girlofprey: (R for raygun)
The holiday is on Friday. I'm feeling a bit better about it - mostly because D from the Hospice called asking me to work that week, and I realised there really were less fun things I could be doing. Apparently our boss is off - she has regular problems with her nerves, and I'm guessing that's the issue since I was being called for a shift two weeks beforehand. Which is probably not making things very easy for D, who was only supposed to be working ad hoc and a couple of shifts a week while the building work was happening. But that's how it is, unfortunately. At least there are no patients in that might be affected by any turmoil. Anyway. I still think, as I realised last week, that my ideal holiday of the moment would be a week away with just me and my parents, or a week here with just me and my parents. Just a nice long time without my nephews coming down or any childcare at all. But like I say - I've realised there were less fun things I could be doing. Also I got really excited to see Suicide Squad, and that's out literally on Friday, and not something I could really take the kids to see as a fun activity while we're away. Well, there's a midnight showing on Thursday. But I don't I'd enjoy what that would do to my sleep schedule. Also there's a good-looking game that everyone's been excited for for months out next Tuesday, so I can't try it out myself and form my own opinions before the internet makes up its mind. But I can wait.

Luckily I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, to review my medication, which will be a good chance to get it renewed before it runs out next week. Assuming she continues my medication, but I don't see why she wouldn't when it's working really well for me. And then - god it's weird how packed my schedule feels, when there's not really that much in it. I've got the holiday next week, then I'll probably be back at the hospice, then at the end of August we'll be going to Insomnia, a games convention, then it'll be September and my sister's birthday and Back To School. And then it'll be October, when I have two trips with LJ pals lined up. And then it'll be practically Christmas. I guess I'm more amazed at how time flies.

I did finally get on and try to apply for Jobseeker's online. It turns out I can't apply if I've received ESA in the last calendar month. Which is really weird, when the guy who called to tell me about my assessment decision offered to transfer me to the Jobseeker's department there and then. But anyway. I have to wait. Which I discovered after quite a lot of confusing searching. Thanks, government. I guess I can start looking for work though.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
lkjkhjkjhk. I have things to say, but no real drive to make a proper post about them.

I went to the Jobcentre today, to try to get on Jobseeker's Allowance. Time is moving on, and if I ever want to be able to afford another video game again I'm going to need to get a job, or at least be on benefits. I walked into town today to go into the Jobcentre, and they told me I needed to call the Jobcentre phone line and apply on there. I came home, called the phone line, and they said I needed to apply online, unless I don't have internet access. So. As soon as I'm done doing a virus scan, so I can feel secure about typing out my personal details, I'll get right on that. Unless they tell there's somewhere else I need to apply.

My cat is poorly. A little bit poorly. Last night she came in and was just sort of laid in the corner of the room, and when my parents tried to move her into the garage so they could go to bed, she was walking funny. She was a lot brighter this morning, meowing at me to stroke her, but she was obviously still walking oddly, and not even attempting to jump up onto anything. She's probably just had a bit of a knock and is fine, or will be with a bit of rest, but I'm worrying about her, especially when she wanders off on her own. Mum also pointed out we're going on holiday next week, and she'll be on her own mostly that week as well. Which mostly just reminded me that holiday is coming up. And just - eh. When I think about going on holiday, to Flamborough, and having a week by the seaside and a bit of a break from computer games, I'm really looking forward to it. When I think about going for a week to the seaside with my three nephews, I just feel exhausted. A part of me would be thrilled if my parents just suddenly announced they were taking my sister instead of me, and I could stay home and have my own little holiday in the house, by myself. I'm sure it'll be fine. The fact is, if they took my sister, it'd mean more work for them - or at least more arguments, and probably less help. And if I just didn't go, it would definitely mean more work for them, and they'd be outnumbered. It's just - hard to think of it as a holiday, when I know it'll just be childcare and refereeing my nephew's fights for a week. Also, we'll be going in my mum's big car, because you can rearrange it so it has seven seats. Said big car has been all over the news, because apparently a bunch of them are defective and burst into flames for no reason, and they have to take ours in to have it checked in August, after the holiday. And the last time we went on holiday, they realised there was no room in that car for all the luggage AND the seven seats, so I had to go on the train. So. There's those cheery facts.

I went to see Ghostbusters again at the weekend. A part of me wants to go see every week until I am sick of it, or until it's out of cinemas - but another part of me doesn't really want to be sick of it. I still love it. I love almost everything about it. I love that it is a genuinely good film, with a plot that moves along, and characters that are coherent from beginning to end. I love the way they made it attractive to kids without making it awful for adults, and how colourful it is. I love Erin. I love that she had a proper hero moment, of running into city streets where a disaster was happening, while everyone else was running away. Chris Hemsworth - is not the best thing in the film - but I love how he just resisted the urge to go full Thor. He must have had so much fun. I love that they made the bad guy a proper bad guy, and they it clear he hated people, and wasn't just lonely. I love "don't compare me to the mayor in Jaws". A lot. It's a shame that they often went the Sassy Black Woman route with Patty. And that whole scene where she held Holtzmann up one-handed, when she was only one storey up and could have happily jumped to the floor, and run back up the stairs to help with the fight. But I still loved her. And they actually gave her a character and background and stuff. Hopefully they'll do even better with her, or more character stuff, in the sequel, which I am hoping there will be. I WANT TO BUY EVERYTHING TO DO WITH GHOSTBUSTERS. All the lego toys.

