December 14 - 17, 2015 (Monday-Thursday)
''Week in Review'' ~ (posted: December 24, 2015)

Woke up around 08:00 Monday morning (Dec. 14), added the final touches to my video/photo documentation of the condition of the apartment, then rode out to the property management office with these records on thumb-drive and with their own paper form checklist which I filled out on site at the office, re-emphasizing my concerns primarily about the toilet, the damaged bedroom window screen, and the defective ceiling fan closest to the main entry. Immediately afterward, I went about transferring the electricity charges in my name, only to wait around for nearly a half-hour for a ''call-back'' from the representative who took my information who then wanted me to wait on-hold for ''three minutes'' before (s)he (I honestly could not distinguish) could supply me with an account number -- had I not insisted that (s)he call me back instead-- to save my ''minutes,'' and which (s)he inevitably never did anyway), there's no telling how many minutes I would've had eating away just being stuck on hold with this person.

Instead of returning straight back to the apartment, I took that time to go exploring and learning my way around some of the main thoroughfares.

On Tuesday (Dec. 15) I walked to the local library with my post office receipts in hopes of being able to use one of their computer stations to check on the status of the packages I'd mailed off to myself, then upon confirming that all of the packages had been confirmed as having arrived, I rode out to the post office to inquire about how & when I could retrieve said packages: I'd first attempted to access the ''regular'' mail in my P.O. Box, only to find out that they'd resorted to locking it due to the amount of packages I'd accumulated.

After checking with the (''postmaster''?) and being informed that I could drive up to the docks in the back of the building around 13:00 the next day as the best time to claim my packages, I rode out to the ''U-Haul'' rental place on ''US Highway 19'' and discussed trying to rent a cargo van for the package pick-up date: I was informed that likely no van units would be available until close to the end of the month at the closest location, but another center further north near Ridge Road had them in stock, but I'd wanted to keep things as ''close to home'' as possible (for the sake of keeping the ''per mileage'' charge down), so I'd opted instead to reserve the 10-foot ''box'' truck for the task. From there, I rode out to the ''Pizza Hut'' on ''State 54'' to use a coupon I'd forgotten to bring with me from Virginia during my stay in Tarpon Springs.

Later that evening, feeling bored, empty and lonely, I'd decided to take a night stroll up & down the Downtown strip, then headed back inside as it was beginning to rain somewhat.

Returned to the U-Haul rental place the next day (Wed., Dec. 16) just a tiny bit past Noon, which was the time for which I had made the arrangements to acquire the moving truck, still dreading having to use such a large & cumbersome vehicle (still having not become comfortable with or confident in my driving skills regarding anything with more than three wheels, and growing increasingly less so as the vehicles in question expand to gradually larger, longer, bulkier, etc. proportions). Rather than cheaping-out and playing it risky (even though it would cost me pretty and cut deeper into the cash reserves I'd been trying to keep under some control), I decided to go ahead and pony-up the extra $14 for their ''insurance'' before taking the truck. The ride had me especially on-edge due to the fact that the ''rolling cubes'' moving trucks lack any side or rear windows, forcing the driver to rely solely on the side-view mirrors to gauge any rear area activity or obstacles, plus the driving/riding position was straight upright and stiff.

As I was loading all of the boxes that were awaiting me at the post office-- both those I'd shipped off to myself and others which had arrived as part of online shopping orders --it soon became apparent that I in all honesty would not have been able to load everything I was responsible for retrieving in one neat & single trip. And of course, a considerable number of the boxes had either been badly damaged or showed signs of being dropped hard, which again was (at least this time) less the fault of the postal employees and their typical rough handling anyway than it was that garbage  ''Gorilla Tape''  product which made all the boxes like handling a dog-dambed  hagfish.

Most thankfully, I'd managed to handle the vehicle and the task of porting all of my items into the apartment without any difficulties, incidents, or complications. The entire round-trip itself took all of five miles (half of what I'd initially allotted for) -- even so, their supposed  ''$19.95 per day'' (fine print: ''plus milage'')  ''in-town'' moves they have blazoned on the sides of their 10' trucks and cargo vans, at the end of it all, after barely only two hour in my possession, the use of the vehicle managed to set me back over $40! -- (of course, the tougher nail to bite out of all of that was the $14 ''insurance'' option I'd hesitantly chosen not to forego, which of course in retrospect...)

After returning the moving truck, I rode back out to the property management company with my ''addendum'' list of a few oversights and some newly discovered damages/concerns about the apartment I'd wanted to get them updated on, which included adding to the ''written form'' a couple of items that I'd either forgotten to add the list the first time which the earlier video and/or photographs still managed to pick-up and a few things I'd missed until later but which I was sure still managed to find their way into to video document. I'd also tried to pass on to them the ''updated'' images I'd loaded to my thumb drive, but they were claiming that (unlike the last time) they did not have the ability to connect it to any of their machines because they did not have any open ports available, and to make one would disrupt their system. In any event, they did jot down the additional items I'd raised concerns about, and showed the photographic records from my cellphone, and I was given a date close to the end of the month for somebody to come to the apartment and address some of the problems & concerns.

Back at the apartment I unpacked some of the boxes (mainly those related to my ''kitchen'' items), then took a look through some of the ''Welcome to Your New Home'' post-moving coupons that the U.S. Postal Service sends out to everyone who puts in a ''change of address'' request with them. The first one I took interest in was Kohl's, because theirs was offering a  25%  discount on purchases, but with a slew of ''stipulations'' which made it all seem fruitless from ''Jump Street.'' Once at Kohl's, and looking around at how outrageously expensive things were at their (supposedly) ''regular'' prices (they may as well call themselves ''Neiman-Marcus''), plus noting how it seemed like absolutely everything was ''on sale'' (at prices which were still just ridiculous), which presented one of the many ''stipulations'' Kohl's had put forth to prevent the discount coupon from being used anyway, I ha'alele my arse out of there and proceeded to ''Big Lots!'' which offered a  20%  store purchase coupon -- but the closest location the GPS (which I'd decided to use for these particular trips, since I felt I needed the added help to find specific business establishments) could pull up for me was in Tarpon Springs, wherein I'd decided to purchase a coffee maker (definitely not needed, except for the fact that I still had nothing with which to brew tea), a shower curtain (technically, a ''liner'') along with a cheap pack of rings and a replacement shower rod (also not ''needed,'' but I definitely wanted something to replace that rusted-out ugly disaster that came with the apartment), and a cheapie pair of DVD movies  ''The Grudge''  and its sequel -- the ''Sam Raimi'' remakes of Shimizu Takashi's  ''JUON''  series, which I ultimately justified after much hesitation (since I really did not like the Sam Raimi versions all that much) by the fact that they completed my collection with Shimizu-san's involvement with the ''JUON'' concept/project, but I was initially enticed by the  50% and 70% off  sales tag prices, although I'd allowed myself to leave with both at the 1/2 price rate without trying to make an issue out of it, partially because I was already using the 20% off coupon anyway, and partially because even at the half-off price the one that should've received the 70% discount still came to only $1.50, the same I'd received on the 50% disc.

