There are days when I feel like I need to go into business for myself. What would I do? No idea. It’s tempting though. Then I go to look at things like a receipt printer or cash box and shake my head. The cost of basic supplies is ridiculous. It’s a wonder anyone can stay in business these days.
Ideally, I’d rent a store front and run a small thrift store. I also wouldn’t mind having a small convenience store. I just don’t have the resources to follow that dream and likely never will.
It’s funny, a lot of people rely on cell phones over a home phone these days. It makes me wonder how many people realize that there is such thing as a sim card spy that will allow anyone to recover deleted texts on a phone and likely more.
How many people actually take their sim cards out when they change phones? I know I don’t think about it. And there are other tools out there that do similar things, too. I’m sure there are. Phones can be spoofed. Is it reliable? Really?
I am currently disgruntled. Why? A month ago there was a house fire across the road. They lost everything. They’re trying to get back on their feet but it’s a long, hard road. I’m sad for their loss. I’m also disgusted. Someone went into the burnt out remains of the home and stole the Wii console. They left the cords, cables and all the wii accessories, but took the actual console.
I’m appalled, disgusted and completely fed up with the human race. I can’t get over it. I really just can’t.
I wrote an article earlier about the Facebook Debacle and commented about other sites selling information. Ironically, I made the comparison to the phone calls I get with all my info for cheap auto insurance and the likes.
After submitting the article, my phone rang. Another company trying to claim that I requested information from them. No. I didn’t. Go away now. I don’t know what they think they’re going to gain. I mean, honestly, why lie. Why not say – hey we got your info, are you interested?
ITT is another good one at it too. NO I AM NOT WANTING SCHOOL INFO! I have been accepted at a school already!
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I’m seriously not happy. I went to my bank website, logged in and saw that my savings was lower than expected. Insert “Wtf” Here. I look at the transactions and there’s a $20 charge. What? I call them. I went over some invisible limit that I didn’t realize I’d went over. I’d like to go down there and grab someone by one of their expensive, designer ties and wring their necks. Supposedly, they sent me notification about this limit. 2 months ago. Funny, I didn’t get that notice, especially since Mom was sick and I read EVERY piece of mail that came through the house.
I’m seriously unhappy. By them charging me, I went under the minimum balance, so I have to deposit money asap to get back over that. Tomorrow is payday, so it’s alright, but still. I can’t believe the notice never came. I’ve never had issues with my bank before. It’s making me question whether my mailbox was safe. I’m missing things from time to time and it’s pissing me off.
If I catch someone touching my mail, they’re dead.
I hate being me. I hate who I have become.
Most of the time, I’m fine, but then there are days…
It’s days like this, I want to go find something like quicktrim.
It’s kind of annoying. I have mood swings like major whoa.
Thankfully I can get through the swings without a problem.
I just need to breath in and out, take a moment to myself and just relax.
There used to be a different tone to the way I write. I used to write long posts, talking about my days, about my personal life. I used to write huge posts. Now, I’m lucky if they’re a a hundred words.
I don’t know why things changed. I know they changed when I went more public. I don’t mind it, really. I just wish I could go back to posting about things other than cellulite cures or something.
It sucks when you start to become apathetic to the world.
I keep telling Rob that I want a good, long vacation. Somewhere I don’t have to deal with drama or stupidity. I want to just be gone somewhere that no one knows me. Even though I’d love to do this, I know I can’t.
Ideally, I’d take a Royal Caribbean cruise. I’d go to Hawaii, that way I don’t have to leave the country. I’d love the time away.
I have so many responsibilities, so many ties, so much I should do. Hell, I’m supposed go dig through the vaults one day, but I don’t know when, since I’ve got a full schedule already. I’m going to need a vacation from my vacation!
Rob’s on vacation. I’ve got a fairly busy week planned. Sadly, it doesn’t involve me buying new office furniture. Maybe new bedroom furniture. Fingers crossed I can finally get a new mattress.
Doctors, music, car shows, blueberry picking are all on top, as is working one day to see what the Town Board needs me to do. Something about organizing newspapers that have been collected. I hope it’s not just that. I might lose my mind, if that’s the case. Oi.
I need to figure my shit out soon, was going to start something this summer, but I think I’ll wait and figure it out for next summer, let the dust settle and see if Bill decides to get over his fit.
