Car Halp

Jul. 23rd, 2009 02:21 pm
naamah_darling: The right-side canines of a wolf's skull; the upper canine is made of gold. (The Last Unicorn: Never Run)
So, [livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob is one of the most wonderful people I know. I love her like a sister. She's a brilliant, loving, beautiful, funny, kind, and all-around amazing woman. She's also a single mom in bad financial straits.

Life is trying to screw her over but good right now. Her car tanked on her with head gasket problems and it's going to take some funds to repair it. Best scenario, $2,500, worst scenario $4,600. We don't know yet. And giving up on this car is not an option. She still owes money on it, and not paying for a car – even if it is a piece of shit – is a really quick way to get yourself into debtor's hell, as is buying another car if your first POS car is still not completely yours.

For various reasons, AmberBob needs to have a functioning vehicle. She lives in a small town, for one, and there's no public transportation, and for another, walking anywhere in Oklahoma high summer is a really dumb idea.

Amber has been hit with too much shit lately for me to bear seeing this sideline her. She's a lycanthrope like me, fierce but constitutionally not suited to captivity and not much of one for being trapped in one place. I love her deeply, and I want to help her stay free (and hopefully stay out of that bad bipolar place) by making sure she can get that car fixed.

Right now, we have about $1,200, which is incredible, and due entirely to the efforts of [livejournal.com profile] rowangolightly. I'm getting in on the act and asking if y'all could kick in even five bucks, because it very quickly makes a huge difference.

The amazing [livejournal.com profile] rowangolightly got around to spearheading this before I could, because she is awesome like that, and has graciously opened up her Paypal account to take donations. She's a trustworthy and incredibly generous lady, so you can use her paypal without fear. The money will reach Amber.

[livejournal.com profile] rowangolightly says:

Most of you on here know that I don't like seeing a problem and not being able to help with it. Our dear friend AmberBob is having more than her share of bad luck lately.

[livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob has had far more than her fair share of car problems; most recently that her new-to-her car has blown up and not in a fun, happy way.

So the suggestion has been made and I've decided to go into high gear to try to help her out. So I'm going to do what we've done a couple other times,which is to make my PayPal account available for fund-raising in her behalf.

I'd like to see an out-pouring of love on a concrete level, to help AmberBob not only fix her car but also to let her know that her friends love her and want to help her. I know that everybody is in pretty tight circumstances right now, but $5 or $10 or $20 when put together with other friends bits of money can, and has in the past, really added up substantially. She has been instrumental, herself, in doing fund-raising for various causes. Now it's time to give a little back; I think it would do very good things for her mood and outlook right now.

Also, I intend to put a couple of items up on eBay to see if I can sell them at a decent price, perhaps a new Fiddly bag purse, and will donate that money towards AmberBob's car repairs.

So....the email address is rowangolightly@gmail.com. It has a small starting amount that I will donate. Please add in whatever you can. I've messaged a couple of her other friends who are not on my flist, hoping that they'll also help to spread the word. Please DO pass this word along and see what we can accumulate to help out a wonderful, talented, lovely and amazing woman.


I know we are all in sucky straits right now. This could happen to any of us. But in tiny increments, we can make big differences, and the difference between having a car and not is a pretty big difference. A lot of financial tailspins start with "Well, my car died. . . ." So anything you can spare is great.

Car Halp

Jul. 23rd, 2009 02:21 pm
naamah_darling: The right-side canines of a wolf's skull; the upper canine is made of gold. (The Last Unicorn: Never Run)
So, [livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob is one of the most wonderful people I know. I love her like a sister. She's a brilliant, loving, beautiful, funny, kind, and all-around amazing woman. She's also a single mom in bad financial straits.

Life is trying to screw her over but good right now. Her car tanked on her with head gasket problems and it's going to take some funds to repair it. Best scenario, $2,500, worst scenario $4,600. We don't know yet. And giving up on this car is not an option. She still owes money on it, and not paying for a car – even if it is a piece of shit – is a really quick way to get yourself into debtor's hell, as is buying another car if your first POS car is still not completely yours.

For various reasons, AmberBob needs to have a functioning vehicle. She lives in a small town, for one, and there's no public transportation, and for another, walking anywhere in Oklahoma high summer is a really dumb idea.

Amber has been hit with too much shit lately for me to bear seeing this sideline her. She's a lycanthrope like me, fierce but constitutionally not suited to captivity and not much of one for being trapped in one place. I love her deeply, and I want to help her stay free (and hopefully stay out of that bad bipolar place) by making sure she can get that car fixed.

