Ugh... you know what’s annoying. When your pandora is performing some kind of maintenance and it doesn’t work. Like, I dunno... I updated and prayed and shit still ain’t gotten better... I guess that’s why I’m more spiritual then religious cause I ain’t trying to put my faith in no man and/or no bitch that ain’t my own... of course this sparked my doing Apple Music for three months free but also adding my debit card to the situation (on the metro- I didn’t think about that until after the fact oh and one more reason for someone to think that I’m bs’ing when I say I’m broke. . . omg one thing I’ve learned... utilize that iCal and set a reminder. However... National Change Your Password Day is going to have to happen again this year because if one more thing gets deleted from my iCal making me miss an appointment and I’ll just have to deal with it right? Yep, it has my shit all messed up. Like- it’s exhausting. And also- some people don’t know that you can look on the apps and see which devices are attached or have accessed your account. But what, am I supposed to change that daily.
LGBTQ Center in Hollywood-
Me: ‘OMG...you’re gonna have to hurry- I’m making traffic worse on this street!’
Friend: ‘oh my God- this is why I never come get your ass!’
Me: ‘ok if security hassles me for sitting on the railing or if the guy that clearly followed me into the restroom and then proceeded to come back into the restroom to see what I was doing (brushing my teeth) shows back up I’ll be sure and use the ‘omg... I’ll be down in a moment I’m currently shooting an Ad for NASA’s satellite real time street view photography campaign...’
Friend: ‘that was so last year... omg, actually two years ago you belated bitch.’
Walking around West Hollywood has sure cut down on the amount of times I trip walking down the side walk- It has something to do with the other cameras that they can use to watch instead of their own. It’s something like that because yes I spend a lot of time in my room where I do keep the blinds closed/tilted and am not streaming tv or movies on my phone and yet somehow already I’ve used 192 gb’s of data so far... crazy right? I dunno but odds are someone noticed before I did however my effing flip flops are killing me like CB’s were in SATC when she had to walk ninety six blocks in NYC cause she left her taxi money in order to not embarrass herself and yeah, I err did the same thing only I’m in LA and yeah... I got my credit score in the mail from where I didn’t get approved for a credit card however my credit score is good right? I’m being vulnerable here... and so yes, my credit score is awful? So is this where I post my credit score of ... cause I’m gonna. The credit people are so happy that its been raised (odds are illicitly by them since I haven’t paid off a single thing however have routinely accessed my stuff which is soooo bad. It’s like they made it so it wouldn’t hurt your credit to check your credit just for me. Aw, thanks. Honestly. Cause they’re like I know you see this food bill from almost a decade ago you lazy American... did you know at one point I had the lowest credit score of any American in the country.. (not totally true- and it literally went from 818 to 3-something in a month) did you know that it’s possible for the low limit for a white American to be not the same as someone of the same demographics and geographic location but different race?! Yes.
I love how the definition of gentrification changes every time I look it up and also depending on what browser I use. And if something is fictitious it’s not that it’s fake- other then in someone’s head. (Oh please apply to that to me... cause bitch wait until I get a quote from my pediatrician from childhood... cause all this shit might be on paper documentation from way back 32 or less years ago... but... I hate to have to go there....)
I’m not creating a non-profit to make money- I’m going to eventually find an attorney to help me and then it’ll be all good. What sucks is that I may have to do this from another country? Cause I dunno. And listen- I’m doing my best- I mean Rihanna got her ass beat by not Chris brown but that damn exotic monkey or whatever he had/has/just got caught with and even they could find attorney to represent them... like, I mean damn. (On a separate note can you imagine sitting in DV classes thinking about the trauma of a legit like exotic animal whipping your ass instead of your bf and how annoying that would be... damn. That’s even annoying to try to put into words but hey, she must of not had his money...the monkey wants royalties for that song please...he be like bitch better have my banana!)
I have so much but it’s exhausting on my phone. And my phone battery life is only at 81% (not the amount charged) was which means it dies all the time! Like all the time. (Just like the fucking sentence at the beginning said ‘to do,’ I have so much to do but it’s exhausting on my phone- like I don’t know what to do. I hope that who or whom ever is editing... oh I mean sabotaging is... Nevermind.
It’s like my whole life- has been not only hacked but like anything I try to do is... for example. I’m on the commission on HIV for LA County. Like it’s absurd that I’m not getting email until after or on the date When I set up alerts on my ICal it gets deleted or whatever... it’s not that the emails don’t show up... it’s that they’ll show up on the day of the meeting or sometime after. It’s exhausting. And makes me seem a little crazy when I tell people about it- but thankfully it’s a little easier now. At least in LA there’s enough people to make it so that like all the people I encounter aren’t going to make me seem crazy- or add to or confirm the bullshit. (I retract that... depending on the time of day and area I’m in) This is such a set up- it’s so annoying. I do get sad al the time... when it’s a push pull of people v people and it’s one side living and scared of the other side being able to survive past making it to college... I just don’t get it. There is plenty of everything to go around, there has to be. If not then worry about that later... isn’t that what AI is for? It’s a real struggle that I have a billionaire trying to offer support and then another one... (yes, sometimes I think some people are actually just cgi animation created because that would be easier to control then say Jane Fonda and all her realness... and abc is owned by Disney... who does what? Animated movies? Ohhhh duh! Plus if some of them are this and are billionaires then our nation debt and my realness of a putting things together is sure adding up.) literally the other one is trying to keep me from posting that it’s the baby boomer generation that’s ruining America. That I think they are literally just the ones saying life isn’t fair... and are actually making it unfair. They are the first generation to have to live without the help- or grow up with out them... imagine that sibling rivalry... ‘oh I’m sorry, I don’t know how to sweep.’ Yes, there is an art of cleaning... Aw... didn’t think I was going to put that together? I mean it’s so annoying. The new new Jim Crow laws and the new new new ones that I guess are going on now make it so that our news is not heard even more- but if we’re having to figure out the sixth person scenario of camera’d scenarios being watched on other cameras by other people and AI then who’s at fault for my password getting stolen and how the eff do I figure that mess out when those same cameras like the ones on the sidewalk or traffic lights can detect gun shots with their sense of smell. So cool right?! - like the fact that they had a Tylenol crisis in one part of the country but then the crack/new Jim Crow laws happening in the same country but different time zone and like at the same time but no one knows makes it really annoying.
Cheers to the weekend. And for my addicts if you identify as such- it may be a disease of the soul- but not your own... however probably the ones who raised you or said this is for your own good or didn’t tell you the truth or the ones who initially said that you have a problem. ;)
I still have my little belly poochie thing- as stressed or as skinny as I get it’s still there.
At a certain point everyone needs to know that just because your parents or whomever don’t/didn’t want you to know something and that also you don’t know something about yourself or don’t want others to know... doesn’t mean that people don’t actually know and won’t or might hold that secret against you/me... like if that’s what it’s about... you wanting to fill a void that you saw in the world and actually went to the lengths to find the right person for the job or whatever... acting like all that didn’t happen may have led people to think there is acting or something going on. It’s very vague and confusing until...
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