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strangecharm: stick figure with long hair saying "there's still time to leave and find a non-crazy girl" (crazy)

Sometimes it is better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness.

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Created on 2011-03-30 21:30:55 (#709876), last updated 2015-10-06 (2 days ago)

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Name:too short to be haughty, too nutty to be naughty
People in this journal
There's Andrew, my husband. I talk about him a lot. And there's [personal profile] magister, also known as James, my boyfriend. Most other people get explained as we go along, though feel free to ask if I'm not making sense.

About my job
I'm not working at the moment, but I spent the first half of 2015 getting myself registered blind and catching up on other life admin, and in the second half I've been doing a course about volunteering in museums. I'm hoping to start volunteering creating museum tours for visually-impaired people soon, which I'm really excited about.

Some random facts
I'm American but have lived in the UK for something like ten years. I have pretty strong feelings on immigration and how people who "seem different" are treated once they're here (or wherever 'here' is). I was blind when I was born and am now what's called "partially sighted," in the UK/"legally blind" in the U.S. My brother, Chris, died in a car crash just before I got married and emigrated (this was more than eight years ago now so is mostly an aside these days, but I used to talk about it a lot). I have suffered from depression and anxiety, in some combination, since I was 19, and I've also worked in mental health, so I have a lot of opinions on both using and providing mental health services. I'm bisexual and do a bit of activism around that, including politically for LGBT+ Lib Dems. I'm polyamorous, which is how I have a husband and a boyfriend, and they can have other partners (though Andrew hasn't, for most of the time I've known him; I sometimes tease him that he should, because I could use the help), and we all know about each other and we're all happy with the situation. To my utter bemusement and chagrin, I recently joined the ranks of homeowners -- for someone who never finished her degree and spent a big chunk of her 20s unemployable with mostly-untreated mental illness, it seems unbelievable that I'm able to buy a house "already" at 32. I am learning a lot about DIY since losing my job almost immediately after we got the house has meant we haven't been able to get non-emergency work done. I'm still waiting for owning a house, rather than renting, to become the magical experience I was assured it would be.

Things I like to do
I like trains, I like hotels, I like excuses for eating nice food and visiting museums/cathedrals/castles/art galleries and having time to read and go for walks and all the other things I never seem to do at home because there's always something else that needs doing.

As we were leaving the National Railway Museum, James and I were asked by someone standing at the door if we'd do a little survey. We were shown a list of other places and asked which ones we'd been to. "York Castle Museum, yep, Jorvik, yep, ooh, MOSI, yep! Royal Armouries, yep..." I went on like this for a while, with James occasionally noticing things before I got to them, like the National Media Museum, and saying stuff like "And we went to the Tate in Liverpool." And when she asked us when we'd last visited the museum, James said "thirty years ago" and I said "two weeks ago!"
So I guess I like museums.

My tastes these days are almost entirely non-fiction. At the moment I'm reading a book about seahorses, one about cricket in Pakistan, and one about the first women in the medical profession.

I get sad and weird if I go too long without the company of nice people. I look forward to having a house I can invite people around to. In the meantime I like few things better than sitting on my friends' couches drinking tea and chatting, or in a coffee shop or pub or whatever (I like my coffee black and my beer not too hoppy, thanks).

Social media usage
You're looking at it, really. I consider facebook sort of a necessary evil. I used to do Twitter but found it just made me angry and sad, and a combination of getting rid of that and severely cutting down on how much news I consume has made me a happier, calmer person. I don't use tumblr or...whatever the other things are. I'm too uncool even to know.

But I've been on LJ since 2002, it's seen pretty much everything important that's happened to me, and I love it (and its little Dreamwidth buddy) to bits. LJ is how I met Andrew, it's gotten me jobs, found me friends when I moved to the UK, lent me money when I would've been deported without it...I just cannot overstate how much of an impact it's made on my life, and all for good.

Subscriptions, access and commenting

I always welcome new people. Almost all of my entries are public, so I make friends/grant access pretty readily. I read almost everything and leave more comments than I receive, but I don't mind if other people don't do those things.

I welcome anonymous comments but if you're commenting anonymously, please leave some kind of name/pseudonym/identifying mark with your comment, and use it consistently. It's nice to have some idea of who's talking to me, it helps prevent confusion, and it reassures me that you're not just a troll.

your livejournal reminds me of the "temperance" card in the Rider-Waite tarot deck. i'm thinking the one foot in the water, one out / and the cups (one the Past, one the Future, with a bidirectional stream between...) suggest your ability t'be precisely and entirely in Northern England (with all the fascinating negotiations required of a non.native), yet capable of presenting an uncompromised evocation of a fully realised and engaging Minnesota, by sun or by lamplight. a triumph of MEMORY and ... environmental engagement.

I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.
(Douglas Adams)
Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest

(Bob Dylan)

I left Minnesota and since then have known one problem after another but restlessness hasn't been one of them. Ever since I left home and came to New York [England], I've known exactly who I am. Ich bin ein Minnesotan. In Minnesota, it's never really clear what that means, but living in Manhattan [Manchester], I know exactly what Minnesotaness means — it means moi — and I plan to stay right here and enjoy it.
(Garrison Keillor)

Whoever wants to know the heart and mind of America had better learn baseball, the rules and realities of the game—and do it by watching first some high school or small-town teams.
(Jacques Barzun)

In my day, we'd just turn the wireless up and get on with it.
(Alan Moore misquoting Victoria Wood; I like his version better)

They had not brains enough to be introverted and repressed.
(I am one of the people Joseph Heller is talking about here)

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