Right now, we have about $1,200, which is incredible, and due entirely to the efforts of [livejournal.com profile] rowangolightly. I'm getting in on the act and asking if y'all could kick in even five bucks, because it very quickly makes a huge difference.

The amazing [livejournal.com profile] rowangolightly got around to spearheading this before I could, because she is awesome like that, and has graciously opened up her Paypal account to take donations. She's a trustworthy and incredibly generous lady, so you can use her paypal without fear. The money will reach Amber.

[livejournal.com profile] rowangolightly says:

Most of you on here know that I don't like seeing a problem and not being able to help with it. Our dear friend AmberBob is having more than her share of bad luck lately.

[livejournal.com profile] apocalypticbob has had far more than her fair share of car problems; most recently that her new-to-her car has blown up and not in a fun, happy way.

So the suggestion has been made and I've decided to go into high gear to try to help her out. So I'm going to do what we've done a couple other times,which is to make my PayPal account available for fund-raising in her behalf.

I'd like to see an out-pouring of love on a concrete level, to help AmberBob not only fix her car but also to let her know that her friends love her and want to help her. I know that everybody is in pretty tight circumstances right now, but $5 or $10 or $20 when put together with other friends bits of money can, and has in the past, really added up substantially. She has been instrumental, herself, in doing fund-raising for various causes. Now it's time to give a little back; I think it would do very good things for her mood and outlook right now.

Also, I intend to put a couple of items up on eBay to see if I can sell them at a decent price, perhaps a new Fiddly bag purse, and will donate that money towards AmberBob's car repairs.

So....the email address is rowangolightly@gmail.com. It has a small starting amount that I will donate. Please add in whatever you can. I've messaged a couple of her other friends who are not on my flist, hoping that they'll also help to spread the word. Please DO pass this word along and see what we can accumulate to help out a wonderful, talented, lovely and amazing woman.


I know we are all in sucky straits right now. This could happen to any of us. But in tiny increments, we can make big differences, and the difference between having a car and not is a pretty big difference. A lot of financial tailspins start with "Well, my car died. . . ." So anything you can spare is great.
naamah_darling: The right-side canines of a wolf's skull; the upper canine is made of gold. (Keyboard Kitty)
I have a friend, [livejournal.com profile] nonnycat, who is looking for a good doctor in the Olympia, Washington area. She's willing to travel for up to an hour (i.e., Seattle area is OK, too).

In her words:

I have fibromyalgia and co-morbid conditions including PCOS, insulin resistance, and PMDD.

Being that my mother is a nurse, I'm not the sort that can handle "Take this pill and go home." I ask questions, research myself, and make suggestions. I need a doctor that can work with this, not someone with a God complex. I also need someone who is not petrified of the thought of prescribing pain control for fibromyalgia, as was the case with the first doctor I saw here. It's not like I'm on heavy narcotics.

Yeah. So, basically, no asshole morons. Someone who is capable of listening would be fantastic.

I thought that some of you, being cool folks who know a good doctor when you see one, might have some useful recommendations? I loves Nonny and want to see her getting some good care.
naamah_darling: The right-side canines of a wolf's skull; the upper canine is made of gold. (Keyboard Kitty)
I have a friend, [livejournal.com profile] nonnycat, who is looking for a good doctor in the Olympia, Washington area. She's willing to travel for up to an hour (i.e., Seattle area is OK, too).

In her words:

I have fibromyalgia and co-morbid conditions including PCOS, insulin resistance, and PMDD.

Being that my mother is a nurse, I'm not the sort that can handle "Take this pill and go home." I ask questions, research myself, and make suggestions. I need a doctor that can work with this, not someone with a God complex. I also need someone who is not petrified of the thought of prescribing pain control for fibromyalgia, as was the case with the first doctor I saw here. It's not like I'm on heavy narcotics.

Yeah. So, basically, no asshole morons. Someone who is capable of listening would be fantastic.

I thought that some of you, being cool folks who know a good doctor when you see one, might have some useful recommendations? I loves Nonny and want to see her getting some good care.
naamah_darling: The right-side canines of a wolf's skull; the upper canine is made of gold. (Lipstick Heart)
Yes, yes, I'm back.

Had a wonderful weekend. So good, in fact, that I am completely at a loss to describe it. Suffice it to say that I now have a terrible case of "I Don't Know What Fucking Day It Is."

