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normally, my LiveJournals have a unifying theme throughout an entry.
this one here is just made up of miscellaneous leftovers that need to be recorded but that i could not fit into other entries. enjoy!

#1)
for about three weeks back in April the 4chan was out of service, the victim of some kind of hacker attack.
there was talk that it might never come back up.
[i have been hanging on to this since April.]
this was upsetting for me, as 4chan is, like, sixty percent of how i spend my time on the internet.
followed by watching clips from old TV shows that i've already seen before on the YouTube, writing LiveJournals, and checking my bank balances.
so, for three weeks i didn't have anything to do on the internet and i felt like i didn't have any choice but to go to bed early and hang out with the PSE more.
the PSE liked that, and so did i, but then 4chan came back, and now i'm back to flipping through pornography and racist screeds as i write the day's LiveJournals, so all is right with the world.

#2)
a few weeks ago the PSE and Dax went to a Yard Sale.
when they came back, they found my Mother on the porch who got excited at their haul and wanted them to go back, with her.
so the PSE and Dax went to this Yard Sale a second time, with my Mother, and this time they came back with a large TV.
the Yard Sale people were just giving the TV away, and the PSE figued i would be upset at her if she turned down a free TV.
the TV is one of those Smart TVs, like we have in the living room, that comes pre-loaded with a bunch of free apps with free TV shows, and YouTube, too.
the remote control is more complicated to use then the TV in the living room,, and there is, like, a half-second drag on the controls, but, whatever, free TV!
good job, PSE!
we put the TV in our bedroom and now we are TV-in-the-bedroom people.
i don't know how i feel about that.
on one hand, i think a TV in the bedroom is the death of intimacy.
on the other hand, the PSE and i have been running on fumes in the intimacy department for years, and i don't know that a TV is going to make it much worse.

#3)
on the way in to Court a few weeks ago i found something in the vestibule of the Courthouse that turned out to be wireless I-Phone headphones.
I-Buds, or whatever the fuck.
i have been using headphones with wires that you get from the Five Below for the past few decades, but i figured it was only a matter of time before the God of Salvage would provide.
i took these I-Buds back to my house and i figured out how to get them to work with my phone.
it turned out that the things had a name - Tianna's FunkyPods - i did not expect that.
and when i saw that i started to feel a little bad for Tianna that she was missing her FunkyPods, but i don't know how to get them back to her, so i guess they're TITS' FunkyPods now.

#4)
several weeks ago i got an envelope in the mail with a $5 bill and an invitation from the United States Census to go take a survey online.
the survey was the National Survey of Children's Health, and rather then throwing it directly in the trash, i put it in my To Do pile, and then left it there for several weeks with other problems.
over the next few weeks i got, like, four follow-up letters until finally, last week, i finally got around to taking this fucking survey.
the National Survey of Children's Health asked me a series of questions on if i have a kid, and, if so, how's it doing?
i checked all the boxes that said that Dax was doing fine, though, i did not use her real name, because Dax doesn't need to be on the government's radar.
i referred to her as 'Hoot McGraw.'
i told the National Survey of Children's Health that Hoot McGraw was excelling in all parameters, physically, mentally and emotionally.
she was not blind, she was not deaf, she has no problems with her teeth.
she does not have no asthma, autoimmune diseases, palsy, diabetes, seizures, Tourettes, Asperger's, learning disabilities or mental retardation.
yay!
then the Survey asked if Hoot McGraw has a regular doctor and, if so, how are we satisfied with them.
i reported that we like Hoot's Pediatrician just fine.
they asked about our ability to access medical care and i indicated that we don't get to go to the doctor as much as we would perhaps prefer to because i have shit private insurance with deductibles and copays and it costs money to see the doctor, which is a human rights violation.
though, it was hard to convey all that through selecting different buttons.
they asked how i was doing and i reported that i was doing alright: physically fair, mentally good.
they asked if anybody else lives in the house and i indicated Hoot McGraw's mother.
they asked how she was doing and i put down physically good, mentally poor.
the PSE is always on the verge of driving Dax into the lake.
they asked if there was any violence in the home and i indicated that there was not, and they asked if there was any drug use in the home and i indicated that there was not, and they asked if everybody felt safe and i indicated that they did.
peppered throughout this lengthy survey were questions about if Hoot McGraw speaks English or Spanish, and if i speak English or Spanish, and was hoot a citizen and was i?
which makes me a little concerned that this isn't for the Department of Health at all but rather Immigration and Customs Enforcement.
i wouldn't put this kind of slippery, unethical shit past the Trump Administration.
a plan like that has Stephen Miller's grubby little finger prints all over it.
so, i guess what i'm trying to say is Watch Out!

#5)
a few weeks ago i got a notice in the mail from my Mortgage Company announcing that they would be raising my monthly payments.
the Principal and Interest are fixed for thirty years, or until my Mother dies and i can get it all paid off, but the escrow, which is the property tax and homeowner's insurance, can fluctuate from year to year.
and for as long as i've had a mortgage, i have never seen it fluctuate down.
this time, there was an escrow shortfall of $114.03, which meant that from month to month, my payment would be going up from $1,706.64 to $1,725.64
which isn't bad as mortgage hikes go. i can live with it.
i round up to $2,000 per month every month anyway just to try to get the principal paid down sooner.
but every little bit that doesn't go towards my principal just keeps me on the hook for that much longer.

#6)
i got an e-mail notification a few days ago that American Express Savings would be lowering the interest rate that they give me from 3.75% down to 3.50%.
down from an all-time high of around 4.25% that i was getting last year.
most of our Family's money is invested with a Financial Adviser, $$$ Get Dat Money $$$ Investments, and hopefully she will be able to do a lot better then fucking 3.5%, but still, i've got $60,000 in American Express and my Mother has $130,000, and Dax has $150,000, and the difference between collecting 3.75 and 3.50 in interest every month adds up.
fuck you, American Express Bank! what the fuck!?!

#7)
i got a bill in the mail several days ago from the Utility Company seeking payment for a month's worth of services for The Rental House.
The Rental House had been empty that entire month, but still, the Utility Company was demanding $198.
we had the automatic sprinkler set up to water the front lawn, so, sure, we'll pay something, but we didn't use any electricity or natural gas, and we didn't use the sewer.
so, i called up the Utility Company to ask them what the fuck, and the cunt on the other end said that they charge so much money per day just to be hooked up to services, whether you use them or not.
well, that doesn't seem fair, but when i tried to explain that to the Customer Service dipship, he just told me “fuck you! pay me!”
the Utility Company has a monopoly in town, and there isn't really fuck-all that i can do about it,so i paid the crooks, and now i am complaining in my journal.
i've got a Renter living in the house now, and he's set up utilities in his own name, so hopefully this won't be a problem going forward.
but still! the fucking nerve of the Utility cunts!

#8)
and speaking of nerve, my Mother got a letter in the mail the other day from the Jew Temple back in New Jersey.
inside was a bill for $523, for a year's worth of Membership Dues.
$175 of that $523 was a “safety and security fee” because certain kinds of American Jews have a bunker mentality, like they're living in the West Bank.
it's pathological.
my Parents were members of this Synagogue since i was a small child, paying membership dues every year.
say what you will about the Gentiles, but they don't charge you to talk with their god.
when i think about how much money these shysters have bilked from my Father i get upset.
and it doesn't help anything that the Temple knows that my Father has died, but the only thing we hear from them is a bill.
fortunately, my Mother has no need or interest to support the Temple like my Father used to, so i wrote on the bill “You People Have Had Enough!” and i sent it back to them.

//[get excited!]