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The more ''MAGA'' Fascist B.S. and sheer stupidity of the heavy-handed Reality Denying ''Conservative'' politics & laws I have to witness in this deranged ass-backwards clown-show State of Florida, the more constant are my thoughts & determination to escape this lunatic asylum... and the relatively mild Winters and/or lack of a ''State Income Tax'' is/are not enough to sway my opinion on the subject any longer!
However, the sad reality is that I'm not left with very many reasonable alternatives that I'd consider somewhat economically appealing. I'd considered ''Mountain (Eastern) Tennessee'' for a good click, because of their having eliminated their own State Income Tax, but I'd eventually learned that they still assess sales tax on groceries and have eschewed any increases of their ''Minimum Wage'' beyond the cheap-assed ''Federal'' guideline. Going back to the ''Roanoke Valley,'' a place I'm not really fond of apart from the Mountains, is always an ''open offer'' option, but it would mean living in my Mother's house with her again, at least for a time, because housing rents there have gotten just as ridiculous as many other more prestigious & popularly desirable areas. And just nix ''West Virginia'' again, because it is still, and insists on remaining, stuck in the Stone Age.
The fact that I'd fallen victim to this State's scam of waiting TWO WEEKS AFTER my Driver License expired before I'd received one of their ''Courtesy Reminders'' in the Mail certainly helped further & deepen my anti-Florida sentiments... especially since they've made it seemingly impossible to get through to them on their listed contact number to hopefully try to explain the situation in order to express a desire to have their ''Late Fee'' penalty waived (which they almost certainly wouldn't do anyway), thus essentially forcing you to ''pay in person'' at a Tax Collector's office in order to be subjected to an additional ''Walk-In'' fee on top of their long list of other ''Convenience'' Fees!!!
But what I've been finding far more concerning and worrying is the fact that this corrupt system and its corrupt players seem intensely determined to find every way possible to piss on the U.S. Constitution and throw Dictatorial Power to a raving narcissistic PROVEN criminal who had he been just your average ''Working Joe'' or ''Jane'' indicted on even a small FRACTION of what's he's been charged with would have already been sentenced to Prison without parole if not outright executed for Treason against the United States. I'm afraid that if (or at this point, seemingly heavily leaning toward ''WHEN'') these sycophantic ''MAGA'' zombies succeed in getting their manipulative Puppet Master reinstated in the Office of the Presidency, it'll not only be all over for American Democracy, but will also lead to irreversible chaos, inter-societal violence, and the establishment of a Christo-Fascist ''Police State.''
March 1 - 3, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
After a week of procrastinating & putting off leaving the apartment (largely due to being stuck in a wave of depression) to go get my Driver License reinstated, after accepting that there's likely no possible way I could ever get through to the number listed on their renewal application, I still made the decision to go into work Saturday (Mar. 2) despite my License being expired.
I'd had every intention on doing the same again Sunday (Mar. 3), dressing for the rain, despite very little indication of any storm activity past or pending, as well as having been presented with ambiguous & conflicting information from the three different weather apps I've installed on my phone. I'd had a major change of heart by the time I'd nearly reached ''Florida Highway 54,'' when I'd encountered a sudden and entirely unexpected squall, which caused me to double-back and return to the apartment... not so much for my being inconvenienced, mind you, but in all truthfulness out of primary concern for the safety & protection of my Helmet Camera.
I sent a text and placed a called to inform our Supervisor and select co-workers that I'd be running very late due to the weather immediately after returning inside -- but for all that I'd been dealing with in recent Daily Life, particularly from these tax hassles, and because of what I've been made to deal with from the uncaring and disinterested operations personnel of this Company who have been jerking my chain, disregarding me and/or surreptitiously hindering me and filling me with a bunch of false hopes, I'd made the not-quite spontaneous decision to drop the idea of going back out there entirely and kept the remainder of the day for myself, risking possible reprimand if not termination... not that I'd cared a whole bunch about any potential repercussions, considering that my major expenses are mostly paid-up enough to ride this whole thing out until the end of my lease.
During this time I'd received a text from ''Mimi,'' expressing an interest in wanting to have a get-together: because of the horrific state of my apartment, I'd decided to hold off on responding for a while until things can be made a bit more structured.
[Latest Journal Entry]: April 25, 2024
Unmentioned Highlights from Previous Quarter...
''Weekend in Review''
February 9 - 11, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
After another week of putting it off, I finally decided at practically the last minute to go the the ''Tax Collector's'' facility to submit my ''extortion'' payments to the State of Insani... I mean, ''Florida,'' Friday Afternoon (May 8) in order to get my Driver License renewed, which all ended-up costing me almost $70 (with all of the penalties and bogus ''convenience fees'') only for me to get just barely 3/4 of a year's worth of value out of it before I ultimately bag it all up at the end of November and escape this fried-brain madhouse.
Throughout the entire time of my procrastinating over the issue, I'd had every intention of walking to the destination, just to avoid having to ride out there without a valid license; but because of how late I was already pushing my departure time, I'd decided to chance it. After receiving my updated license (and not thoroughly aghast at how my mugshot turned out) ventured on to ''Sam's Club'' for a few grocery items.
