Oh world--you aren't gonna be easy. Part of the reason I live in Denver was to try and get to know my birth family a little more intimately because really--getting to know people who look like you and sometimes do act like you was a pretty interesting thing. I thought it would be great and we have stayed as a result of taking residence inside the hoarder house, cleaning what we could out and making what units we could make livable, livable.
My friends have lived upstairs--largely because this is a garbage building and my friends have been good to her and have paid rent on time etc. Admittedly there were times I was not able to pay full rent. As you might have noticed from my disclosure a few days ago--a LOT of money gets taken out to take care of basic benefits for me in Don, to the tune of being more than I take home in a week taken out monthly before I even have a chance to decide a dollar. That seemed okay and for a time Don did not work full time because his boss was not giving him the hours. He quit that job earlier ...
Hmmm is the answer to that question. One thing I am convinced of is I don't want to be in a country and around people who were keen to sell us off to the highest bidder. Us, I mean, the general us as Americans and yes, us, as sick people. Given the percent of the population that will have to contend with some serious medical issue in their lifetimes, well we just fucked ourselves literally letting these monsters pass this shit without a peep. I called. I call Corey Gardner all the time and nothing--nothing I have protested seems to have affected his vote, but I know I am one of maybe 30 people who ever called him, so he is doing just fine. Hell all of these guys know if they get voted out next time they have a nice insurance program on themselves in the forms of grotesque tax cuts. I read something this morning that said...never trust anyone over 40 with your future. And you know--there is something to be said for not entrusting your future to people who are more than half done with their lives. It makes no sense as the motivations and incentives are ...
Well here we are--freakin December and it's another year gone. Progress this year? Um, there was the court thing, um....yes, I got married, put him on insurance, signed up for a bunch of classes on getting myself organized, drop shipping, and copywriting. I avoided a scam with Michael Force--I have learned actually a hell of a lot this year about some things and I certainly hope to use my knowledge to really move forward next year after I get done with the damn art projects. Oh I know you were just itching to see. Let me just remind you all though at one point I was prolific and had skills--right now I do these once every year or two. The last thing I did was my sister's wedding invitation a few years ago--the one thing I could not afford to go to.
So--here is the puppy, Crash, in all his glory. I am not overly proud of this, as at one point I had developed a great drawing skill I am heavily out of practice with, as you can see. But, I can still draw better than a bunch of people, so therein lies my justification.
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Category: 2015 and beyond
