Tues. March 17, 2021: Die For Your Employer Day 299/MA Vaccine Distribution Fail Day 49 — Stress

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Wednesday, March 17, 2021

Waxing Moon

Sunny and cold

St. Patrick’s Day

Today is St. Patrick’s Day. I grew to loathe it when I lived in New York City. It was an excuse for people to get blind drunk before 10 AM and harass others. I tried to take it off whenever possible, so I could stay inside; or, at the very least, have someone from the theatre walk me home after the show; otherwise, I’d usually get into at least half a dozen physical skirmishes, with drunk men grabbing me, pawing me, trying to force me into sex because I “must want it.”

In the years I commuted on the train, I was groped and harassed on the train, plus these drunks were vomiting all over it all the time. It was disgusting.

I do have to go out and about a bit today – onsite for a few hours with a client, then picking up my mom’s prescription at CVS. With restaurants open/serving liquor, even at limited capacities, there will be drunks out. Around here, it’s usually by noon.

Yesterday was stressful, on multiple levels. But I got some client work done, some LOIs out, caught up on personal correspondence, got some sorting and packing done (although not as much as I’d like). I hurt my back moving boxes.

Supposedly, MA received more doses of the vaccine than expected; hopefully more appointments will show up. If the eligible pool can get totally vaccinated in the next few weeks, then there’s more room for the next pool.

Finished the book for review, sent the review, got the next two books for review. Worked on contest entries.

Comcast was glitchy early in the morning, and I was also having computer update issues. Comcast was, for the first time in all the years I dealt with them, responsive and actually fixed the problem.

Got some interview requests out; one subject already got back to me, and was delighted to be included. I had to drop another potential interview subject, because of the lack of contact information on his site, his publicist’s site, and his agent’s site. After two hours’ worth of research, where all I had were names and web addresses that had no contact information on them, not even a form, I decided to move on to other interview subjects. I guess his position is that, if you don’t already have the relevant contact information, you’re not far enough up in the food chain for him to deal with. Okay, sweetie, then don’t complain you’re not getting enough inclusion (which he does).

Knowledge Unicorns was fun; everyone’s tired and ready for Easter break, although all any of them want to do is sleep. I can relate.

So the Sociopath gives an interview, and soon after, another right-wing nut job murders Asian women. Not a coincidence.

The Dems need to crush McConnell for his filibuster threats. He needs to be destroyed. Get rid of the filibuster and legislate. Do it WITHOUT republicans. I don’t want “bipartisanship” with terrorists, and that is what the Republican party is right now. White domestic terrorists. Besides, they don’t mean “bipartisanship” or “unity.” They mean capitulation. No. That’s not why we voted in Democrats.

Today will be another stressful day, but I will get through it. Somehow.

Peace, friends.

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Thurs. Feb. 14 , 2019: It’s the Work

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Thursday, February 14, 2019
Waxing Moon
Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day! Once I decided to celebrate the holiday in the way I want, rather than the way advertisers told me I should, I was much happier.

Yesterday’s Ink-Dipped Advice post hit a nerve for a lot of people. I’m glad it helped. If you haven’t yet read it, you can find it here.

I’m finally free of 1&1.com. I am so happy I wish I’d had the knowledge, the courage, and the determination to leave them years ago.

Client work was fine. Stopped at the grocery store, and some dumbass white dude thought it would be “funny” to scare me in the parking lot by grabbing me from behind. I used to live on the Deuce, 42nd Street, in NYC. You don’t grab me from behind and scare me. I react. He’s lucky he didn’t need stitches. It’s not funny to go up behind a woman you’ve never met (or even one you have) and grab her from behind. It is not “funny” to deliberately scare someone like that.

Since the 2016 election, this happens more and more and more. And I’m in this little town on Cape Cod. It shouldn’t be happening anywhere, but it definitely shouldn’t be happening here. And it’s always white guys. Of all ages.

Finished reading the book for review. I’m polishing the review and sending it off this morning.

Worked on contest entries.

Today, I have some LOIs to get out, and some article pitches to prepare. I need to finish the polish on the short comic ghost story radio play, work on the novels, work on the monologues.

So, for me, it’s back to the page.

 

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Saturday, August 21, 2010
Waxing Moon
Pluto Retrograde
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Sunny and pleasant

Well, yesterday was a DAY. It started out pleasantly enough. it looked like the “workmen” had finally moved past our windows, and they’d moved the renovation table saws, et al, from under the window. I thought perhaps some of all that filing I’ve done against them had an effect.

I wasn’t particularly productive — I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop — but I got through some other paperwork, finished off a few projects that needed attention, took care of the neighbor’s cat, etc.

Around noon, I went out to the grocery store to run a few errands and to the grocery store. My neighbor’s driving back from Texas — the least I can do is have a meal in the refrigerator for her to heat up when she gets back.

I come back, and the ropes are in front of my windows again. I start cooking, then go to turn on the fan — and find that my screen is completely open. Yup, those dicks opened my kitchen window screen, leaving everything exposed. The fan could have fallen out, the plants and dishes I keep on the sill could have fallen out, and the cats could have gotten out. And management admits they have no reason for access. What are they gong to do next? Take my computer? Pee in the teapot?

This is NOT acceptable, and I am filing — including a police report. I do not feel safe with them on the premises. They are either intentionally aggressive or incompetent, neither of which are acceptable. I do not feel safe staying in the apartment, but obviously I can’t leave, because every time I do, they’re destructive.

So I was furious all afternoon — and didn’t get anything done except work on paperwork. How the hell can I work on getting out of here if all my time is spent filing against these morons? But if it’s not documented and photographed, they’ll deny it.

I was cutting them the “they’re only guys doing a job” slack. No more. This is targeted aggression, and I will not tolerate it. I don’t roll over when someone attacks. Badger is one of my totems, and if you’ve ever seen a cornered badger, you know what that means. Panther is another totem, and panthers claws and teeth on par with badger.

So, needless to say, I didn’t go to my friend’s place. Since the workmen won’t be here today, I’ll go today instead.

Elsa didn’t eat much this morning — I think the stress is getting to her, too. Violet, the tiniest, was sitting on top of a chair growling at them yesterday. Iris, being a coward, just hid.

At least no one went through the open window.

Violet is very purry and cuddly this morning. She’s proud that she stood up for her home.

I am exhausted and upset. I need to focus on my work (got a new assignment from Confidential Job #1, which looks really cool), but it’s hard to focus on anything. I had trouble falling asleep — it’s almost as though I feel I should be working when they’re not around, because I can’t work when they are around, but I also can’t sleep when they’re here.

It’s disgusting that the agencies that are supposed to protect us from these scumbags and prevent this from happening just let it go.

I managed to get a single query out yesterday, that’s all. One can’t earn a living like that, and I need to earn a lot of money fast in order to pull off the move.

Devon

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