Upon being confronted with the new time-stamping procedure after arriving to work Saturday Afternoon (May 9), using their intrusive ''Private Information'' mining method that I've always tried to avoid or circumvent, I'd determined right then and there that this was going to be the final kick in the teeth to alert me to the awareness that it is definitely now time to cash in my chips with this Company... but the subsequent debate centered around whether or not to try to pad out my remaining time with a different operation or to simply ride out the wave to its point break. Amid all of the different speculative scenarios I played out in my head, I was trying to decide how much consideration to give to the idea of arranging time to make ''pre-establishment'' preparations for the local work area, and how the timing of doing so might impact whatever decision I'd decided to make going forward.
While at the jobsite, with the constant windy conditions, I observed evidence that the motorcycle cover removal I'd suspected involved foul play two months ago (Jan. 8) may actually have been a result of the buffeting wind after all.
And as far as things relating to the motorcycle, this Weekend saw the return of the ''FI'' engine light & associated timing issues again -- and while none too surprised by its return to form, my amazement came in that they had managed to hold themselves in check for as long and as consistently as they had.
I composed the letter to our site supervisor announcing my decision to resign from the Company while at the jobsite Sunday (May 10), making my ''official'' declaration that I'd no longer be making myself available to work for them in any foreseeable future... at least not ''locally''; I then proceeded to take a snapshot of the letter in question and forward it as an email attachment to our Operations Manager, who was my biggest backstabber in the first place, and made sure to drop-off the original hard copy to our immediate supervisor's personal desk on my way off property at pau hana time.
''Weekend In Review''
March 18 - 24, 2024 (Monday - Sunday)
Sunday (Mar. 24) marks my First Full Week of my having officially disassociated myself with my now former employer! Although I've still been dealing with being in the doldrums and lacking certain motivation, one change that has occurred is that my ''Night Owl'' routine has largely been restored to its ''normal'' pattern, for the most part. Otherwise, I've been considerably less stressed. And of course, I'd informed those within my familial circle about the official change.
Most of my activities were still mostly relegated to working inside and around the apartment, doing spot-cleaning here and there sporadically, but mostly applying my attentions to trying to update & restructure my computer files.
My standout event date was Friday (Mar. 22), when I went to retrieve my latest ''Amazon Vine'' packages from the Post Office (whereby I was greeted to the fact that the locker within which one of the two packages had been put in had been ajar/unsecure since whenever the box was placed inside, which I had no specific idea as to when that had been done, but surprisingly the package had remained undisturbed), a short time after which I rode out to ''Sam's Club'' for some stock-up items; I'd also pruned my broccoli plants to gather some fresh leaves for the bean/rice/pasta soup I'd be making later that night.
My maintaining my ''Nihongo'' & ''Espaņol'' phone app lessons also managed to fall by the wayside throughout the week, only managing to get back into them somewhat during the Weekend Days.
Vikki sent me a ''Who?Tube'' link Sunday Evening, featuring a commercial she had done locally for her place of employment, wherein she'd featured a picture and story of her older sister who had died, which she'd mentioned the last time I'd visited but never went into any detail about, so I used this as the opportunity to get the inside scoop, wherein she'd revealed that her sister had undergone surgery for stomach cancer but had wound up losing her life due to a medical error post-treatment.
''Full Week in Review''
April 12 - 15, 2024 (Friday - Monday)
Checked my texts Friday (Apr. 12) and saw one from Mi Madre from the previous day where she'd mentioned that she was wanting to place my Sister's and my names on her Deed and requested my input on how to go about doing that: I chose to wait until the next day (Sat., Apr. 13) before responding, having wanted to dig a tad bit deeper into the concept of ''Living Trusts'' and how those things tied together, explaining to her that thoughts about establishing some sort of guardianship over the Estate has been assaulting my brain literally multiple times a day over the past month or so, and that I'd hoped that all of this surface tension wasn't some sort of Harbinger of things lying in wait.
Working on my Tax Returns kept getting pushed back since Saturday, first thanks to a persistent migraine, and through the entire weekend because of all of the infuriating formatting corrections I had to keep making in these Word Processing programs (ALL of them!) as I was continuing to restructure/reformat the ''HTML'' tagged hard disk copies of my online journal to transform form them into just regular text document records, but they kept me in a continual state of active conflict with them as I had to keep trying all varieties of tweaks and hopeful workarounds to prevent the documents from disrupting and destroying my formatting choices (switching/resizing fonts, changing spacing, inserting unwanted borders/boxes, ignoring & resetting template preferences, etc.) -- despite the fact that for all of the madness (which was still never fully resolved, and seems so incapable of being), it did have the ONE positive benefit of helping me discover numerous errors (mostly in spelling) that had slipped by originally, which I was able to ''Fix In Post,'' as it were, and I must admit that it is uncertain as to if I'd have ever been alerted to any of them otherwise: my major post-concern of course now being just how much of a portion of my Journal Records ended-up being LOST or inadvertently ALTERED as a result of all of the Trials-&-Errors of fighting against these overly complicated programs in trying to set everything established and stable.