Coronation Street )
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
And then my assessment didn't happen.

I took the paracetamol, but I was still feeling really rough by the time I got to the office. In a fair amount of pain and a little bit spacey, and I felt a little sick when I got into the stuffy waiting room. I wasn't sure if they wouldn't rearrange the appointment just for that, to be honest, since they clearly weren't going to get an assessment with me in top form and focused. But as soon as I got there, the woman at the desk said "there's a bit of a delay, do you mind waiting?". I find waiting while I'm feeling rubbish pretty unpleasant, so I asked how long the wait might be, and she just said 'why don't you wait for a bit, and then if you're uncomfortable waiting any longer we can make you another appointment?'. I waited for about 20 minutes, and then she called me back over and said the woman I was due to see probably wouldn't be available for another 40 minutes, so would I like another appointment? I said yes I would. Then she called up the appointments people, and their system was down, so I guess they weren't having a great day overall. So I'm just going to get another appointment in the post, and she said rearranging wouldn't count against me or anything, because the delay was their fault. So. I could be having an assessment on Friday, or in 3 weeks time. I just don't know. But it's still pending.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
Wow. The UN is apparently holding an inquiry into abuses against disabled people's human rights by the Tory government.

Faith...in humanity...restoring?

Christ, I just read some of the article and it says the government have known about this since 2013. It puts their desire to rewrite our human rights laws into an even more disgusting light.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
Hello. I want to give you my life news, but all I really have is video game news. So here we go:

  • I didn't think I'd gotten to the point yet where I'd buy a console purely because it is pretty, but this orange PS Vita from Japan is beautiful and I'm genuinely thinking about importing it.


  • I played a new game last week called Until Dawn and I love it. It's a sort of choose your own adventure about 8 teenagers trapped in a horror movie situation in a remote ski lodge. And it is actually brilliant. Just the acting and characters are great, the pacing is great, the story has a lot of holes in it once you finish the game and look back but you don't really notice during the game because the pacing is so good, and it's scary and it's atmospheric and the graphics are both really attractive and really suited to the story and gameplay. It's probably the first new game I've really enjoyed playing on my PS4, enough to drag me away from my PS Vita and Wii U. And one of the characters is a headcase, and I love him. So yes. That's my new fandom.


  • Fannish conversations are really hard to have on Tumblr.

Other than that, I'm having my scan tomorrow. I have to do the whole 'drink a pint and a half of water and try not to wet yourself' thing, but at least it's here and then it will be over. I was alright with the one I had at 18, so it shouldn't be too bad.

I'm trying to eat less chocolate, because my dentist said my teeth are slowly getting worse even though I'm on the strongest prescription toothpaste available, and all I can think is it's the chunky chocolate bars I eat, or the Ben and Jerry's I sometimes have with hard little nuggets of chocolate in them that I like to crack. I'm not really ready to give up chocolate, so I'm just trying to cut down for now. And I think I'm feeling better, overall. I had a couple of weird days of just being constantly restless and looking for crisps or fruit, something high-energy, to eat, but now I feel a little bit...I don't know. Less bogged down, I guess. Slowly but surely, feel like I'm making my way to a semi-healthy (for me) lifestyle.

Oh, and a nice thing that happened in the last few weeks is I had a Jobcentre interview with my disability coach woman, just to check in. She called at 9am when I was still mostly asleep, but it went well, and when I asked if I was due another assessment anytime soon, she said my file was currently saying September next year is when the next one was due. Obviously that's just a placeholder, and they could randomly call me up a lot sooner, but chances are good I won't be having one in the next few months, and suddenly getting cut off just before Christmas or anything. Which is a nice bit of breathing room. And honestly, I'm really grateful for the position I'm in right now. I've successfully gotten on ESA, my mum and dad are happy for me to stay with them while I sort myself out. I know that right now a lot of people in this country aren't in anything like as good a position, and I really know that I'm lucky. Hopefully by the time I need to find work I'll be ready for it again - I might even be ready before the next assessment's due.

I've been asked to join in on a soap podcast, a Corrie-only one after the live episode, with the people I've been talking with on Tumblr. Probably not just to sit there and tell them all they're wrong and why they're wrong for an hour, but still. If I can figure out Skype, I might well do it. I do like soaps enough.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
  • I am on my period and yesterday I was in so much pain, even with my pills, that I found it hard to stomach the idea of lunch until about 5 o'clock. I think I'm going to have to talk to my doctor or something about this, because even apart from all my mental health stuff, I can't imagine being able to work again and go through this every month. Like, I'm not sure what else I can do, I'm already on prescription medication so I don't know where else I can go except to something like codeine or a medically-induced coma every month. Neither of which would probably help me work. But feel like I need to ask something about it.


