August 18th, 2004

bleeding, Ryoko

Via elance: the LJ Abuse Emergency Contact Information First Post program

Please post your full name, date of birth, full address, and telephone number (plus cell phone number, if you have one) to your journal, as the first chronological entry (backdated) in your journal, with Private security, and leave a note in your userinfo indicating that you've done so. The life you save may be your own. In the event of an emergency, LiveJournal administrators can view this information -- and please believe that it is only used in the event of an absolute emergency. But you'd be surprised how many of those there are on a service with four million users. And in an emergency situation, every second counts.

Yes, the Abuse team occasionally hears of users who plan to commit suicide, but there are other situations where having this information could possibly be of use to the police. There have been, for instance, phone posts that were interrupted by physical violence before, and other such situations. The Abuse team often gets reports of these things, and oftentimes, there is nothing we can do to help, because we can't find you.

Please take a moment of your time and make this post. Your privacy will never be violated except in absolute need, and though we hope it will never be necessary, it could prove to be very necessary indeed.

I've just now done this. In addition to the contact information, I also included the sorts of descriptive information that one would want to know for a missing persons report, some basic medical information that might be asked in an emergency situation (allergies, medical history, medications I'm on), and basic contact information for the people to contact if I am having a psychological or medical emergency.

I put this banner in my userinfo:
In an emergency situation, every second counts.
I participate in the LJ Abuse Emergency Contact Information First Post program.
Do you? The life you save may be your own.


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  • Current Music
    The Divine Comedy - Tonight We Fly
exhausted, tired, Azzsleep

Late-night Lunatic

After caffiene, in hour 16 or so after waking up in the morning, the Lunatic's brain ceases to work entirely properly. The late-night depression kicks in, and the world seems colder and worse than it should be. Noise irritates; popular music sits like an itch in the brain that the brain must be closed off against.

Then I remembered: I need Baroque. My brain can follow the patterns around without getting jarred by things. It's when I'm so much not-here that a dischord can screw me up for half an hour...

Therefore: Bach.

I still need to pick up my bed and put it back together properly, and also make sure that the laundry is in the laundry basket. I'll put off the shower until morning, because there are bathroom rugs soaking in the bathtub. One of them had to be thrown out; I think it was pissed on a bit too much. They soaked with vinegar for some time, but that wasn't enough to get one denasted. So much to do...

It's going to be a busy few days off. I'll have to catch up on sleep sometime...
  • Current Music
    Johann Sebastian Bach - Brandenburg Concerto No. 1 in F (I. Allegro)
twilight, Fairbanks to Phoenix, two worlds

Woohoo, car!

As of 9-something this morning, I'm officially insured to drive Sis's car! This means I can go shopping at insane hours, or when she's doing other things. This means we're no longer strictly tied to her schedule; on my days off, if I have need of the car, I can drop her off at and pick her up from work.

(Marx doesn't have his license, yet, else he'd be given priority.)
  • Current Mood
    happy happy
grammar bitch

Tactless Moments (unsent)

Dear Mama,

Sorry to hear that $FRIEND is making life so difficult for everyone around her. I'm even more sorry to hear that she's making $SEPARATED_HUSBAND_OF_FRIEND miserable. You don't have to like her if she's being a bitch, you know. There are limits, and I think she's passed them long ago. I thought she was a pain in the ass when we met her, I grudgingly started accepting her when $HUSBAND (who might as well be a family member) fell for her and married her, but my opinion really hasn't changed.

Love,
your clergy daughter who really ought not to be so snarky even when $FRIEND is being a bitch.