Harrumph.
You ever have one of those days where you're bound and determined to be blah?
I'm having such a day.
While I think of it. celticslave really needs to let me know what email address I send the 3Ns (1 Niece + 2 Nephew = 3Ns) gift cards to. See, this is really cheesy, even for me, I mean *REALLY* cheesy, but the payday that doesn't have the chunk for rent is on the 21st, which is a Friday and then there's only Saturday&possibly Monday to have stuff delivered and only if I can magically purchase it and wrap it and get it boxed and to FedEx before 11 am Friday so it makes it to Abq on Xmas Eve.
Call it lazy if you will, but I am not going to be doing that.
Instead, the kids get ecards with emoney. Nowhere along any of this transaction will actual cash change hands.
I love electronic deposit.
But it still disturbs me. And that leads me to the next thing. Am I the only person on the face of the planet who finds this whole Visa marketing nightmare disturbing?
They're saying increase your debt... Right after they finished whining about how they aren't getting paid and they're not making money because so many people are declaring bancruptcy because their credit card debt is drowning them. So laws were changed. So they want you to buy more things on credit cards.
I'm waiting for the return of debtor's prisons... How about you?
It doesn't feel like winter. The cold and snow and ice everyone else is dealing with?? Don't have it. Really. I do have squirrels around though. Someone on one of the streets near here bumped a squirrel with his car. I avoided it (it was still alive and moving, but you could tell it was hurt bad) because I don't hit critters with my car. I don't. It's a mess and it makes me feel bad (even when they do the suicide-jump-can't-ever-avoid-it thing), so I don't hit critters. Not so Mr. I Have Compensation Issues. Meaning, of course, the asshole in the truck a few lengths behind me gunned it and aimed. I didn't watch. There are some times when living in the street set-up I do is a GOOD thing.
I'm getting hungry. Although it is 1:27 PM, I'm in my bathrobe. I don't work today, obviously, and Richard called his back in. He's been asleep until about now. He's hungry too. Toast with jam is what I'm thinking. Butter and jam. Mmmmm... And hot chocolate. But only because it's so grey outside. But still.
Blah.
I'm having such a day.
While I think of it. celticslave really needs to let me know what email address I send the 3Ns (1 Niece + 2 Nephew = 3Ns) gift cards to. See, this is really cheesy, even for me, I mean *REALLY* cheesy, but the payday that doesn't have the chunk for rent is on the 21st, which is a Friday and then there's only Saturday&possibly Monday to have stuff delivered and only if I can magically purchase it and wrap it and get it boxed and to FedEx before 11 am Friday so it makes it to Abq on Xmas Eve.
Call it lazy if you will, but I am not going to be doing that.
Instead, the kids get ecards with emoney. Nowhere along any of this transaction will actual cash change hands.
I love electronic deposit.
But it still disturbs me. And that leads me to the next thing. Am I the only person on the face of the planet who finds this whole Visa marketing nightmare disturbing?
Click to viewThey're saying increase your debt... Right after they finished whining about how they aren't getting paid and they're not making money because so many people are declaring bancruptcy because their credit card debt is drowning them. So laws were changed. So they want you to buy more things on credit cards.
I'm waiting for the return of debtor's prisons... How about you?
It doesn't feel like winter. The cold and snow and ice everyone else is dealing with?? Don't have it. Really. I do have squirrels around though. Someone on one of the streets near here bumped a squirrel with his car. I avoided it (it was still alive and moving, but you could tell it was hurt bad) because I don't hit critters with my car. I don't. It's a mess and it makes me feel bad (even when they do the suicide-jump-can't-ever-avoid-it thing), so I don't hit critters. Not so Mr. I Have Compensation Issues. Meaning, of course, the asshole in the truck a few lengths behind me gunned it and aimed. I didn't watch. There are some times when living in the street set-up I do is a GOOD thing.
I'm getting hungry. Although it is 1:27 PM, I'm in my bathrobe. I don't work today, obviously, and Richard called his back in. He's been asleep until about now. He's hungry too. Toast with jam is what I'm thinking. Butter and jam. Mmmmm... And hot chocolate. But only because it's so grey outside. But still.
Blah.