  • My volunteering place has gone off the radar again. I last volunteered a week last Tuesday, and I emailed them the next day to ask when I could come in again, since we didn't arrange it in-office. I suggested this Tuesday, but I got no reply, so I waited until Monday and then called three times and emailed again. No answer. I didn't go in and haven't heard anything from them. So. Hmm. All I can think is maybe they evaporated when I left them last. My CBT also finished last week, so I pretty much have no commitments at all right now. Which wasn't really where I wanted to be when I finished that stuff.


  • Speaking of my CBT, when I was in my last appointment my therapist recommended I re-refer myself to the service to have more therapy, since I still have some issues we didn't get around to working on and the waiting list in 9 months, so I may as well put my name down and see if I want it in 9 months. So I called them on Monday to do that, they said they'd call back to do an assessment on Wednesday. And then suddenly they started wigging out when I mentioned I'd only just finished a course of CBT last week. I had to be put on hold, then wait for a call from an actual therapist, then wait for a call from a supervisor, then wait for another call from the therapist again. In the end my referral's going through, I think, and they guy on the phone assured me I'd been 'very pragmatic'. They just didn't know how to encourage me to use the CBT stuff I'd learned to 'be my own therapist' when I was planning to come back, and they couldn't ask my therapist since he's off on leave. He did not make it sound like it would be this much trouble when we talked about it. So now I'm waiting a couple of weeks to apparently get a call from him when he gets back, to - as far as I can make out - talk about stuff we already talked about in my last session about relapse prevention and going forward and trying to use CBT on my own. So. Yeah.


  • The Conservatives want to further control what people on benefits do and how they spend their ill-gotten welfare money and are arseholes and I hate them


  • I once got so confused between the names 'Conservatives' and 'Tories' that I called them the 'Conservatories', and sometimes that's all I can think about when I talk about them.


  • In a move, or situation rather, that would probably infuriate the current government, I want to spend my money on all the things but I have to save it because a bunch of games I want to buy are coming out soon, hmph.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
The government is apparently failing at handling disability benefits. I'm thinking of starting a newspaper called 'The No-one-Is-Shocked Post'.

I was chatting with someone earlier about my bizarre Catholic highschool, and it got me thinking about the weird mural round the back which was either Jesus healing someone, or Jesus shooting someone in the head as they begged for their life. And now I want a show retelling the story of Jesus where he was a gangster, with a crew of 12. "That was how I met...The Disciples", and etc.

Judas could be a police snitch whose conscience finally gets the better of him, and Mary Magdalene could be an ex-hooker moll. It works out weirdly well. Unless that's just because gangster films are often told using religious themes. But maybe that's just another reason to do it the other way around.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
MY Jobcentre appointment today, some ESA blather and confusion )

Anyway. Other than that I was freaking out slightly that we were halfway through December and I had no idea what I wanted for Christmas, or what to get anyone else. But then I realised I had an idea for my ON's present (which I've now ordered), my MN and YN can just have something from Argos or the Early Learning Centre really, and I only give my sister £10 in a card, which just leaves mum and dad. Who never tell me what they want or seem to want anything, so in some ways I'm not sure it matters what I get them, as long as I get it with love and good intentions. I'll have to schedule love and good intentions, and a shopping trip, into next week somewhere. It is the 11th today and next week it will be the 18th and that is basically Christmas. ARGH.

As far what I want - it's weird because at the moment I have quite a bit of money, from a couple of ESA arrears payments over the years, so I can pretty much afford to get myself anything I actually want, if I wanted to. Even the pretty expensive stuff. So it doesn't feel like there's much urgency. The main thing I was thinking of in the run-up to this Christmas was a PS4, because they were released in November but...they're so expensive, they're more expensive than what my parents usually spend on me at Christmas, so I'd either just be getting some money towards it or giving them half the money so they and I could buy it for me together, anyway. And they've all sold out till after Christmas now, I think. And I'm still at my parents' house stuck in the spare bedroom playing on Playstation games, and I don't really want to be filling it up with consoles. There's still games I love and am replaying or haven't started yet on the PS3, so I wouldn't be getting rid of that, so there'd also be a lot of messing around with wires, making sure the right one's plugged in and hooked up to the TV before I used either of them. And we already have a VHS player and the Playstation in there, so it really would just be consoles on top of consoles. And uhh.

So I might just leave the PS4 until the spring, when I can plan for it better. Also, like I say, I don't even think you could get one now if you wanted to. So I'm probably going to just give my parents a list of DVDs and CDs I'd quite like, as per usual. I could use a new watch. But I could buy myself one, and buy the one I actually wanted, if I wanted to. So uhh.
girlofprey: (Futurama Mauled By Jesus)
Oh my God, I forgot. I forgot that when you have a cold and then it gets better, it doesn't actually get better, it just moves further down your throat. I spent most of last night not being able to sleep or breathe. Technically I spent most of today not being able to sleep (or breathe) either. Ughhhhh....

