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Date: 2014-08-13 02:53 pm (UTC)No matter what setting i tweaked, I could not get it to work again and contacting Facebook's 'Help' did nothing- they simply never responded.
It's really damn annoying to have to manually check every. single. group. and every. single. page. simply because Facebook assumes I don't want to see any and all updates. It's manangeable for me since I don't have many, but it's still extra time I have to take to do so when I could be working on a new weaving or beadwork instead.
And can you imagine those people who have dozens of groups, pages, etc? Yeah.
Fuckyoubook, indeed.
And also- Yay, Boomer! Our pets certainly do like to keep us on our toes, eh?
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Date: 2014-08-13 02:58 pm (UTC)And my business page actually does bring in some customers, so that's something at least.
But some days, the aggravation makes it feel *almost* not worth it.
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Date: 2014-08-13 05:28 pm (UTC)I have no patience with those who are taking such attitudes to Robin Williams' suicide.
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Date: 2014-08-14 04:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-14 02:02 pm (UTC)