Last night, my roommate offered to pound on my door to try and wake me up today. I became extremely anxious just thinking about that. No. Do not frighten a person with PTSD awake. OMG! So, he opted for irritating me with multiple texts instead. I think it helped. Ironically, when I did wake, a few minutes after his final text, I was dreaming about going to bed and TRYING to go to sleep, but not being able to because I kept remembering that I had to get up soon anyway.
Oh, and just now, when I needed to transfer some money, PayPal has frozen my account saying I need to prove my identity. I've sent them everything they asked for but they are taking their sweet time. This is the second time they have done this. Facebook still has me frozen on their payment app. How the heck do I prove I'm me?
The world is still a fecked up place. Another white shooter taken into custody ALIVE but if you're not white, sit in a parking lot black or hop a few fences and be in your backyard amd you are dead. Kill people and you are white, you get arrested. Be black and suspected of just trying to break into a car, you die.
And everyone fawning over George and Barbara Bush, conveniently forgetting all the gross stuff they said and did. These are rich, clueless, casually racist people who raised some horrible children. They lived extremely long lives full of privilege. Long lives that you and I don't have the same chance at because we don't have their fabulous health care. And they didn't approve of us having access to the same health care either.
No, I don't hate them but I'm not going to remember them fondly, see their very traditional relationship (which Babs used to shame feminists) as romantic or feel bad if George follows right after. (That's fairly normal btw) Unless health care changes in this country or I get very lucky, with my current health care, I'll be surprised if I live to be 60. So pardon my lack of sympathy. The Bush family doesn't need it.
#stateofthemermaid #theworldneedsfixin #justkeepswimming #atleastimawakeforthecomingapocolypse
How in the heck do people do these top 10 movies and album lists on social media all the time? How in the heck does one narrow down lists of things they love into such tidy piles? Mine change constantly and I forget things as soon as I try to think of them.
In a similar vein, a friend recently asked people what their Meyers Briggs and Enneagram results were. I always get different answers or sometimes, I get results that don't match my personality AT ALL when I take them. (I am like 2% a Campaigner WTF?)
I think part of this is that with few exceptions I fall close to the neutral line. On many of those questions that give you two options, expecting you to instinctively gravitate to one or the other at least a little, I am just at NOPE; unacceptable! Lots of the answers I find equally valid or equally invalid, or I need an, "it depends" qualifier.
One of my least favorite questions asks, "would you rather have a child that was kind or smart?" One might think I'd say, kind. Well, first, I'd rather not have a child, thanks. Secondly, intelligence without kindness is a terrible thing, and kindness does you little good if you aren't intelligent. Everyone will just take advantage of you. I neither want a psychopath or a doormat. Therefore, I reject your question Meyers Briggs. Feck your box!
As you can surmise, I also have trouble with multiple choice quizzes that are preference based, like most Facebook quizzes. Often absolutely none of the choices appeal to me.
DAMN CAR WOES!
Ack! Suddenly, I find myself desperately bat signaling at nearly midnight, for anyone with jumper cables who might still be out and about, tonight or that will be early in the morning! I guess my car battery never got fully charged. It was a little sluggish starting yesterday.
Eerie thing, Past Lorelei, you're in a similar situation now!
I needed to move it for street sweeping and it's dead. With the sleep issues I'm having, if I want to get a jump in the morning I'll need to stay up all night. I can't afford a ticket. Once jumped, if tonight, I figure, I can drive on freeway to charge it or in the morning, I can run to a mechanic for a full charge and a check up. Hoping I don't need a new battery. Definitely can't afford that.
Oh, Past Lorelei, yes, you will need a new battery.
Clearly I need to buy jumper cables next time I get paid.
Update: My insurance is sending a tow truck and my roomie is holding the Gladys spot. Hoping the late night jump doesn't go above what my insurance covers. Looks like I had better find a way to pay for AAA again. Hopefully, I can charge it enough tonight to start it tomorrow. Might need help with a jump in the am or early afternoon though. Worst case scenario, I borrow money and Lyft to my doctor.
Oh, past Lorelei, that experience was a total disaster; the guy insurance sent was a joke, but you avoided a ticket and you got a battery. Go you!