The most difficult purchase of the night was the clothes iron, but only because I'd be finding myself stressing about when, where and how I'd be able to acquire an ironing board. I'd also picked up a pair of cleaning gloves, a couple of cans of air freshening sprays, and a few more bottles of soda from the ''Dollar Tree'' located in the same shopping center prior to my ''Big Lots'' visit.

Back at the apartment I decided to call my mother, rather than type out a lengthy text message, and stayed on the phone with her for about an hour, giving her a little bit of a status report on the place, my adjustment, etc., I then commenced to starting some serious cleaning of the apartment: it had always been my original intention to begin my cleaning crusade with the ''bedroom'' floor, so I could transfer all of the boxes into that room, work on the main room, then start the detailed ''setting-up'' process... but I was just so aghast at the nasty state of the kitchen sink that I had to have spent very close to hour just scrubbing down the whole kitchen counter & stove top areas alone, before proceeding to the bathtub and wash basin for their own intensified scrub-down (deliberately putting off doing anything at all with the toilet until someone has had a chance to come in to inspect it and made whatever corrective adjustments necessary to put things back into reasonable working order). As it would turn out, many of the kitchen & bath fixtures I'd considered replacing with similar items of my own due to their nasty & disgusting state were spared such extreme reaction simply because all that was truly required of most of these items was a good & intense ''scrubbing'' -- but it was evident that whomever ''prepared'' this (these?) apartments for new occupation never even  tried  to clean the(se) apartment(s)!

Also began experiencing sharp jabbing pains in and around my hips & lower back, upper thighs, kneecaps and shoulders which stayed with me well into Thursday (Dec. 17), partially due to my having been sleeping uncomfortably on this [literally] rock-hard floor for the past week, but I also wondered how much of it might have been a result or added complication from lugging all of those heavy boxes I mostly had to manage alone.

Remained in the apartment the entirety of Thursday, excepting the three brief periods of me carrying broken down boxes and packaging padding to the trash dumpster, as I finally devoted some time to scrubbing the bedroom and bathroom floors, unboxing a few items afterwards (mostly clothes and the remaining kitchen items), and setting up my floor mattress (which was both larger and sturdier than I'd honestly been expecting) and my shelving units (uncertain if I'd ordered only the three that were in my current possession or if I'd actually ordered four units and missing one). The remaining unemptied boxes I'd either transported to the bedroom, one of the associated closets, or left in the main room and shifted out of the way so that I could focus attention on sweeping & preparing that floor for its eventual scrubbing session.

December 18 - 20, 2015 (Friday-Sunday)
''Weekend in Review'' ~ (posted: December 24, 2015)

Remained housebound again on Friday (Dec. 18), due to migraine issues. When I was beginning to feel somewhat better, I began clearing away the floor in the main room by emptying the contents of my DVD boxes, and discovered that in the one box which had been re-sealed (either because of handling damage or ''Media Mail'' inspection, which could not be determined with any certainty, although it was more likely the former) my  ''Total Recall''  ''Special Edition'' tin containing the disc was missing from among the rearranged items.

Woke up Saturday morning (Dec. 19) to a still-cold room (as I'd had to resort to keeping all windows shut the previous night due to the dip in temperature), and stepped out of the apartment just a little after 11:00 into an equally cold environment, despite the bright sunshine. I walked up to the post office, anticipating that the clerk stations would be open, likely until Noon, despite it being on a Saturday, figuring that if not part of their regular operating hours it would still likely be open to accommodate the ''holiday'' rush. After checking my P.O. Box, I went into the clerk station to inquire about how or if it might be possible to track down my removed or lost item, as well as to retrieve the final box of my shelving units, which the man who had brought all of my stuff out to the docks for me when I'd rented the U-Haul said had arrived on site just 10 minutes after I'd driven away. The woman to whom I'd explained my concerns regarding my missing DVD returned just after ''Dock-Man'' had brought out my package and she gave me the address for the ''Dead Letter'' warehouse, where she suggested I might try to see if anything relating to my missing DVD might've shown up there.

I walked back to the apartment with my shelving unit balanced on top of my head, then opened the regular mail to learn that I've still not been able to break the cycle of having personal check orders get completely screwed-daphuk-up, so I had to call ''Bank of Hawaii'' to inform them of the error and to request proper replacements. I then rode out to the nearby ''Publix'' supermarket to do my first semblance of genuine grocery shopping, but in so doing was upset to learn that the GPS had sent me into Tarpon Springs claiming that it was the nearest ''Big Lots'' in the area when in fact there was one right inside the same shopping area as the ''Publix'' I was visiting, all within relatively reasonable walking distance from the apartment!

After returning to the apartment, I commenced to washing the main view windows, followed by taking sanitizing wipes to the light switches, stove knobs, and some other ''commonly handled'' areas.

December 21 - 24, 2015 (Monday-Thursday)
''Week in Review'' ~ (posted: December 24, 2015)

Left the apartment past Noon on Monday (Dec. 21) to go to the library to initiate a chat session to try to establish my Internet connection, still pissed at how difficult these arse-holes make acquiring such simple service. Almost immediately after concluding the phone call with the ''Verizon'' representative, I got a call from the person who wanted to schedule an appointment to come take a look at the cracked window. From there I stopped briefly into the City Hall to get a look at the flood zones in this area of the city, and came to learn that the address of the apartment complex lies just within the designated zone, although it was listed as being at just two-tenths of a percent risk.

I then went to ''Dollar Tree'' again, grabbed a few more things for the kitchen, only to forget again to acquire a couple of scrap-mats for the bathroom and the main doorway, then did another shopping run at the supermarket.

After dropping off the groceries, I headed back out to scope out ''Lowe's'' then ''Home Depot,'' buying only a small inexpensive item at each, not finding anything in the way of ''room divider'' items, and price-checking faucet-mounted water filtration systems, then returned back to the apartment for the night, spraying the leaves away from the back door followed by washing the motorcycle before shutting myself in.