I finished most of the Deep Roads main quest on Dragon Age: Origins today. Spoilers, sort of )

My appeal hearing is next week. A week tomorrow, in fact. I called an ESA assistance charity earlier this week to see if they had any tips for me, and they suggested trying to get medical evidence. I have no idea what medical evidence I can really get, since I hardly ever see my doctor about my OCD, even for a medical note, and my counselling wasn't through the NHS. I have called my counselling service, to see if my old counsellor would write me a letter, only to be told that the receptionist 'didn't know of anyone there by that name' (??), but that someone could write me a letter just generally on behalf of the service. They said that person would call me back on Tuesday, but they didn't, so I called again yesterday, and they told me that that person - the only one who apparently has the authority to write this letter - was training this week, but might be back tomorrow. If they do call tomorrow, I'm not entirely sure what to say. If they're not my counsellor and can't talk to her they won't know about my problems, specifically, and I don't know if she kept notes, she never mentioned it. And the charity people said it would be better if the medical evidence could specifically address the questions they ask in the ESA assessment, and whether I would be able to manage with those problems. Which seems like a complicated thing to have to write with no personal knowledge of me, before next Friday. But there we go. I can't think of anything else to do other than to ask my GP to give a general run-down of OCD. And the doctor on the panel ought to know enough about that.

Partly it's my own fault, I know, for leaving it this late. I guess I thought I'd have more time between getting the court date and having to attend it. But I had months before that, and I left it. The charity people did say that I could ask the Tribunal to adjourn until I had more medical evidence, if I didn't know I was supposed to have it, but they do ask you to get any medical evidence you need in the tribunal papers. And I don't know if I could go to the court next week not knowing whether we were actually going to have the Tribunal, or adjourn it. So I don't know. I don't know how much of an option that is. I guess it depends what response I get from the counselling service and/or my GP, and how long it would take to get evidence from them. The charity people also said that the government keeps changing the parameters for being eligible for benefits, so someone who got them last year might not get them this year. So. There's that.

Blah blah blah blah blah. I'm so tired. And so ill. :(

At least if I don't get ESA awarded to me next week, I have enough money in the bank and in an ISA to be able to cope for a few weeks while I decide what to do next, and what I want to do. I don't really want to have to go back at Jobseeker's. Particularly not if they really are making some people be slave labour. But I might have to.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
I am back from my holiday.

My holiday )

And I did have a plan to not do anything much today. But I ended up going to the doctor's to get a sick note, getting some toothpaste and Welcome To The Punch on DVD, and finished the night by catching up completely on Coronation Street with my parents. So. I have things to say about Coronation Street, but some of it is long, some of it is just about how beautiful David is, and some of it is just keysmashing, so I'll maybe leave it for another night. Oh, and also I came home to a letter yesterday saying that they'd set a date for my ESA hearing. 27th September. So I can look forward to that. Yay.

I hope you have all been great, I've sort of caught up on my flist, but not on everything. If there is anything vital you think I should know you should probably tell me now. Otherwise, hello.
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
My constant desire to buy make-up even though I don't wear make-up continues to vex me. Sort of like my constant desire to buy alcholic liqueurs even though I don't drink alcohol. Although that's mostly because I like the bottles, and vaguely toy with the idea of learning to make cocktails one day. Still. It would be nice if I could get over both of those things, given that I'm not terribly likely to use them.

Yesterday I called the DWP to ask about my benefits and stuff, just to check they had actually received my sick note and it didn't get lost in the post or something. The guy said it had all arrived, and a payment of £400 had been made to me, which should cash on Thursday. Which is nice. He also said that my evidence for my condition was updated till 17th January, which is odd because my sick note was dated from 12th October (hopefully) and the doctor had put on it that it was supposed to last 8 weeks. But that's what they said. I'm hoping they'll send me a letter out about it all which might explain it a little better, but at least I know that's it all going through and I should be getting some money soon. And today I went and saw the doctor about a personal health issue that's been worrying me for a couple of weeks. Suffice to say, I had a type of exam I've never had before, but the doctor said there was nothing to worry about, which has settled my mind a bit. So those things are sorted. Also I bought my dad's birthday present, since I was up and in town today. Hurrah!

I made an effort to watch some of the snooker yesterday, because Dominic Dale was playing Matthew Stevens and it seemed like a winning combination. Unfortunately Dale was ill, and looked it, and I missed the only frame of four where he did a lot of playing and got a good break and stuff. Matthew Stevens plays beautiful snooker though, so that made up for it, I GUESS. I was extremely confused today whether Dale had gone out of it or not, but I just looked it up and he has. Oh well. SOME DAY I might catch him playing actual snooker again. He's probably better off in bed at the moment, though.

The one thing I will say about the new update page is that the way they space the lines out makes it easier to read and hurts my eyes less. And I suppose I can get used to the font (Ariel? Is it Ariel?). And I suppose it gives you a better idea of exactly how long your post is going to be before you post it.

I had to get up at 8 this morning to book a same-day appointment at the doctor's, and then had to be there for 10.30. Tomorrow I have to get up at 8 again for a workshop thing at my back-to-work service place. Ughhh.

My favourite Christmas carol is 'The Angel Gabriel From Heaven Came'. No-one else I talk to seems to know it, and when I tried to sing it for K back in University, she said it sounded 'scary'. Sigh.
girlofprey: (Christmas Whale)
Oh my God, the new posting page really is hideous.

On the other hand...Christmas whale...