We did nothing on Friday, which was less interesting and more fun than it sounds. And Saturday we had Thanksgiving (or, rather, Thanks Again) with some friends. If I had known about it far enough ahead of time to cancel on my family, I would have told my biologicals to go fuck themselves with a splintered wooden spoon, and blown off the family gathering completely in favor of hanging out with people I actually like.

I almost cried twice. The first time was when I realized that I'd only been there for fifteen minutes, but people had already spoken to me more than anyone spoke to me at the family gathering all night. Seriously – nobody besides my husband and my nephew said more than two sentences to me all of Thursday evening.

The second time was just a general "OMG my family are such assholes and I love these people so much more and it's not fair that I don't have more time to spend with them" kind of thing.

Which makes it sound dreadfully maudlin, which it wasn't. In fact, I made a fun discovery. Since losing 70 pounds, I can't hold my liquor. I have a weakness for applejack – or even just hard cider. And one cider (10 lousy proof) put me on my giggly butt for about two hours. I managed not to say anything stupid, and mostly people just seemed amused, but it really brought home that there is a reason I don't drink.

I tend to talk about blowjobs. And boys.

Ahem. Moving on.

At some point, someone made a joke about poor Sargon having to carry me to the car (I was not that inebriated, they were just ribbing me), and I said something like "If you drag me by the feet, my antlers will stick in the bushes."

Sargon said "Yes, and you'd bump your head on the steps."

And Dr. Omed, our resident insane poet, put in the one-liner of the evening. "That's what I hate about stairs. They wake you up."

For some reason, I thought this was hilarious.

Probably because I can't hold my fucking liquor.

So, I got kind of drunk, and we played Are You A Werewolf?, which is a great game for large groups of people that in no way fosters trust, or a sense of community. I was ripped to shreds once, and lynched once, but others had it far worse than me.

I should add that a little drunk is the ideal state in which to play this game.

Sunday I did nothing that would be of interest to any of you, though it was of great interest to me.

So, I have no great revelations, no tales to tell. But I will affirm that when I said "Find your real family, and love with them," I was so right.

And I can't tell you how nice it was to have that proven.

link
naamah_darling: The right-side canines of a wolf's skull; the upper canine is made of gold. (Lipstick Heart)
Yes, yes, I'm back.

Had a wonderful weekend. So good, in fact, that I am completely at a loss to describe it. Suffice it to say that I now have a terrible case of "I Don't Know What Fucking Day It Is."

We did nothing on Friday, which was less interesting and more fun than it sounds. And Saturday we had Thanksgiving (or, rather, Thanks Again) with some friends. If I had known about it far enough ahead of time to cancel on my family, I would have told my biologicals to go fuck themselves with a splintered wooden spoon, and blown off the family gathering completely in favor of hanging out with people I actually like.

I almost cried twice. The first time was when I realized that I'd only been there for fifteen minutes, but people had already spoken to me more than anyone spoke to me at the family gathering all night. Seriously – nobody besides my husband and my nephew said more than two sentences to me all of Thursday evening.

The second time was just a general "OMG my family are such assholes and I love these people so much more and it's not fair that I don't have more time to spend with them" kind of thing.

Which makes it sound dreadfully maudlin, which it wasn't. In fact, I made a fun discovery. Since losing 70 pounds, I can't hold my liquor. I have a weakness for applejack – or even just hard cider. And one cider (10 lousy proof) put me on my giggly butt for about two hours. I managed not to say anything stupid, and mostly people just seemed amused, but it really brought home that there is a reason I don't drink.

I tend to talk about blowjobs. And boys.

Ahem. Moving on.

At some point, someone made a joke about poor Sargon having to carry me to the car (I was not that inebriated, they were just ribbing me), and I said something like "If you drag me by the feet, my antlers will stick in the bushes."

Sargon said "Yes, and you'd bump your head on the steps."

And Dr. Omed, our resident insane poet, put in the one-liner of the evening. "That's what I hate about stairs. They wake you up."

For some reason, I thought this was hilarious.

Probably because I can't hold my fucking liquor.

So, I got kind of drunk, and we played Are You A Werewolf?, which is a great game for large groups of people that in no way fosters trust, or a sense of community. I was ripped to shreds once, and lynched once, but others had it far worse than me.

I should add that a little drunk is the ideal state in which to play this game.

Sunday I did nothing that would be of interest to any of you, though it was of great interest to me.

So, I have no great revelations, no tales to tell. But I will affirm that when I said "Find your real family, and love with them," I was so right.

And I can't tell you how nice it was to have that proven.

link

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