The window repairman arrived the next day (Tue., Dec. 22) as scheduled (while I was still in bed nursing a micro-migraine), only to discover that the ''crack'' in the glass was actually a ''line'' on the outside that made it resemble a fracture, which he'd wiped most of away and offered to clean until I'd explained to him that I'd made the discovery when I was similarly about to do a washing job on the windows, so that it was nothing he needed to do, as I'd already assigned the job to myself. After he'd explained what it was, I suspected that it was similar to a hardened mass of stringy resin-like substance that gave a similar appearance on one of the main windows I'd encountered during my initial window cleaning phase.

About an hour after the repairman left, I proceeded to wash the outside of the remaining windows -- in the full nude, which was actually a benefit as the heavily bleached wash water would constantly stream down my entire body during the process. Later, especially due to the mud & leaves the window repairman tracked inside from behind the apartment, I finally commenced to clearing everything out of the main room in order to sweep & begin hand-scrubbing that floor, learning in the process that the reddish/pinkish smeared stains that were left on the wall and the related drips on the floor which I'd supposed were from nail polish actually proved to be from candle wax.

The next morning (Wed., Dec. 23), just shy of ten minutes 'til 11:00, I received a knock on the door saying that it was a  UPS  delivery: it turned out that even after emphatically telling the  Verizon  woman  at least thrice  that I'd already possessed my own ''Verizon-provided'' DSL modem, and that I was not interested in being issued a ''wireless'' modem, these idiots not only sent me a wireless modem, but completely ignored my overly-emphatic instructions to NOT send anything to my ''physical'' address!

Sometime after Midnight Thursday (Dec. 24), in the midst of having to endure yet another migraine, one that was accompanied with long streams of watery nose mucus flow, I kept feeling something on my top left front tooth that I'd assumed was a hardened dried glob of  ''krazy glue''  that I figured had latched on there as a result of my trying to literally bite the tube's cap pin that had separated from the plastic lid housing and remained stuck inside the tip opening, but upon visual investigation after not being able to scrape anything off I would learn that the pin had actually managed to dig into my tooth and chip away the tiny area where I'd actually bitten down.

Hooked up my Internet later in the morning, and as soon as I'd registered everything made absolutely certain to get online with one of their representatives to complain about them fucking-up my billing name and my proper billing/mailing address, and eventually got someone to make those corrections which would've never had to have been corrected *IF* fucking assholes would actually fucking LISTEN to customers' detailed & specific instructions in the first fucking place!!! I ended up using their ''chat support'' again because their stupid booklets and websites did not believe it would be beneficial to provide their customers with simple & clear instructions on how to reassign a ''personal'' username and/or passcode to their wireless modems.

Made myself leave the apartment later in the evening, hoping to locate a ''Kmart'' which ''Yahoo!'' claimed was in the area but which in actuality did not exist, and to return & exchange the sink stopper I'd purchased at ''Home Depot,'' but found them (and virtually everybody) closed.

Back at the apartment, I had to come to the realization that the heating elements atop the stove that this apartment was supplied with have absolutely no temperature regulatory ability whatsoever, resulting in my burning of anything/everything that involves any form of cooking other than  boiling,  so I went online to explore all of the options available in the way of oblong electric skillets, as I'd been accustomed to using while living in Hawaii.

December 25 - 27, 2015 (Friday-Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Began Friday morning (Dec. 25) in a fury when I'd discovered to my teeth-clenching dissatisfaction that for all of that time I'd spent chatting with the  ''Verizon''  representatives the previous morning after getting the hook-up they were still sending email notifications in the unrequested name (never mind the fact that they had misspelled it anyway) and that it was still in their system/records. I read them the riot act over the phone when they contacted me via the telephone number they had established for my service, and through the course of the half-hour hellstorm I'd rained down upon them I finally received verbal confirmation through recitation that the name & address changes I'd requested from the absolute beginning even before I'd authorized service had finally been squared away.

Throughout the weekend, I continued to engage in some online shopping for the purpose of acquiring more items for the household, being particularly interested in room-divider curtains and cutlery. In the process, I also made the decision that trying to install a tap water filtration system involved too much hype & rhetroic, too much expense, and posed too many quality/stability issues would not be worth all of the time and frustrations, so I ultimately chose to opt-out, especially since many of the issues I'd originally had with the local water quality seemed to clear-up after I'd bleached & scrubbed the hell out of all of the sick-looking crusty build-up caking all over the aerator and the nasty black slime from the gasket (possible placebo?).

Also while online during the latter part of the weekend, I decided to slightly ''update'' my ''dating profiles'' and include a few new photographs taken at the same time in order to show something ''most recent'' and to establish me as being in the area.

Engaged in a small bit of additional unpacking, mostly of DVD library, still holding off from doing anything else major until the ''repair'' work that had been scheduled has been conducted.

December 28, 2015 (Monday)
11:40, Eastern Standard Time

The maintenance man arrived at approximately 09:30 this morning, still only partially informed about the issues I'd noted on my inspection sheet, so I had to point those out. He replaced the entire flush valve system on the toilet, but I learned after he'd left that the water flow & pressure showed little difference: there is one disturbingly noticeable difference however, and that is with the replacement with a more ''traditional'' flush system there is now the tendency for the flow stopper to not reset itself properly, resulting in continual water flow.

December 29, 2015 (Tuesday)
23:45, Eastern Standard Time

Retrieved my corrected bank checks in the mail this afternoon, along with the oscillating heater I'd order which turned out to be about half as small as I'd assumed it would be, then I continued on to ''Home Depot'' to exchange the bathroom sink stopper (which now proved to be too small for the job) and to grab a few decorative functioning enhancements for the ceiling fans and some of the cabinets-&-drawers, then continued to ''Dollar Tree'' to grab a couple of floor mats as I'd intended during previous trips, plus some drinks, another bottle of bleach, and a sturdier toilet bowl cleaning brush, then finally to ''Big Lots'' again to get more clothes hangers and something to use as a ''sugar jar.''

While I was on the way to the post office when I left the apartment for my errands run, I rode upon a house just a block down the street where there was a large multipurpose work table/desk set beside the road seemingly for trash pick-up, but I received no answer from anyone inside when I knocked on the door to inquire about it.