It's December. Which is nice, because it means I can sing Christmas carols without nagging superstitious feelings for a scant 31 days of the year. Well, 25 really I suppose. Unfortunately it means I also probably need to do some Christmas shopping soon. Hmm.

I still haven't heard from the DWP about my benefits. Again, hopefully that's because I told them about a change and they're processing it. But it's pretty annoying, especially if I'm going to need to do Christmas shopping soon. I might call them on Monday if I still haven't heard from them, just to check it didn't get lost in the post or anything. It would be nice if they'd just send me a letter to say they received my documents, but I guess that would be a waste of paper and a phenomenal cost to the whole service. Sigh.

Also, I went to see Skyfall yesterday, finally. I feel like I'm in a funny place to judge it, because I really preferred Quantum Of Solace to Casino Royale - I actually nearly typed Poker Face then, instead of Casino Royale. That would have been a different type of film, probably. But yeah, most people seem to have hated Quantum Of Solace, but I didn't. The new film...it hung together better than Quantum Of Solace, probably, and the main plot was a lot more memorable. And it wasn't as cheesy as Poker Face. But it sort of swung between genuinely gripping and a bit dull, and Big spoilers )

The baddie was pretty amazing though, as everyone has said. And Javier Bardem as the baddie. And Q was pretty cute. I'm sort of pleased to see the film developing a sudden, small fandom. Even if most of it is Bond/Q fluff.

I had some issues - quite a lot of issues - with the Bond girls and female characters in general in the film, but nothing that was enough to throw me out of the film and keep me from enjoying it. So overall I did like it, and it's probably worth seeing just to understand what everyone else is talking about to be honest. So yeah, it's basically a thumbs up from me.

Also I finished the main storyline of Borderlands. I love Borderlands. It's just a little sad that it still feels like it's MEANT to be played as a multiplayer, but that if I did find anyone else that wanted to play it with me, it would probably be boys, being male characters, and my character would sort of end up being the Smurfette instead of the Lone Hero. Or, in a team of girls all playing as 4 versions of the female character, just with different colour hair. That could be awesome. But might look a bit odd. Anyway, I am now onto the DLC of the first game, the first one, The Island Of Dr Ned. And it's pretty wicked. I've heard a lot about zombie levels on games, but this is the first time I've ever played one, and it really is pretty fun. Although not being able to fast travel on the island is pretty tedious. But anyway, I enjoy their dedication to making you fight ALL the horror movie monsters. So far the only one I haven't seen is Dracula. And mummies maybe. But I'm sure they're coming.

Also I downloaded Hearthfire for Skyrim, and have started building a house. I haven't really played Skyrim for a while, and I beat the game and don't have any DLC to play through yet, but I'm looking forward to building a house and adopting a child anyway. So far my greatest challenges/annoyances have been having to constantly go back to the lumber yard and mine for Quarried Rock. Still, largely it's quite entertaining.
girlofprey: (Coronation Street Becky Sledgehammer)
What I'm really hoping happens on Coronation Street is that Tina gets to a certain stage in her pregnancy, and realises that she really really doesn't want to give the baby up. But between Owen holding the money over her head and her not wanting to let Gary and Izzy down, she finds it really hard to actually say so. And then David finds out about it, and starts trying to help her keep it. Because David is a bit psycho about how children should be with their PARENTS, even if those parents aren't entirely the biological parents, and because however much he loves Kylie, I will never believe he isn't just a little bit still in love with Tina. And then we could have a proper feud on the street again, with Owen, Gary and Izzy on one side, and Tina and David on the other, and everyone else taking positions wherever they feel like it. And there could be Gary being desperate and furious to get his baby, and fighting with David over it; Izzy swinging between being devastated and not wanting to take a child away from another woman, and the fact she never entirely wanted to go for surrogacy in the first place; the terrible fight between Gary definitely being the baby's dad, but Tina wanting to be its mother instead of Izzy; Owen just being mental and no-one really being on his side, except in his worst moments Gary; Tommy being useless and just not supporting Tina because he never wanted her to be a surrogate in the first place; Kylie being all furious and insecure because she thinks David still loves Tina, and hates her for not wanting to have another baby; David being absolutely resolute that this is the thing to do, and he's going to make sure it happens; and Tina just not knowing what to do, just that she's not sure she can give the baby up. And everyone else picking sides, or no side at all, or changing sides halfway through the argument.

And it could end with Tina giving the baby up, or keeping it, or having a long, drawn-out legal battle over it, or anything really. But it would be a storyline that would be interesting, and difficult, and not black-and-white, and dreadful, but could just potentially get so much out of so many characters. And I would genuinely be interested and want to watch it. Which is more than I feel for any other storyline at the moment. Except maybe scenes of David talking care of small children. And obviously, they could just write it really badly if they did do that, and put Tracy all over it. But for now, that is what I sort of hope. DAVID AND TINA AND BABY AGAINST THE WORLD. Maybe it will happen.

I miss Becky.

Anyway. In other news, I still haven't heard back from the DWP about my payments. They might not be going to write to me, they just be going to pay me, but I assume they'll write because I asked them to recalculate my money now my grandma's not giving me £40 a month. And they usually write to you every time they change your money, even if they're changing it to the exact thing it was before. I'm hoping if there's a delay it's because they're recalculating the benefits, or processing it or something, rather than because they're gathering the courts to throw me in jail for not informing them about my income changing sooner. Fingers crossed.

