In which I do it all over. Again.
When I was 18, some ignorant asshat gave me a credit card with a $500 credit limit. (Or maybe it was $250. I can’t remember anymore. It wasn’t very much, but it was more than I could pay off at the time.) Twelve years later, I paid upwards [...]
In which I’d forgotten I’m a second-class citizen.
Today I went to a local bank and tried to open a checking account. I was denied (thanks, TeleCheck) because the many bills from my marriage haven’t been paid and they’re all in my name. I never did deal with my financial issues… mainly because I haven’t had [...]
In which I ramble.
NLW, when she came to pick me up to go on our vacation, brought me a box of hair dye (I now have three boxes!) and a set of iPod headphones, so I now can hear both channels. Which is so awesome I can’t even deal.
My bro-there was going to send me [...]
Continue reading about Tomorrow is payday. Which means I have no money today.
In which my financial situation gives me The Dread whenever I think about it, which is not very often. Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt.
Last night, my roommates went to see Clapton in Moline, IL so I had the whole blessed house to myself for the evening. I sat in front of the computer [...]
Continue reading about Money. Underwear. Chocolate. Luncheon.
In which I get totally incensed about something for, like, ten minutes and then totally get over it.
Today I logged into the Drive web site to pay my auto insurance premium.
My ex and I are still on the same policy, and he’s always asking me about the account when he’s here dropping Truck off [...]
In which there’s some good news… for once.
We don’t have to move! AmmZon’s mother has offered to sell her the house, and at a remarkably reasonable price. AmmZon is considering it, and in the meanwhile: we’re not evicted! Yay! I can stay here until I get a job and an apartment!
My previous employer — the [...]
In which I present you with a list of my recent accomplishments! Yay!
1. I finished knitting the first gauntlet.
2. I applied for a job at Cambridge.
3. I wrote a letter to Brumbaugh & Quandahl, PC, LLO, Rat Bastards about the levy on my checking account, inviting them to either provide evidence that they [...]
In which I discuss the fascinating and perplexing details of poverty.
I had had a credit card through Capital One for many years. (Yes, yes, I know that’s a bad idea because their interest rates are astronomical, but whatever.) When my household’s income dropped drastically for over a year, I was forced to make executive decisions [...]
In which I couldn’t go anywhere even if I wanted to.
Freezing rain last night. It is, as they say, colder’n a witch’s tit outside. I can’t even open the jeep’s doors because they’re frozen shut.
I can’t finish the BME site until — gag! — I get a copy of MS FrontPage installed. Fucking ASP anyway.
Bread’s [...]
In which I didn’t go to jail.
I have made $0.07 from my Google AdSense ads so far. (That’s about $25 a year. Whee.) Go, me.
It’s getting c-c-cc-cold here. I am not diggin’ it. I much preferred yesterday’s chinook, in which I wore a long-sleeved cotton t-shirt and was comfortable, but right now there’s a winter [...]
In which what the flying fuck!??!?!
Bread dropped by today. We were served papers today; the sheriff was out at the farm this morning. Turns out the folks from whom we’re buying the farm property — on contract — are attempting to sue us for breach of contract, to the tune of about $40k.
My assumption is [...]