When I got back to the apartment, I switched around or exchanged the aesthetic enhancements to utilize the ones I'd purchased, then washed down all of the kitchen cabinetry, especially in hopes of scrubbing away the ''watermarks'' from the lower level units, only to learn that those stains were the result of permanent bled-in damage; I then commenced to washing what stains I could from the walls, only to start stripping the paint when I tried to scrub out the candle wax or nail polish stains, so I had to leave those; then I went on another mad cleaning spree of finally scrubbing the toilet and removing the seating unit in expectation of the replacement I'd ordered online, then wrapped up by doing a follow-up scrubbing of the main room floor.

December 30, 2015 (Wednesday)
(posted: day late @ 17:00)

I so should've realized that when I rode out to the property manager's office to pay next prorated rent that they would be ''closed'' (or technically, ''closed early''), just so everybody there could have a convenient excuse to take an ''extended'' extended (sic) ''holiday weekend,'' so from there I immediately went straightaway to the county ''taxation'' departments to transfer my driver's license and get everything registered with my motorcycle in advance of renewing my insurance, which I was to learn during the registration intake is not mandated by the State of Florida for motorcycles (similarly, vehicular ''safety inspections'' are likewise not mandated by Florida).

I was quite pleased that the entire process went through without many of the complications I'd normally had to try to snake my way through with regard to identity checks & address assignment, although I was pissed that I was required to provide my birth certificate and subsequent ''change of name'' documentation in order to get everything started, not knowing how much of that information they felt a need to include in their system records, which could allow all of those intrusive ''internet search database'' services to have all sorts of personal information compiled about me... but at least I was able to avoid any hassles and pressures as it related to my using the post office location for my ''physical'' address, so that is at least one little extra track-down diversion.

In the process of taking off the Virginia license plate and exchanging it with the newly issued Florida plate while still in the on-site parking lot, I decided to also remove my  ''Hawaii''  personalized plate altogether, in large part due to the heavy discoloration & fading that had occurred to the lower, covered-over portion. And with regard to ''personalized'' tags, I'd decided against it when it was explained to me that just to ''request'' the thing (referred to as a ''first-time reservation'') it would require a fee of  $50... and that followed, naturally, by a higher annual ''renewal'' fee.

The only thing about the whole registration operation that was truly worthy of a pissed-off moment, if I had been so inclined, involved Florida's idea of ''annual'' registration renewal, which does not operate on an actual  ''yearly''  basis, but renewals occur based upon the licensee's )  ''birthday'' -- so I had to pay a higher rate for an extension to renew in 2017 to avoid paying  In Full  for a registration that will expire in only two months, then paying ''in full'' again come the next renewal period in 2017, with NO ''prorate'' availability!

Back at the apartment, I moved everything out of the bedroom in order to prepare it for my follow-up floor washing.

December 31, 2015 - January 3, 2016 (Thursday-Sunday)
Extended ''Holiday Weekend'' in Review

Prior to my final hardcore pre-setup washing of the entire floor on Thursday (Dec. 31), I decided to remove the old shower curtain rod and re-position the replacement unit into the old space, only to discover the cheap painting over the cheap wall material as portions of both ripped away from where the surface paint had somehow glued itself to the rubber pads at the ends of the rod, thus creating the first new instance of physical damage for which I now actually had to be accountable.

Rather than moving everything back into the bedroom after its floor had dried, I chose to leave it empty and set-up temporary accommodations in the main room, where I began the process of (and spent the rest of the day) updating my primary laptop.

I finally gathered all of my laundry to wash Friday morning (Jan. 1); afterwards I walked to the post office and found that my electric skillet had arrived.

Upon returning, I tried washing the main (east-facing) windows, only to follow-up with a literal ''scrubbing''-- using a scrub pad and scrubbing powder cleanser --to try to scrub off the caked-on film that still could not entirely be removed.

I continued to hesitate with regard to setting-up the bedroom arrangement, as I was having great difficulty trying to envisage some sort of idea as to how to utilize the awkward space in any sort of satisfactory configuration, but I ultimately settled on something which involved separating all the doors from the rest of the room by enclosing the main space within my media library shelving units. I then proceeded to unpack & gather all of my computer-related items, still not entirely certain on how the items will eventually be set-up.

January 4, 2016 (Monday)
22:50, Eastern Standard Time

Went to pay my rent in person this afternoon: while there I asked about my desire to remove the closet and bathroom doors, but they ''claimed'' that they could not store them for me and that I had to ''store'' them myself inside the apartment, as if there were any way or any place in such a cramped tiny space to do so.

On the way back to the apartment, I stopped into ''Lowe's'' to gather some inexpensive ''wall repair'' materials to take care of the old & new ''patch jobs'' myself, and to get some usage out of the ''10% off'' coupon that came with my ''Change of Address'' package, then made the first of two trips to the post office, where I was able to procure my alarm clock/radio, kitchen timer, massaging shower head (similar to the one my mother had fitted her shower closet with), and a couple of the tassel-curtains I'd ordered for the two aforementioned doorways, then stopped into the insurance office on Main Street to inquire about renewing my policy in light of the fact that the deadline had arrived & passed over the ''holiday weekend,'' whereby I received a quote and was instructed to contact a customer service representative for the national office to address my concerns. After making the call to the insurance company's phone rep, I made the return trip to the post office (this time on-foot) to claim the pair of overly long boxed which contained my door-mounted ironing board and 120-inch curtain rod to divide the main room from the kitchen, then walked back to the insurance office to purchase a policy, even though it would cost me $20 more dollars than what I'd been paying in Virginia.

Returning to the apartment, I got into a long conversation with  ''Tina,''  the very first neighbor I'd met when I'd first arrived and accessed the apartment, and in describing all of the cleaning & repair work I was intensely engaged in with my apartment unit, she revealed that the previous occupant was basically a ''Gracie'' with the addition of being a smoker (whereas smoking inside the apartment units is prohibited per the lease agreement).

Later in the evening, I did some work doing the wall-repair patching jobs that needed to be done.

January 5, 2016 (Tuesday)
21:20, Eastern Standard Time

Removed the bathroom door and stored it inside the pantry/waterheater closet once I was assured it would fit by testing it out with one of the sliding closet doors, which were identical in size. I then took the pair of closet doors/panels, wrapped them together in the spare bedsheet I'd packed in my duffel bag for the trip and positioned them so that my mattress could rest on top of them, as this was the only reasonably aesthetic alternative I could find that would get them out of the way and out of sight, since the property managers want to put on the pretense of not having any way of storing them. I then mounted my door-hanging ironing board and finished doing the remainder of the wall-patching before walking to the post office (in case the other media library shelving unit had arrived) and found that my cutlery set, tool kit, and curtain set for my closet had arrived.