Also...I still love Borderlands. And The Binding Of Isaac turned out to be a lot more frustrating than I was expecting. And I still need to buy an advent calendar. Hmph.
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So, I totally went to volunteer on Friday. Got up at 7am and everything. And it was quite lovely really - there's only one bus route from my town to Leeds, and the centre I went to was right off that. And they've got a lovely building and lovely grounds, and everyone there was really nice and obviously dedicated to the centre. I helped weed and dig out some little vegetable patches, and harvested a few vegetables, like a tiny leek. While other people re-roofed a shed and built a woodstore, like with saws and everything. And in the afternoon we did battle with some weeds to try to preserve a raspberry patch. I learned how to propagate raspberries. Although only time will tell if I did it well enough on my first go. So yeah, it was really lovely. I'd love to be able to go there regularly, although I can't see myself going back next week, like straight after my first go. Also the cheap trousers I bought from Peacocks to go out in didn't really do the trick, and I'd probably need some waterproofs in the current weather, really. Also it turned out I didn't really need wellies, because they have wellies and steel-toed boots there for you to borrow. But I have a pair now anyway. But yes, it was a lovely day, and a lovely place.

Also, I sent off my sick note, and my letter about how I'm not getting my grandma's money anymore with a bank statement. Hopefully the letter will have already got there, or will arrive tomorrow, and - assuming they don't have any problems with it - I should be getting a payment sometime this week. Or next week. I have actually forgotten, it's been so long since I had to sort it out. Probably it'll be either this Wednesday or next, but soon. Fingers crossed.

Also, I learned that every language but English can deal with pineapples. Or ananas, I guess. Probably it won't help if I go into a supermarket and ask for that though.

Also, I finished Silent Hill: Downpour. HURRAY! It wasn't so bad, I guess, but there were so many little things I forgot about it that were annoying. The button that let/made you throw your melee weapon. Avoiding that button during my first fight so I didn't throw away my gun, only to find out that it also the button to shoot. The stupid combat. The lag EVERY TIME YOU GO FROM ONE AREA TO THE NEXT. The tendency of the game to suddenly take all your weapons and health items away from you. askldjaslkdk. I found the ending quite unsatisfying as well. And, it turned out I didn't get the best one, because the game had some sort of KARMA SYSTEM going on that I wasn't aware of. That involved only stunning monsters instead of killing them, even if that means they sometimes get back up and attack you again. And, having looked at the other endings online, it's one of those karma systems that massively changes the character themselves - even before you started playing them - depending on what you do. Which, yes. I've made my feelings on those pretty clear. Anyway. Sewell was pretty great. And after I finished, I thought maybe there was no slash, and I was ANNOYED. But then I found some slash. And now I am less annoyed.

Also, it is practically the end of November. It is NEARLY DECEMBER. There was a Christmas movie on today. It was Fred Claus, which I love despite it's many faults, so I enjoyed watching the back end of it. But still. IT'S COMING. Before that my YN's birthday is coming, however. But he will only be 1 so he probably won't mind what I buy him.
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Cut for stress, benefits, sick notes )

So yes. I had a GREAT day.
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Do you remember my plan? My wonderful plan yesterday, for how I was going to get my sick note and it was all going to be great? The plan in detail was to go into town today, get the sick note from my doctor, go to the library and photocopy it and my latest bank statement so I have copies of each, then send them both off today and tomorrow.

Well, when I went into town today, my doctor's surgery was closed all afternoon. And I can go pick it up tomorrow, but the library will be closed, so I can't get it photocopied there. And the last time I wanted to photocopy something when the library was closed, no-one seemed to know anywhere else in town where you could go get something photocopied. I can't go on Friday, because I'm volunteering all day, so I will be far from town and any photocopiers. And on Saturday, I will probably be too tired from being out all day on Friday. So it's now looking like the earliest I can definitely send it off is Monday.

I'm going to ask at my doctor's tomorrow if they can photocopy it for me. They have a whole office behind reception, so they must have a photocopier. I will even give them 20p for costs or whatever if they need it. And if they can't do that, I'll ask my dad if he can figure out how to make his scanner photocopy things again - I'm pretty sure I've done that in the past when I needed something copying at the last minute. But I also remember it taking forever for him to work out how to do it. And if all else fails, I'll just have to send it out on Monday. I just feel a bit bad, since this sick note's going back over a month now, taking a long time to send it out. But it can't be helped, due to a VARIETY OF UNHELPFUL CIRCUMSTANCES. It is annoying when life suddenly throws a spanner in the works.
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I went to see my doctor's surgery yesterday about a sick note. I explained everything to the woman on the desk, and she didn't seem to think there'd be a problem with getting a continuance, over the desk, six months after my last one, backdated to 12th October. And today I got a text saying it was ready to pick up. Hurrah!

