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( . . . ) And in a devastating twist of misfortune (due to lack of proper preparedness, general impatience, and absentmindedness), I'd managed to completely LOSE EVERY BIT of the previous season's journal entries during the structuring process of this current ''Winter Season'' segment. Absolutely NONE of the original information was recoverable, having all been effectively purged via the ''saving'' processes both within the ''online'' presentation and in the personal computer's files & documents-- despite several attempts at ''restoration'' through means of WINDOWS' ''System Restore'' feature --leaving me in the unenviable position of attempting to ''reconstruct'' as many ''details'' as such as I may have committed to [not the best] memory or am able to piece back together via various tangible methods (i.e. via dated receipts, call/text logs, search histories, etc.) ~ Restoration Completed: February 3, 2021
November 30 - December 3, 2020 (Monday-Thursday)
After waiting until Tuesday (Dec. 1) to effectively begin hooking-up my replacement Internet access system, the attempt brought me to the realization that I'd had insufficient equipment that had been delivered to successfully hook everything together, so I called the salesman to request that a serviceman be dispatched to get all my stuff established.
The serviceman arrived late the following morning (Wed., Dec. 2) who got everything established for me (a visit which would yet again contribute to transforming my dwelling spaces into the image of a minor disaster aftermath), but he would need to return later in the evening in order to retrieve the small but important assortment of work tools he'd inadvertently left behind after he'd completed the patch job.
A bit of time afterward the initial service visit, in significant part because of the difficulty I'd been experiencing in my attempts to reset my Wi-Fi ID & password on the new system, as well as so I could also determine which of the competing running ''networks'' I'd actually been currently operating within, I contacted ''Frontier'' (my original ISP) to request termination of their account, during which process I'd managed to keep the operator handling my request on the line in deep conversation for just shy of two and a quarter hours, sharing with her nearly all aspects of my life story -- past, present and potential future.
Thursday (Dec. 3) I finally got around to completing my ''Obamacare'' application for next year, despite the fact that I'd considered allowing it to lapse, but I couldn't say I'd have been able to trust that it (or anything) would still be available given how this current THIEF in the ''White House'' had essentially ripped it to shreds and how the new ''President-Elect'' doesn't really seem all that concerned about radically ''FIXING'' it to bring it more in line with what is needed in this Country (ESPECIALLY during a National Medical Crisis brought about by a Global Pandemic that caught this Nation off-guard due to an Orange-Skinned EGOMANIAC'S utter incompetence)! Because of a number of concerning symptoms I'd been experiencing for at least the past half-year, I also decided to tack-on a ''dental plan'' as well. Of course, I'm always praying that I'll have need of neither one, if I can genuinely help it.
Unmentioned Highlights from Previous Quarter...
''Week in Review''
December 4 - 6, 2020 (Friday-Sunday)
Was scheduled to come into work a couple of hours early Friday (Dec. 4); en route I dropped off in the mail a ''greeting card'' I'd purchased after work Monday, as an indirect method of contacting my Father with whom I'd broken off contact, following-up on a suggestion made by my Mother who was concerned that he and I had essentially built this wall of silence between us since our last blow-up.
As my ''normal'' scheduled time approached on the job site, I used some of that transitional time to recollect as much as I could of the lost ''Autumn Season'' journal events and to determine which of the events could be confidently be verified by specific date based on various traceable methods such as through contract copies, merchant receipts, email exchanges, social media comments/debates, phone call histories, and SMS text records -- the latter of which being made significantly complicated when I'd mistakenly permanently deleted the entirety of my text exchanges with my mother. I'd begun with general handwritten jotted notes, then expanded upon the information during my typical slow period at the jobsite on my next workshift (Sat., Dec. 5), which I'd compiled as an email message which I then sent to myself, using different accounts.
On my way back to work Sunday (Dec. 6) I was about 10 miles into my commute before I'd noticed that the ''trip meter'' on my motorcycle registered mileage as just over two hundred miles -- which was simultaneously ''worrying'' and ''impressive,'' as I tend to start getting anxious about my fuel tank reserves around the 180-mile mark... again a testament to the great ''repair'' job my favorite motorcycle mechanic had performed on my behalf. So I was hoping I still had enough to get me into the next fueling station on my route (which would be the ''7 eleven'' just before my ''Gunn Highway'' turn-off): the issue wasn't all that concerning to me except for the fact that I was already running a bit late and this was during riding in a rainstorm.