After inspecting the latest delivery, I decided to ride out to the nearby ''Winn-Dixie'' supermarket to check things out, purchasing some ''buy-one/get-one'' seafood items and a few variety flavors of  ''Jarritos''  sodas, as I was not much impressed with anything else (product-wise or price-wise), being especially turned off by their fresh produce offerings... but when I went back out to ''Publix'' right after dropping off those items (initially to grab a few  ''Simply''  juices, which ''Winn-Dixie'' also had on sale for the same price, but whose variety was less impressive, especially lacking the ''grapefruit'' variety), I found that there were indeed an occasionally few items W/D had either in greater variety or at a more appealing price: I wound up buying considerably more than just the juices at Publix, and had a bit of a problem storing everything away, especially in the freezer.

January 7, 2016 (Thursday)
23:50, Eastern Standard Time

Wrote a letter (the ''U.S. Mail'' kind) to my mother this morning prior to retrieving my next package from the post office, and pissed that the promotional photographs used in ''Amazon.com's'' listings of the curtains and curtain rods I'd ordered resulted in false expectation through deception, which resulted in the posting of a very negative review with a promise to henceforth circumvent ordering any more ''home decor'' or ''home furnishing'' type of household products from ''online'' sources, but because of all of the money I'd spent & lost trying to save a few sorry-ass bucks only to lose money I would not be making anymore such purchased until I'd either had a chance to examine them in person at a ''physical'' location or purchase something comparable at such a site after my own up-close & personal examination.

After dropping the package back at the apartment, I went shopping for a few items at ''Big Lots.'' I dropped off again, then rode out north on ''U.S. 19,'' not really intending to go anywhere and just trying to see what I could see, when I took note of a motorcycle dealership/service-station, and further along I came across a ''Kmart'' location, where I purchased several more inexpensive curtains, with which I then tried to construct a temporary/preliminary set-up of how best to use & arrange all of the materials into something aesthetically appealing and functional.

January 11 - 14, 2016 (Monday-Thursday)
''Week in Review''

Along with the toilet seat unit which had also been delivered, I retrieved on Monday (Jan.11) from the Post Office the large ''digital media'' shelving unit I'd ordered from ''Jet.com,'' which was so inconveniently shaped and so heavy that I was barely able to return to the apartment with them awkwardly balancing together on my head before my legs felt like they would completely give out on me.

Immediately after dropping those packages off, I rode back out to ''Big Lots'' to purchase a couple more shelving units I'd taken note of during my previous visit, plus decided to purchase the curtain set for my wardrobe closet there along with the extra curtain rod I'd needed to complete my doorway/room-divider set-up.

Partially due to the cold weather all week, I never bothered to venture outside for anything, so I spent those days periodically assembling the shelving units.

Thursday morning (Jan. 14) I finally figured out-- on my own --how to put an end to the endless weak valve symptoms which kept the toilet tank repeatedly-to-constantly flowing & draining which could not even be circumvented by way of shutting off the main water flow knob, as the it seemed that the gasket within had become worn to the point of ineffectiveness. The repair actually partially involved the literal  ''breaking-off''  of a piece in order to effect a proper seal of the tank drain; the other modification involved making use of some leftover bubble wrap to effectively enable the flotation switch to fully & properly operate effectively. During the entire readjustment/modification process, I felt entirely convinced that the maintenance work done on the unit initially was deliberately improperly done in an attempt to charge a new work order for a return visit, and I cannot ''un-convince'' myself of that cynical suspicion.

January 17, 2016 (Sunday)
23:39, Eastern Standard Time

Rode out to ''Staples'' (Tarpon Springs) this afternoon with the intention of scanning my printed ''résumé'' documents and having them converted to ''PDF'' format for emailing potential employers only to discover upon arrival that I'd neglected to include any of the documents among the effects I'd brought along during the venture, so I decided to put that off until a later date and opted to purchase the extra shelving units, along with a new bed pillow, I'd already intended on purchasing as part of making my rounds at the ''Big Lots'' location in the same shopping plaza instead of making the purchase at the location closest to the apartment.

After bringing the shelving units inside and immediately assembling them, I set up my ''back-up'' desktop computer system, leaving it to stand idle until the arrival of the ''surge protector'' power strip I'd ordered a couple of days prior.

January 18 - 21, 2016 (Monday-Thursday)
''Week in Review''

Was feeling really down on myself for remaining inside the apartment all day Monday (Jan. 18), until I'd learned later in the evening that the concern was unwarranted as it was another ''national holiday''  (''MLK Day'')  where pretty much anything I'd planned on doing likely would've been hindered by some shutdowns.

Unfortunately, I'd repeated my hermitage the following day (Tue., Jan. 19), using migraine and intestinal issues I'd experienced throughout the day as the excuse. But it was during this time that the toilet issues went from bad to irreparable, as my inconvenient back-up routine of switching off the toilet's main waterline valve to attempt to suppress any flow into the fill tank backfired as the gasket inside the valve completely gave way, so I was finally left with absolutely no other choice than to call the property management office the next morning (Wed., Jan. 20) and explain the situation to them and request a return repair visit... which meant that I would have to yet again subject myself to re-washing the floors.

The maintenance/repair worker arrived unannounced, meaning that I was expecting a callback from the ''Prop-Man'' (''PROPerty MANagement'' office) which was never received, a bit later in the afternoon, saying that he had already been in the apartment directly next door and just completed ''scheduled'' work there (also concerning a toilet issue: in this case, a ''clogged'' toilet). Because the ''service truck,'' as I was told, was supposedly in the mechanic's shop, the repairman left after a few minutes of inspection & tinkering to go to one of the local home improvement warehouse stores for whatever parts he'd needed, then finished & corrected the job to full satisfaction.

Thursday (Jan. 21) was another chilly day in the apartment, but I was determined not to stay stuck inside again for a third straight day, so I had every intention to walk to the post office to see if my next expected package had yet arrived, but as I continued to prep myself I eventually made the decision to ride the motorcycle out and work-in my next household-items errand run, which included returning to ''Lowe's'' to find the smallest and cheapest materials I could in order to ''spot paint'' over more of those cleaning/covering jobs that had been left-undone prior to my moving-in as well as to re-stain the lower kitchen cabinets, since it had become quite apparent that I was not going to be able to acquire any of these items from anyone's ''leftovers,'' as I'd made a request for in the local ''FreeCycle'' group.

