Opopanox, Home of the Arrogant Worm

Ahem. Meet Blackle, a search engine powered by Google. White and grey font on a black bakround, it really cuts down on glare <3   Unfortunately, once you click on the links your search produced, it takes you back to the regular web. Boo.

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Also; I’ve promised m’self to write something – substantial – tomorrow, something that contains actual content. Been mulling over class (mine ‘versus’ my mother’s, my father’s, and perhaps one of my sister’s, but she’s not particularly mature and pretty stuck in Pushed Societal Expectations and the worldview that it creates and encourages – we intersect and interact in some damn odd ways, lemmie tell you, n’exploring them might bring something newish to light), but I’m not sure that’s quite percolated yet. I’ve high hopes, and have a happy week all There’s also a few joyous songs to post, several notices that need to be passed ’round (my – God – I’ve been lax) and …somethin’ else, if I can only remember what it is.

- what I mean by ‘versus’ would be a compare and contrast, by our own spoken words and current actions (like Dad, Ma’s and mine’s thoughts and actions with regards to food. Or spending funds, say, but that deserves a whole several posts of its’ own, since none of us have quite the same reasonings due to circumstance. We’ve actually talked about this due, n part, to the many arguements, which it occurs to me might be odd, as a lot of families don’t. Public verse Private behavior would also be a good post to meander on)

I am now back from the eye exam. I …didn’t sleep very well, and ended up with one hell of a headache all of last night and most of yesterday centered ’round m’eye socket. Apparently I was also gritting my teeth, because it pissed my bad tooth off and it felt like it was entering abcess territory all in one fell swoop. Was much better come morning, though. God, nerves, especially when one eye exam decrees whether you’re allowed help or not. I still dunno what the verdict is, except there’s pigment on the back of both retinas and I dunno what the hell that does, and they didn’t say anything or ask any questions about my eye going out. Well, except for the ‘is it black’ bit. No, it’s grey. And that seemed the exent of their questioning on that front, besides ‘does it happen during anything specific’ which is a no. I did give ‘em three pages of vision complaints though, n’I made sure to mention it and how it was different than regular blurring. I asked, he said the mods/alternate prescription isn’t going to help me recognize faces ‘cross the street/hall, read sign posts or stove dials, et cetera and that my current strength itself is close to right. Which is….really fucking depressing, I was hoping there was a way to modify the glasses to recognize shit. Since I’ve no insurance, he’s going the ’simplest’ route – which means easing vision and getting rid of glare. Something about polarized lenses on the glasses themselves (?) since the transition lenses don’t do a damned thing in cars or buildings, plum sunglasses that fit – over – m’regular ones for reading (also tried yellow and amber – yellow is damned near painful, amber’s too bright but not nearly as bad), and another pair of modified sunglasses to wear over the regular glasses outside, that is, if I understood him correctly. He also said he’d talk to G. (the vision rehab lady) about zoomtext, since she has it and maybe install it on my pc so I’ve some sort of job opportunity since visual consistency is needed. Trying to get my eyes to do several different jobs at once (think store/fastfood work – register keys, screen reading, locating objects/people in a timely manner – all at the same time) doesn’t work, they mutiny, besides which I can’t do the first two for more than about ten-fifteen minutes at a stretch, then a break’s needed. “Fuck You, We’re Leaving!” seems to be m’eyes motto. Still dunno whether I qualify for help though, and I forgot to ask how I’m going to get polarized lenses in my current glasses and the other two (? if I understood correctly, I might not’ve, he was musing aloud for a bit. Nice guy though) pairs for over it. bleh

- At least, I think he said pigment on the retina, when he asked if she ‘got it’. I prolly should’ve written it down. The intern did most of the test, then the opthamologist rechecked inside my eyes and the poor intern had missed the pigment, which she got called over to find for herself (boy, did she sound enthused – I had the same level of joy once she started as she badly, BADLY needed breathmints and I wasn’t allowed to squirm away and the damned light made very wide bars of easter color (pink, light green, yellow, blue) over everything, not to’mention made my left on the verge of declaring war. But damned if I can find anything on ‘pigment – on – retina’, and m’head hurts ;/

‘Ellos! Anxiously awaiting the 24th. In the meantime enjoy this useless video. As I live under a rock I didn’t know the Terminator movie series was getting …yet another movie. This one’s s’posed to be after the apocalypse though, so we’ll see if it’s any good. Anyway, apparently the one of the stars, Christian Bale, had a fit on stage and yelled at someone behind the scenes for ‘distracting’ him while he was going about his job, from what I hear. And someone made a NSFW music video with parts of the rant! So very professional. The song is oddly good, got a great beat to it. Not much of a video to the thing though, just still scene clips.