''Weekend in Review''
December 14 - 20, 2020 (Monday-Sunday)
Was scheduled to work a few extra hours past normal clock-out time at work Monday (Dec. 14), after which I dropped into the computer repair shop to retrieve my laptop: I was told that the fee would set me back $150 for what amounted to a replacement of a bad RAM card, being assured that my fiddling with the BIOS had not been part of the negative experiences I'd been encountering prior to surrendering. But what was (briefly) explained to me still put me at unease, because despite my inaccessible memory to recall specific details, it still registered in my brain that what was switched out amounted to less RAM than what was originally inside it when I'd dropped it off for them to work on: I would not know any of these details until my initial testing of the ''repaired'' system the following day (Tue., Dec. 15), when I would realize that the ''new'' 4GB memory I'd purchased to expand the system was what turned out to be the ''faulty'' card, thus explaining why I'd now had a reduction in my total RAM -- (I was also not at all surprised that my ''Windows 7'' reinstallation disk had also not been returned). Upon learning these things, I called the shop to explain the problems: the person on the other end claimed to be the ''owner'' of the shop, and explained to me that the reason for the RAM reduction was because they could not match the size with what they had available on hand, and suggested that the other guy with whom I'd been interacting was being placed under a great deal of personal life pressures, and likely due to these, and possibly also because of some of the added stresses of the increasing work load, he probably wasn't as ''focused'' as he might have been, and thus a good deal of this helpful information was either poorly explained or just managed to slip his mind. In regards to getting my RAM restored, I was told I'd need to contact the manufacturer and request a replacement as part of their ''warranty'' on the item.
I called ''Amazon'' the next day (Wed., Dec. 16), hoping I could get a replacement of the RAM through them, even though my ''Return Window'' had supposedly closed; the representative on the other line attempted to do me the courtesy of contacting the manufacturer on my behalf, but informed me that she was unable to establish contact, so instead issued me a ''Gift Card'' credit to my account and instructed me on how to return the defective item, which I'd proceeded to do two days later (Fri., Dec. 18), retrieving my Install Disk en route.
Just a couple of days after emailing everybody over the preceding weekend about how many of the staff at our place of work had contracted CoViD since late-August (four; all but the first of which being reported via circulated memo), TWO MORE would be reported.
Also learned this week of a water leak that has been manifesting from the base of the ceiling fan in the ''kitchen'' portion of the apartment: this likely explains why/how the pull chains in the unit had been getting stuck to the point of immobility over past couple of months.
''Full Week in Review''
January 8 - 10, 2021 (Friday-Sunday)
Addressed the huge backlog of laundry Friday (Jan. 9) that absolutely needed to be done, mainly because I'd allowed myself to run out of work clothes.
When it came time to dry my load, the drier I'd wanted to use was still loaded with another resident's laundry that, from all indications, had been left sitting there almost certainly since the previous night. The load belonged to one of our Female residents, as evidenced by the plethora of Panties scattered throughout the mix, but I could not guess with any certainty which of them they belonged to, although I could almost confidently level it down to two -- and possibly even -- of the Ladies in particular, based on the form-fitting size of the clothing, which immediately ruled out Cindy, Heather, and Tammy. So in order to dry my clothes in the occupied dryer I'd wanted to use, I removed her clothes and put mine through the cycle; when the load was complete, I replaced all of the Women's clothes I'd removed back inside the unit, at which time, after much back and forth debating with myself, I came to the decision to steal the Panty among the bunch which I liked best and displayed it on one of the wall hooks in my bathroom.
I'd also claimed another ''scented'' panty from one of the ''Lost-and-Found'' areas at my place of work Saturday Morning (Jan. 9) -- the ''scent'' mentioned being the contrasting aromas of a ''perfume'' fragrance with a back-hint of a light ''Pee Accident.''
''Weekend in Review''
January 22 - 24, 2021 (Friday-Sunday)
Saturday Morning (Jan. 23) at the jobsite, I uncovered and absconded with another ''minor accident'' (nice double-entendre there) panty from the same locker room ''Lost-&-Found'' as the previous abduction (clearly from a different young lady as evidenced by its larger size).