After dropping those items off at the apartment, I rode back out again to ''Big Lots'' to get one of those $10 plastic chairs for my main room secondary computer station, first stopping in at ''Publix'' initially just for a container of shredded Parmesan and to see if they had any of my  ''MorningStar Farms''  fake-meat products on sale (not): I also perused the ''produce'' section, and liking neither the look nor the prices of their fresh items I opted to gather those items at ''Winn-Dixie'' after the second ''stop-&-drop'' at the apartment. The produce at ''W-D'' was not much better, also having less selection and what inevitably came to be higher prices in their fresh department, but I did manage to come away with a few ''stock-up'' specials in the form of fresh mangoes, canned mandarins, ''BOGO'' soft taco tortillas, and including a few (select)  ''MorningStar''  products at ''half-price.''

The entire time of my running about out on the road was somewhat uncomfortable, because based upon how cold it was inside the apartment, and how overcast the skies were throughout the day, I'd dressed ''appropriately'' for weather, only to discover as soon as I'd stepped out of the apartment how unexpectedly  warm  it really was, which had caught me completely off-guard.

Back at the apartment, I finally got to put my ''Ginsu'' cutlery set through its first official use by making ''prep'' for my ''Asian stir-fry'' medley, then used what was leftover that was not incorporated into the main mix as filler for a batch of tuna salad.

Prior to all the chop-work, I took the opportunity to clear out all of the cabinets & drawers in preparation for lining them with contact paper at a later time. It was while pulling out the drawers that it was discovered that a number of junk and lost items had stuck/lost behind them that had been overlooked or not encountered, including a ladle and a wire whisk.

January 22- 24, 2016 (Friday-Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Walked to the post office to retrieve my latest online order Friday evening (Jan. 22), after confirming that the package had finally arrived: I would be somewhat disappointed upon opening the package to learn that I'd inadvertently ordered the bulk cashews that were ''raw'' and unsalted.

My intention when I'd returned to the apartment with my package was to do a couple of quick online price comparisons before heading back out to ''Kmart'' to see if I could make it worthwhile to use their ''$5 store card'' which they'd given me during my first visit. Instead, what I ended up doing was turning what was expected to be maybe a five-minute setup of the main room's computer station's power-plugging with the newly arrived surge protector into a stressful nearly hour-long session of struggle, stretch, twist, switch, reposition and rearrange because idiot electronics manufacturers have conspired to not make power & adapter cords sufficiently long anymore. After I'd completed that task with its final awkward results, I proceeded to spray paint the crimson streaks that had been left for me to deal with by the east corner of the main room's north wall, only to discover that what I'd purchased was not a straight-&-simple single-coating spray paint, but would require many multiple coats to completely mask over the unsightly stains. I then decided to pull out all of my canned/bottled goods from out of the kitchen cabinets and give their containers a good germophobic wash-down and clear the shelves in preparation for laying down contact paper.

The next day (Saturday (Jan. 23) I decided to get started on staining the lower kitchen cabinets and discovered that what appeared to be water damage crinkling of the surface of the interior of the drawers was in fact deterioration and sagging of the shelve bottoms themselves, having been constructed of some very cheap and papery felt-like type of material which was shredding & crumbling apart, making the lining of them with contact paper a fruitless and futile gesture. Also managed to pull out more junk from inside the holding area during the drawer replacement phase. Given the condition of the drawers, it is not likely at all that I'll give any consideration to using them for any real purpose, so they'll essentially serve little more purpose than just being decorative features.

At roughly a half-hour before midnight, right after I'd paid off my  ''MasterCard''  (which is how I still refer to my  ''Chase Bank''  credit card, even though they had switched over to  ''Visa''  years earlier), I'd decided to check the status on my  ''Capital One''  card, which I hadn't used since departing Virginia and had since misplaced, to make sure there were no overlooked and/or suspicious charges against it and to double-check to see if I'd updated my address information. Upon checking the latter, I'd discovered that an error had been made in the entry by supplying an incorrect digit in my Post Office Box number, which I immediately corrected then followed-up with a call to ''Customer Service'' to ensure the update and to learn the status of the new card they had already shipped out to the incorrect address: I was assured that the card had already returned to the facility and that they would dispatch it again to the corrected address. The same checks were made the following afternoon (Sun., Jan. 24) with my  ''Verizon''  internet information, and sure enough, an address-related detail there likewise required altering, even after all of the B.S. I'd already had to put myself through with them regarding this same issue from the very beginning.

January 25 - 31, 2016 (Monday-Sunday)
''Full Week in Review''

Continued to engage in spot activities (cleaning, prepping, repairing, etc.) predominantly in & around the main and kitchen areas, taking particular advantage of the unexpected ''warming'' phase which had occurred during the middle part of the week, despite it being rainy and almost perpetually overcast. With spray paint contents close to being exhausted, I decided to try out covering over the diffused but still blighted areas on the main room wall by smearing them with some of the leftover ''spackling'' filler paste, which did seem to help out somewhat, but still did succeed in a complete ''white-out'' job.

On Wednesday (Jan. 27) I also finally got around to washing the floor again, which had been on my ''To-Do List" ever since the day of the toilet repair.

On Thursday (Jan. 28) I tried to see if I could use the leftover shelf planks from my bookcase setups as wall-mounted shelves, hoping to use some of the leftover brackets for the purpose, but they turned out to be way too short and thus way too weak to support the boards, so the decision was made to get more appropriately sized items from one of the warehouse stores the following day as part of an errands run.

My work on trying to salvage the shelf boards kept getting interrupted as I was alternating my time between that task and trying to determine & correct why the optical drives in my primary computer system were not being recognized.

At just a few minutes before Midnight into the next day, I decided to review my first Internet billing statement that I'd been alerted to via email, and true enough to suspicion found out that I had indeed been  charged  for the wireless modem/router which I'd emphatically and repeatedly instructed the order-taking phone rep NOT to send me or charge me for. So roughly about five minutes past Midnight (Fri., Jan., 29) I called Verizon's ''customer service'' and lit-out about the issue and demanded that the charge be removed. Although I did not emphatically declare that I'd not received the modem/router that was sent against my wishes, I did answer in such a roundabout way to place the responsibility back onto ''Verizon'' and their representatives by again and repeatedly reiterating that my ''physical location'' / ''service address'' is NOT my ''mailing address,'' and that anything that gets sent to the physical address will not be received by me: answering in such a way spared me from having to tell an outright lie or to spew about how ''legally'' I was under no obligation to ''return'' something that had been sent to me  without my consent or authorization  and that ''by Law'' such an item would be constituted an unsolicited  ''gift.''.