Also, the DWP wrote to me again telling me they still hadn't gotten my sick note. Which is nice, because with those letters they also send a prepaid envelope, and a cover letter with the right address on. The only problem is that I really think I should inform them about my grandmother dying, and the fact I don't get money from her anymore, because they're still taking what she used to give me off my benefit payments as 'income'. Obviously I'm entitled to the money, and I'm not even really expecting them to backpay me anymore. I just hope telling them 5 months after she died doesn't cause any problems through not being 'prompt' enough. It was sort of stupid though. I had to wait a month for a bank statement to prove I wasn't receiving it anymore, then write a letter about the fact she'd died, how much money she'd been giving me, why, what it was for, how regularly she'd been giving it to me. I had to wait for the bank statement, and then I put it off, and then I kept forgetting about it. But I should probably tell them now. I can get a copy of my latest bank statement tomorrow when I go to town, to prove I'm still not receiving it, and pick up my sick note, and then send it off tomorrow or Thursday.

I'm still loving Borderlands. My annoyances about the only female character you can play have sort of gone away (mostly) while playing the single-player storyline, because I am just killing everyone, single-handed. I mean, I keep dying and having to be revived by New-U Stations. But apparently that's just a feature of technology in this world, so I think it still counts. And they've started putting in female secondary characters, who are actually physical people you can speak to. Hurrah. The infinite gun generation machine is sort of giving me a headache though. I mean, do I pick a sniper rifle with high damage that has a slight chance of making my enemies explode, or a sniper rifle with lower damage that has a very good chance of making my enemies explode? MY PAIN IS ENDLESS.

Also, I have decided to try to finish Silent Hill: Downpour again. I stopped playing a while back because - essentially, there's a fantastic system games sometimes use nowadays where your weapons degrade. This is sort of realistic, and can work pretty well in some games, and heighten tension. It can also be fucking annoying. Silent Hill: Downpour has this system. If you pick up a melee weapon and use it a couple of times, it starts doing less damage. Eventually, a fire axe can do less damage than a wooden stick, because it has degraded so badly. But, you know, I was okay with it. There were always plenty of melee weapons around, and it was realistic, and I figured I'd only need to put up with it till I got the guns. Then I got the shotgun. Then I ran out of shotgun ammo. Then I started using the shotgun as a melee weapon until I found some more ammo, since the only other option was dropping it. And then the shotgun broke. And then I ragequit. But I do sort of want to finish it, and see the end of the story. So I figured I'd give it another try. We'll see if I remember ANY OF THE BUTTONS, or fail horribly.

In film news:

  • A heist movie, starring Cameron Diaz, and Alan Rickman, and Colin Firth? Out tomorrow? That'd be a yes.


  • I've been wanting to see Wreck-It Ralph for a few months, since I first heard about it on Tumblr. So it seems kind of annoying that I now have to avoid posts about it on Tumblr so I don't get spoiled, because it's out in America 3 months before it's released here. I THOUGHT THESE DAYS WERE OVER.

ETA: Also, if anyone is interested or morbidly curious, Christopher Maloney's eyes of death are here. You might have to wait a minute, though. I just. It really brings 'bright eyes' to life, that's all I can say.
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  • Did anyone watch X Factor at all tonight?? CHRISTOPHER MOLONEY'S EYES OF DEATH WILL KILL US ALL.


  • In unrelated news, I recently spent weeks trying to work out who the posh woman in The Paradise is and meaning to look it up. Only to find out yesterday that she's Abby Mills from Harper's Island. HER ACTING STYLE IS VERY DIFFERENT IN THE PARADISE. No wonder I didn't connect the two roles.

I went to Thought Bubble in Leeds today. I do love Thought Bubble. I spent quite a lot, as usual, but it's only once a year. And some of the artists you never see there again. I still wish I'd picked up a poster from Sister Claire's artist the first year. But oh well. My dream is to one day have enough money left from buying books to be able to buy some of the art on sale there. Because it is quite beautiful. But a lot of the artists, at least, do seem to come back year after year, I guess because doing commissions at a con is often pretty good business for them. But before any of you think about judging me, I would just like to point out that the guy who does Romantically Apocalyptic was there, and he was selling his books for £40 each. And I was sort of tempted to get one, because they're always going to be £40, and this way at least I would save on shipping. But I didn't! I just spent at least £40 on OTHER books!

Also, I got a cuddly Mameshiba. Which I adore. I didn't even know you could buy them.

I also got a letter from the DWP today. Well, I got 3 letters. The first was to tell me that they were going to pay me through my appeal, £61 a week from 12th October. The second was to tell me that they were going to pay me through my appeal, £61 a week from 18th October. The third was to tell me that since they were going to pay me through my appeal, they were going to need doctor's certificates again, so I should get one into them by 12th October. So yes. They're planning to pay me, at least. I don't know exactly how it's going to work with the doctor's certificates, but before I stopped needing them (for a bit) they were happy to just give continuing ones that I could pick up from the reception, without needing to see a doctor. Obviously I haven't been getting them for a few months now, but given that my condition is ongoing, maybe they'll be willing to do another continuation again? And if they are going to - or even if they're not going to - I might be able to ask them to backdate it, since, as I say, my condition is ongoing. I don't know. I'll need to call them this week. But at least the DWP are happy to pay me. And I'd still like to check with an advice organisation that they won't have any leverage to ask me for it all back if I lose my appeal, so I can feel comfortable spending it, but I don't think they will. It would make the ESA and appeal process even more unfair if they could do things like that. So hopefully, I'll at least have some money coming in for the next few months (although not as much as I did before, unfortunately).