I finally managed to finish my Taxes late night Sunday (Apr. 14), opting not to file through the mail this time, as this time I'd received a ''refund.'' My next step was to clear my Credit Card balances before the Midnight Hour (something I kept trying to tell myself to do earlier in the month), but two of the providers' websites kept locking-up on me, either not linking me to the payment/activity pages (Chase) or not allowing me to access the account at all (CapitalOne), so I wasn't able to get around to paying those two off until the following day (Mon., Apr. 15), which was my payment ''deadline'' date.
In taking the trash out Monday afternoon brought me face to face with the reality that all of that stitching repair work I'd done to try to preserve my motorcycle cover was essentially pointless, as it continues to deteriorate and do so in spades.
''Extended 'Tax Return' Weekend in Review''
April 17, 2024 (Wednesday)
I'd been getting [re-]accustomed to working within ''Kingsoft WPS Office'' since downloading & installing it in the Pre-Dawn hours Yesterday Morning, in hopes that through this one's Word Processing program I might finally be able to format my Journal HD copy transfers to where everything will hold together exactly the way I've been trying to establish them... and at least thus far it is appearing to be a [mostly] effective workaround solution. This would be my third time trying 'Kingsoft Writer' (a scan of my earlier Journal records indicating that I'd had it installed on my System as late as 2015 -- which also indicated that I've been in this penis-shaped Insane Asylum for almost a full Decade!), but no indication(s) relating to why I'd uninstalled it the previous time(s), but I could probably speculate a few guesses, based on what I think I might remember, especially given some of the issues I've been finding myself experiencing with this latest installation.
I suddenly (and finally) got the urge to venture out of the apartment and make a shopping trip to ''Sam's Club'' this Afternoon: While at the register the Checkout Girl went into the standard ''upsell'' pitch to try to get me to ''upgrade'' my Membership to the ''Gold'' tier, but this time there was an extraordinary incentive attached with it, in that this ''upgrade'' (which would last until the current Membership's expiration date in about four months) would only cost me the Super-Low Low Price of... ''seventy-one cents!'' ($0.71) I agreed to rank it up after I'd been ensured that the upgraded status would likewise carry-over to my Mother's card as well, despite the fact that mine is the ''Guest Account.''
After returning to the apartment, I attempted a temporary patch-up fix on the motorcycle cover by stapling the ripped portions together, as I did not wish to go through another long & tedious (and probably even more subpar) ''stitching'' process -- especially given how long the motorcycle would be left sitting out completely exposed in the high direct sunlight.
22:45, Eastern Daylight Time
April 23, 2024 (Tuesday)
Double Dose of infuryism today, as I spent LITERALLY almost the entirety of the daylight hours trying to format a ''SINGLE'' word processing document, mainly attempting to rid the entirety of the text body of squiggly red underlines which mostly, but not exclusively kept showing up in the ''.rtf'' format, almost exclusively in the in the Apache ''OpenOffice'' suite ... and even when it would seem that I'd finally somehow managed to eliminate the seemingly endless assault after going through MULTIPLE STEPS & utilizing ALL FOUR of my text editing programs, trying to figure out an effective sequence, the problem would either ''re-appear'' as though nothing at all had been done, after having been left alone for a certain period of time, or the program(s) would resort to hijacking & altering my texting/spacing formatting, mainly within all or certain select ''paragraph breaks.'' By the time it had started to approach dusk, I decided to ''remedy'' the problem by thoroughly shit-canning ''OpenOffice''... which I really did not wish to do, as that was forever my ''go-to'' program for cross-platform word processing. Because of the all of the frustration with my preferred ''open source'' document saving format, I'm now determined to transmorph all of my ''Journal'' documents into ''.doc'' formats.
Also later in the early evening, I'd decided I'd about had enough with the next door neighbor's whimpering & howling dog, which they'd acquired only a couple of days or so ago -- and because of this, I sent off a text to the ''Prop-Man'' office to ''inquire'' as to whether the animal had been reported and ''officially'' included on their lease. I can barely tolerate their frequently arguing & hollering at each other at whatever odd hours; I shouldn't be expected to have to deal with a whining & yapping puppy whenever they leave the apartment for any amount of time on top of it all!
22:15, Eastern Daylight Time
April 25, 2024 (Thursday)
Accessing several of units of my DVD collection in order to re-record some specific movie soundtrack themes that I could not locate on & download from any online sources, I discovered that the ink medium my Tim Burton '' Planet of the Apes'' had severely degraded & broken down, which would require me to purchase a replacement.
Finally encountered the newest ant invasion, which I was surprised had not already manifested itself weeks ago, where I'd expected them to start making their presence known inside my bedroom -- instead, this latest infiltration revealed its source as possibly emanating from the water heater closet in the kitchen.
23:45, Eastern Daylight Time
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