Later in the day (Fri.), really feeling down, a bit headachy & gut-issuey, and feeling somewhat detached from reality, not genuinely desirous of going anywhere or doing much of anything else except lying back down, I pushed myself to venture out for the materials I required to set-up the makeshift wall-mounted shelves along with the return trip to the Tarpon Springs Staples to scan my ''résumé'' documents that I'd forgotten to bring with me the last time. Because of the way I was feeling, I did not bother unpacking/sorting anything, left off doing any additional construction/correction work in/around the apartment, then made myself a quick & simple dinner for myself, regularly answering inconsistent calls to the toilet, as I began developing light but persistent nose-dripping symptoms.

I was to learn Sunday (Jan. 31) afternoon that I still faced a roadblock with the spare shelf planks when it became apparent that the shorter screws I needed to secure the base were not wide enough to hold the brackets in place.

While tossing my trash ahead of doing a couple of loads of laundry early in the evening I came across a dirty, minorly banged-up but mostly decent (and decent quality) night stand that had been discarded by the recently former resident of the apartment directly across from the one I occupied: later in the night I commenced to washing/scrubbing the discarded piece of furniture thoroughly and left under the kitchen ceiling fan to dry out overnight.

February 1 - 7, 2016 (Monday-Sunday)
''Full Week in Review''

Went to pay my rent on Monday (Feb. 1) after stopping at the post office only to find that yet again those ass-eating cock suckers at Verizon continued to insist on fucking with me by refusing to send mail in the name I'd incessantly instructed them to register it under, only to have another so-called ''customer service'' representative I called later that night feed me the sorriest line of bullshit in claiming that the only ''solution'' to this endless problem was to completely disconnect ''service'' (put in ''quotes'' because ''service'' from these ass-wipes is an utter joke!) and re-establish it again under the ''corrected'' information... trying to convince me that these turd garglers can't just simply push a few buttons somewhere and ''update/correct'' and make the requested changes.

I tried gathering & sorting out my growing clutter of disorganized documents Tuesday (Feb. 2), then mounted the remaining shelf board to the wall, following the one I'd mounted the previous evening with the more appropriately sized screws I'd purchased on my way back from paying the rent -- unfortunately, the walls were not very conducive for such mounting, not only because of the wall spots being hollow & void, but also I could not achieve full penetration with the screws, leaving them jutted and stripped, ultimately resulting in the flats with very noticeably tilting forward, yet appearing to be held securely in place.

On Thursday (Feb. 4), I took advantage of the warmer conditions and used that as my opportunity to cut & lay some of the contact paper I'd gotten during my last trip to ''Big Lots'' to line the surfaces inside the cabinets under the sinks.

After much debate, I finally decided on Friday (Feb. 5) to redeem my ''Chase'' credit card's ''rewards points'' points I'd accumulated for the items in my ''Amazon.com's''  ''Saved for Later''  cart, with which I'd been playing an endless ''on-again/off-again'' indecisive game with for months, even years on certain items, having amassed just over $100 in rewards credit. Part of the reason I finally decided to redeem them was because of the frequent price fluctuations (mostly in the ''increased'' direction), and because I'd managed to build-up a package of items which though not necessarily viewed as needed or important in any way would still help ''flesh out'' my apartment and/or personal activities in some positive or appreciated degree. I also took time later to begin writing some ''product reviews'' for many of the items I'd acquired since arriving to help me get set-up.

It had turned chilly again throughout the weekend, so it kept me pretty much inside and unproductive, but I managed to make myself get out Sunday afternoon (Feb. 7) to go to ''KMart'' to redeem the $5 gift card I'd received during my last visit there in order to purchase a couple of oil lamps, as I'd intended to do the previous day: while there, I also picked-up some oven cleaner, some paper towels & holder, and a  ''not-Welcome''  mat for outside the door (one of the main reasons I'd delayed in purchasing a door mat, other than price considerations, was the fact that something I likely would have purchased had that revolting and insincere ''Welcome'' cliché emblazoned upon them).

February 8 - 11, 2016 (Monday-Thursday)
''Week in Review''

Decided to produce a résumé coversheet with the aid of the  ''Kingsoft Office''  program suite, which made me realize that it was not such a good idea to remove it entirely and replace it with  ''LibreOffice,''  which is severely lacking in this feature.  (Ironically, it was literally immediately after having typed that preceding sentence [on Wed., Feb. 10] that I was to rediscover that I'd already produced one according to my own format some unknown time ago within the very same temporary document being used to transcribe these journal entries whenever I'm not accessing either of the primary computer systems at the time.)  I then attempted Thursday evening (Feb. 11) to modify & refine my work history & references forms, which posed a goodly amount of stressful problems trying to find ways to convert or transfer the information over into a plain word processing document from the PDF format I'd initially saved them in, but I eventually managed to trick the system by managing to figure out how to ''snapshot'' pages from PDF and past them into a text editing document.

February 12 - 15, 2016 (Friday-Monday)
''Extended 'Holiday' Weekend in Review''

After retrieving my ''credit card rewards'' packages from the post office Monday (Feb. 12), I stopped by the bicycle repair/trade-in shop around the corner of the same block as the post office, which I'd taken note of a few days earlier when Main Street traffic was forced to detour during some road work, which I was able to discern only due to the line-up of used bicycles that had been displayed in front of the building, as there was nothing in the way of any sort of identifying signage, where I struck up a conversation with the business owner to inquire about his set-up and to get an assessment of what he had to offer, even though, due to its considerably small size, I'll more than likely bypass any opportunity to purchase a bicycle for once in my life.

When I returned to the apartment, I found that the letter my mother had sent was actually a ''birthday card'' (she still refuses to get with my wishes regarding these ''holiday'' things) within which she's included a $20 bill.