Kate Beaton was supposedly at Thought Bubble. But when I went by her stall in the afternoon she wasn't there (that I could see), and there was nothing on sale that I particularly wanted to buy. And when I went by again before I left, just for the novelty of seeing her in the flesh, there was a sign on her stall saying she wouldn't be back for another 45 minutes. A more suspicious person would suspect maybe she wasn't there at all. But she probably was. Just away from me.

ILLUSIONS, Michael.
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Benefits and mental health stuff )

I've been feeling really wiped out and weird over the past few days, and I don't know if it's because of the stress over the appeal, being on my period, or what. I'm feeling in a sort of a fannish limbo as well, because all my shows - or my show, rather - has finished, and obviously Bioshock fandom ended up being a bit of a letdown, after putting off reading half of it for a bit. I'm still feeling weirdly dissatisfied with Bioshock, anyway, and Dishonored, and I can't tell if it's because I genuinely found their endings sort of empty, or because I want to play through again as a baddy to get the other endings, and feel like I'm really done with the canon. Hmm. I'm not playing either. I'm playing Portal 2. GLaDOS is mean.

What I really feel like doing is watching all of old Dallas. I'm not entirely convinced I would be able to do that, however, or to do it in a timely fashion.

Also, it's pre-Christmas, and my mum has started asking me what I want already. And I have genuinely no idea, nor is anything coming to me. Which is a little weird. Last year I just had 3 things I wanted, but I genuinely wanted them, you know? Although last year was pretty easy, because Skyrim was coming out. But this year, nothing really. I mean, there's things I want, but I don't know how mum or dad would react to me being all "Get me 2 cushions from Jon Burgerman". The only thing I can think of is an XBox, just because it's a big thing, but I only really want that so I can play a couple of XBox exclusive games, and possibly some other XBox exclusive games in the future, but I could get those for the PC most of the time. And we'd need to find somewhere to put it. I still haven't plugged in or tested out the Playstation 2 I bought a few months ago. Hmph. Well, I'm sure something will come to me.

I've got my first counselling appointment with my new counsellor tomorrow, which I'm hoping will do something for my mental state, and coping with the appeal and all. Or in the next few weeks, anyway, after we've settled in. I hope I get along with her, as well as I did with my old counsellor. Fingers crossed.
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I just wrote out my appeal form. They give you the tiniest space to write your reasons why you don't agree with their decision. Which is largely how I felt about the assessment form - although apparently I was some good at filling that in this time. Maybe I just feel like I have A LOT OF REASONS to give them. But I think I got at least some relevant points through, and it's completed now at least. Now I just need to send it out so it will get to Barnsley before Monday. Sigh.

I also caught up with Dallas yesterday, and then watched the final episode. Dallas )

The new series apparently begins in America in January. So obviously I either need to get downloading, or really enjoy these few months of being all caught up before I lose them again.

We also had the American election this week. I am happy and genuinely a little bit amazed that Obama won. As well as all the 'shenanigans' I'd been hearing about, things sort of came to a head on Tuesday night when I started seeing posts on Tumblr about how people were taking pictures of their pro-Obama ballots and posting them online because they were so excited, but that they shouldn't do that, because they could be arrested and have their votes annulled. I was ready to give up, get ready for Romney to win, and be all "2012, End Of Days". But then Obama won. And apparently it wasn't even close. So hurrah.

I also finished Portal, and bought Portal 2. I liked the song at the end. A LOT. And while I was looking for Portal 2 (in vain) in my home town, I found out that the little games shop I used to see when I was a teenager was still open, and both stocking and selling Bioshock action figures! It was a good day all around.

And we had my YN over at my house today. He is sweet, and can pull himself up on furniture, and make lots of noises now. And point. At one point he looked up at one of our houseplants, pointed at it and went "Aaah!", and then went back to playing with his cars. He plays with cars by pushing them along and going "aaaaaaah" or "grrrrrrrrr". He is lovely. I also learned that my mum thinks he's "weird". Which, in fairness, is something I would expect a sitcom granny to say about their baby grandchild, so at least we're living up to the stereotype, thanks mum.

And I saw a bit of Emmerdale today with Declan in it, and it gave me Declan/Nathan feelings. Sigh.

And I had a dentist appointment today, which went quite well, with quite a lovely new lady dentist. It was her first day apparently. She didn't make any mistakes which could only be covered up by saying "It's my first day!". Yay. And we had Bonfire Night, which means we're now in the period of time I officially recognise as Pre-Christmas. Argh. And...something. I'm on my period, and I'm really tired. Oh, and I attempted to buy trousers from H&M, and I found out that of all the weird sizing issues there are from shop to shop, H&M might just take the cake for 'obviously a lot smaller than the number would imply'. And yet I also tried a jumper from there, and the Large was too big for me so I had to get a Medium. Weird.
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