Not dead yet

Well, things are starting to look up. Hopefully I'll start posting again soon, either more upbeat or I'll close his blog and start a new one more focused on my interests.

Fingers crossed!

The Year of Suckage Continues

Well, I lost my job on Dec. 18 last year,  my mother died in March, I spent most of the ensuing year in taking care of my father (bedridden with Alzheimer's) with zero income, draining every last penny from every single bank account I control. My credit rating is on the floor to the point where the one credit card I took care of keeping up payments canceled my account for lack of payment to other companies (betcha didn't know that could happen!). My daughter got wounded in Iraq in early October and my youngest granddaughter just flunked third grade science.

To top it all off, my father passed away four hours ago and nobody can get hold of a doctor to certify his death, so now I have to go through the PRPD and ICF to go through this the hard way.

Puerto Rico Does it Better my ass...

Irene Sucks

So the hurricane's eye passed overhead. This week has been serious suckage.

The actual storm did not do much around my house except knock down some rotted branches from some trees and kill the power. No prob. then comes "the day after"; a day of maximum suckage with rain coming down by the barrelful.  No power, reddish-brown water from the fawcetts and some idiot from Guatemala saying that my Sears charge payment is late.

I KNOW IT'S FUCKING LATE, YOU IDIOT!  THERE IS A FUCKING HURRICANE HERE AND THE FUCKING BANK IS CLOSED! Sheesh.

So then I have to come in to the hospital for my chemo and they find by blood pressure "alarmingly high" and admit me in order to get my pressure under control. FOUR HOURS later I get home. Idiot housekeeper left the storm windows open, so now my balcony has my very own shallow reflecting pool.

This day just sucks.

Not letting this rot away

It's just plain weird that I've got enough time on my hands that I choose to finally give in and make a blog... just in time to find myself doing a ton of stuff that does not allow me to write it.

It's somebody's fault. Somebody in government. ;)

The blog title says it all

Yes, I finally gave in and got myself a blog. WHY THE HELL DID  DO THAT?

Good question.I found myself spending more and more time stuck in hospitals and other fairly unpleasant places without a net connection and too much imagination to contain. So I started writing; stuff with no place to publish. So now I can unload; both the stuff boring holes in my head and the stuff I'm too much of a lady to voice elsewhere. My blog, my voice. Done.

Maybe those who play or played games with me might get interested in somethings I have to say. Maybe not. But at least my thoughts won't stay stuck in my hard drive or go down with me to the grave.

Isn't that what blogging is all about?