On Sunday (Feb. 14), I again did some online scouting for ''coffee'' deals, finally ''sanity-izing'' myself out of any ideas of ordering any genuine  ''Kona Coffee''  from back home and recognizing that it was far too expensive for my budget (almost $18 for a little 7 oz. bag???), which was the determining factor in deciding whether or not I really had any perceived use(s) for the personal blender I'd been off-&-on about. Once I'd come to that understanding, I decided to consider ordering packaged coffees from ''Dunkin' Donuts,''  since, in my mother's opinion, they have the best coffee, so I'd intended to get a few varieties for myself and send my mother a package as well. The ordering process seemed to start off good with a ''10% discount'' promised for giving them my email address (of course, I supplied them with the  ''spamgate''  account for that purpose), but as I proceeded to order I noticed the ridiculously high ''shipping'' charges. Even after that shock, I still intended to make the purchase, but then came to learn that I would be assessed a tax for having one of the items sent to Virginia, which I was still not okay with but willing to absorb. It wasn't until I'd finally got to checkout and went through all but the ''final confirmation'' step that I realize that the ''shipping'' charge had been jacked up yet again, and that there was absolutely no application of the promised ''10% discount'' to my order, so I shut out of their system entirely and essentially told them to go fuck themselves (especially since I couldn't find any sort of ''promo codes'' anywhere, even though the checkout prompted for the inclusion of one).

Conducting my coffee search elsewhere, I decided to turn to ''Consumer Reports'' to see if they had any recommendations. Of course, one cannot access Consumer Reports ratings & reviews directly without purchasing a membership, but I was able to find a television news report that had done a story on the ''C.R.'' findings, and one of their best recommendations was for a brand that is only available at ''Whole Foods'' (or as one ''Yelp!'' reviewer calls it, ''Whole Paycheck''), a search of which finding that the nearest ''Whole Foods'' in this area is in Clearwater.

Again, over the weekend, I attempted to get my final stragglers (especially all the loose haphazard documents which got out of control as a result of my trying to get myself established here) into some kind of order and rational storage arrangement, hoping to have had it all done by Monday (Feb. 15), but still falling short.

Month 19 - 21, 2016 (Friday-Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Decided to take advantage of the warmer weather and challenged the city Saturday morning (Feb. 19) with a walk to the post office to reconfirm that those ass-suckers at the electrical company, just like ''Fag-Horizon'' (''Verizon''), had likewise chosen to ignore my very specific instructions to not send ANYTHING to my ''physical location'' address as I would have no way of accessing the on-site mail box.

From there I continued on to the supermarket across ''US Highway 19,'' price-checked a few items, grabbed several loaves of bread along with a head of lettuce and a bunch of bananas, and barely made it back to the apartment just as I began feeling the coming-on of what would've become a blister on the bottom of one of my toes had I not managed to return right when I did. My legs had also been stressed to the point to where they were feeling close to giving out under me... all letting me know just how out of condition I'd become over time due to lack of routine physical activity.

Shortly after returning, I blew up at the electricity supplier customer representative when she confirmed that not only had those fudge-dick eating faggots not sent me my bill to my post office box (*AS REPEATEDLY FUCKING INSTRUCTED!!!*) but had also, like ''FAG-HORIZON,'' refused to establish the account in the name which I'd REPEATEDLY FUCKING INSISTED that they do! I not only had to get them to acknowledge the ''correct'' mailing/billing address (*AFTER* the fucking fact!), but also request the ''late payment'' penalty to be docked after it was explained that having no access to billing & payment options-- not even online, which would've required me to supply my ''account number'' which I didn't even have because it required me to have access to a ''bill'' I didn't have where it would've been provided --prevented me from properly submitting a payment.

My time on Sunday (Feb. 21) was divided between more structuring, updating, synchronizing of my primary ''Windows-based'' digital activity environments and trying to collect & arrange what remains of all the loose clutter that still needs to be properly organized, especially so as to clear the floor areas for a much-needed sweeping.

February 22 - 26, 2016 (Monday-Friday)
''Extended Week in Review''

Woke up shortly after 02:00 Tuesday morning (Feb. 23) and decided to switch out the leftover shelving boards I'd mounted to the main room's wall with a pair from the bedroom's CD/knicknack tower (which I felt were redundant anyway) in an attempt to utilize the larger boards to modify the stove range into a quasi kitchen counter top in order to supply me with an expanded workspace. I was also still concerned about the stability, or lack thereof, of the larger & heavier planks being mounted to the wall, so the narrower boards were a much more agreeable alternative, though it still left the problem of some unsightly jutting screws. I would also come back to the larger boards much later in the day to remove brackets I'd initially screwed on in an attempt to hold both boards together edge-to-edge in order to make them into a single flat unit, but they would not allow for me to rest perfectly flat atop the range top, so the only way to accomplish that feat was to resort to removing all of the heating elements & catch trays from the stove top altogether, which would then require a full breakdown/setup routine if I ever felt the need to re-utilize the range top for heating/cooking purposes.

Early Thursday morning (Feb. 25) I walked to check the mail and found that I'd received a recall notice for the motorcycle. I had intended to ride out to later in the day to see if I could locate the ''Goodwill'' store said to be in/near Hudson and to try to follow-up with a trip to Clearwater to see if I could locate the ''Whole Foods'' store to find out about that coffee that ranked high with ''Consumer Reports,'' and possibly even try to locate the Pinellas Park branch of the Asian grocery market I'd visited in Brandon while I was staying in Tampa for my licensing instructional classes last year, but I'd allowed other things to get in my way from doing any of that, opting to put it off until the following day (Fri., Feb. 26), but not following through then either.

February 27 - 29, 2016 (Saturday-Monday)
''Leap-Year Extended Weekend in Review''

Learned without any advance warning about ''DAMN-azon's'' bump-up of their ''Free Shipping'' rate Saturday morning (Feb. 27), increasing it from $35 qualifying minimum order to $49, which inspired me to engage in more aggressively ''shopping around,'' including giving more consideration to [quote] ''other sellers'' who utilize Amazon's ''market place'' forum.

Even though it was on a Monday (Feb. 28), I still made the lazy & depression-induced decision to ride out the final day of the month, rather than using the start of the week to begin engaging in any job-seeking activities.

I waited until the evening before deciding to try to pay my electric bill online, only to be slapped in the face with ''convenience fee'' penalties if I opted for anything short of giving those blood suckers direct access to my bank account information. In their ''pay in person'' option, they listed a third party authorized payment location which supposedly would not assess an additional charge, and the store location confirmed this when I called them, although they first said they'd only accept cash, but then said they'd also take a check. Despite the shopkeeper's confirmation about not charging an additional fee, I saw this same movie when I was living in Virginia, which was what swore me off of ''Verizon's'' DSL service just a month after I'd established it there, where one of the ''no added fee'' locations featured in their online list of authorized collectors also shot that erroneous information down with just a single phone call, so I'm not expecting any different here either, despite what ''confirmation'' I was given over the phone.

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