Warning, gigantor reply incoming, plus a salute. I meant to reply to all this yesterday but social anxiety happened and I spent it working on a remix of @Ultramartyr's awesome song, Honor.
Sorry for the crappy quotes. Had to gut some stuff for space.
At 10/4/17 03:13 PM, Fro wrote:
"Also keep in mind we upload larger thumbnails now, to be more future proof... Aim for over 600 pixels wide. Thanks in advance to anyone who makes some!"
Will do.
I think it's neat to look back at your work and see how you've improved.
True, true. Although, I never really intend to go back to flash unless something major happens. I've gone full speed into music and there are just some things I'm naturally better at than others. Once or twice a year I knock out a portrait for a friend though. Like I mentioned, there was a holiday dedicated to mocking me years past. It's not something I want to revisit too badly, haha. Unless someone has a copy of Flash MX or Flash 8 to play with. That'd be fun. I can't afford the new software anymore though.
Financial stuff that requires intelligence and fore-planning.
Quite a haul, and good on you. I've never considered investing in the stock market, not after Mom's 401k got rekt in the 2000's.
Thinking there is an average of 30 days in a month I just need to make about $6-$7 more a day to break even. I'm sure I can figure it out. Next two rent due dates will still be trying though if I can't figure something out by then.
I'll keep praying for you. I could do something more helpful like mailing you my change, but something tells me my mom would look at me sideways. >.> If you do come up with a GoFundMe, I'll save up a front page post for ya.
I couldn't ask for a better job situation right now though. I live in family housing at an University because of my spouse going to grad school. My daughters day care is a 2 minute walk from our apartment, my job is a 15 minute walk from my apartment, and my spouses school is a 5 minute walk.
That's not bad at all, aside from expenses. I can remember my mom talking about how tight money was for her back in the day, working 12 hours a day and then some and having to pay extra if she was held over and picked me up late. Also, I'm always happy to hear about happily married couples with kids. My mom and dad split when I was 6 weeks old. Lot of hardship.
So I'm a Christian. I've just had a falling out with the church
I actually haven't been going to church, for a lot of the same reasons you mentioned. Plus, I celebrate Shabbat by the luni-solar calendar, and most of them think I'm crazy because Shabbat can land on any day of the week depending on the conjunction of the moon. Besides that, no one wants to hear that the institution of the Gregorian calendar got tons of Jews and Christians killed, like Constantine's continuous week cycle.
Some of the crowd just got up and left, us included. It was disgusting and as discriminatory as it comes. I called him out on it and he refused to show his face to me in public again.
Unfortunately, that's usually how it goes. People don't get that every one of us has a pet sin. No one is worse than the other, and we aren't to go around insulting people and calling them fags. If you hate anyone, including gays, the love of the Father is not in you. I'm sorry you guys had to deal with that.
Sorry, makes me a little sick to my stomach to get into it too much. :P
No need. People can be sea urchins, and sometimes it gets the stomach lurchin'. ;P
I'll never forget being in 2nd grade and not being able to eat dinner until I did all of the additional homework my father assigned me so I always got 100% on every spelling test. Or how I was forced to go to work even if I was sick and I never missed a single day of school until my college career.
That sounds insane, and I hope you didn't end up ridiculed for it by other kids. My dad was the total opposite. I can remember one day in the first grade, I wasn't feeling so hot, and my dad turned to me and said, "Well hey babe, you think you'd feel better if we took a break from school and went on down to Pensacola?" And 7 hours later, we were sitting on the beach in Pensacola, bellies full of Red Diamond Tea and PB&J's, I kid you not. I remember Dad was on the beach looking after this hispanic girl's drunked out father while she and I played with a pink floatie, and every time the waves would come in, she'd yell, "Hubba hubba!" I still remember the sound of her voice and her little hands. She was right pretty to me, I have to say.
From then on, we went to Pensacola every year around the same time, sometimes on the weekend, sometimes not, haha. That being said, I never had to worry about my grades. I was just a natural inquisitive. I was reading encyclopedias before I was in school.
Now I have to be basically dying to miss something and never learned how to give up. I thank him for that.
There's always a silver lining. Sometimes I wish I'd been pushed harder when I was younger. Although, my band directors did enough of that in college. I can remember one exhibition we did, I'd had a sore throat for weeks, and I really felt like crap that day, but I knew I had a solo to perform on one hand and a scholarship to lose on the other, not that the thought ever entered my mind of not performing.
Well, it was about noon when we performed, 105 degrees on the turf. We get about halfway through the show, and I start noticing, "Hey, is that grass... turning yellow? Why is the whole sky white? Why are the black people also white, and our black pants grey, and the white people -- they look like angels!" Of course when you're in marching band, you just keep pushing through the show as your mind wanders. No matter how bad you feel, it's just second nature to keep going. But on "Dream On" as I was performing my solo, I really started feeling it. Everything was turning white. I just closed my eyes and focused on the instrument. Opening my eyes was like looking upon a thousand stars.
When we finally circled up and went off the field, which was a long ordeal, I made it to the sideline, took a knee with the last of my strength and passed out for who knows how long. Woke up, went to my room and slept until the 2nd performance. I thought I was fine afterward, but that night I had to go to the hospital. I almost went into convulsions. They ended up realizing I had an abscessed tonsil the size of a 50 cent piece, necrosing. A biopsy came back inconclusive, and they gave me a huge shot in the butt, which I don't even remember. I was going in and out of consciousness.
I'm just a little amazed, looking back. I performed that whole show while having some kind of heat stroke, and I didn't even realize, but I was dying. That's what dedication can do to you if you don't watch yourself.
At 10/5/17 10:20 AM, Fro wrote:
Lot's of hentai in the portal lately. Is there a way to toggle adult submission like that off?
You can stop it from auto-playing in your settings, but I think you can only uncheck it in the Game and Movie sections, not UJ. Correct me if I'm wrong.
Later today or this week I'll make a post in the icon mod thread and tag you in it with some instructions/examples.
I will say the snip tool on Windows does a great job of helping cut the process short. Snip, blow up as needed, crop, done. Please do tag me when you get around to making a post. Right now I'm working on commissions and answering my inbox. :)
At 10/5/17 03:23 AM, Exedor wrote:
Try donating blood plasma. That's what I do. Unlike blood donating, plasma donating can be done twice a week, and they pay. Not everyplace pays for blood, and you can only donate blood every 6 weeks or so.
I will say, this is extremely painful from what I've heard, but it does help people, and it might be worth it. There's also donating sperm/eggs if you and your wife want to talk that out. Egg donation is invasive but if you've had all the kids you want, hey. I've been considering it since I don't know whether I really want kids or not, and I'm not sure if I'll ever not be celibate.