Later in the morning, I was ''somewhat'' fortunate to spot for the very first time ever in my life a live Bald Eagle, seemingly, only from what I was able to speculate due to the distance, eating a fish it had managed to catch from the on-site pond. (I saw the observation was only ''somewhat'' fortunate because by not having either of my ''real'' cameras with me I was only able to resort to using the inadequate ''camera'' feature on my smartphone, which did not have anything even nearly sufficient enough of a ''zoom-in'' capability; on top of which, I know for a fact that I'd captured a decent amount of video footage of the event early on, but in reviewing every video and snapshot image in my phone's memory I was disappointed to discover that I'd apparently accidentally deleted that same footage immediately after recording it and was unable to recover it.)
After work, I had intended to do a tiny bit of grocery shopping (mostly for some cheap on-sale pot pies), which would've included a few packages of my ''Morningstar Farms'' ''psmeat'' (''pseudo-meat''), but after being unable locate them anywhere in any of the display cases, as a sort of compulsive/reactionary thing, I gave in to temptation and purchased a $30-something bag of frozen King Crab legs, figuring I'd not been satisfied with all of the ''Snow Crab'' purchases of the past, that it was time that I'd for once enjoy ''The Real Deal.
Late Sunday Evening (Jan. 24), inspired by Pres. Joseph Biden's Obama-style backstabbing of his constituents, similarly selling them out to the Health ''Disassurance'' and ''Big Pharma'' companies, I was finally motivated to upload my first audio/video commentary on ''Who?Tube'' ... but rather than going into the topic I'd wanted to cover regarding Biden's betrayal, I settled for an ''[re]introduction'' rant, since I'd gone on a ramble-fest essentially playing ''catch-up'' without going into any detailed information as it related to my prior identity on the platform.
''Weekend in Review''
January 25 - 31, 2021 (Monday-Sunday)
After work Monday (Jan. 25), I finally decided to use my ''Sam's Club'' membership, with the original intention of stocking-up on disinfectant wipes (only to be presented with a Walmart ''store brand'' version with a different label) that I'd learn were being limited to a ''only one item'' purchase. While there, I'd also hoped to get a box of snack-bags of ''Terra'' chips, but they did not have any in stock, so I reluctantly settled for a box of Cheddar Cheese & Sour Cream ''Ruffles,'' along with a jar of chocolate-covered almonds and a large bag of pistachios, not having found much of anything else of interest. Also while there, I didn't consider the prices as being anything of any great significance, and in fact observed instances where I could get better ''sale prices'' at regular supermarkets.
I finally worked up the patience & motivation Wednesday (Jan. 27), to pay my outstanding Internet and Healthcare bills, hoping to tally-up the $500 trigger that promised to earn me a $200 rebate from the latest ''CHASE'' credit card I'd applied for and received last month.
After watching over it suspiciously for about the past month, I'd made the ''official'' determination on Sunday (Jan. 31) that my consistent usage of British Petroleum's ''Top Tier'' fuel had resulted in eliminating the ''fuel injector'' trouble indicator on my motorcycle, equating into my sacrifice of spending a few extra cents per refueling sparing me the costs of a few hundred to nearly Two Thousand Dollars' worth of repair & mechanical labor work to replace it with a ''fresh'' (or ''refreshed'') system!
''Full Week in Review''
February 4, 2021 (Thursday)
Finally decided this afternoon, somewhere around the 14:00 mark, to perform a back-up transfer of my personal computer files from the PC tower system over to the Laptop (which will still leave me with a ''cloning'' job to perform for the in-unit secondary internal hard drive, plus the more common ''snapshot'' back-up on one of the drives in the other system which I keep insisting will at some point become home to a ''mageia Linux'' operating system). For some unknown reason, which I did not have the patience to try to figure out, I could not get the laptop connected via Ethernet, so I had to resort to doing the transfer via Wi-Fi.
I had also intended to go out to update my motorcycle registration, but lost any real motivation to do so, deciding instead to put it off until the next morning.
It was during the search for my checkbook (as I'm not in any way desirous of paying any sort of ''convenience fees'' to the taxation department) that I'd finally decided to look into what my mother had purchased for me as part of her whatever-reason-she-claimed ''gift'' she had sent me: what I'd suspected would've been a sweater or sweatshirt turned out to be an all-black set of [what I'll anyway be utilizing as] ''workout'' pants and long-sleeved pullover shirt [which I may or may not decide to utilize for the same purpose].
19:30, Eastern Standard Time
February 22 - 25, 2021 (Monday-Thursday)
I learned Monday (Feb. 22) that the ''Snake'' at my jobsite decided to try being a ''Snake'' yet again in his latest slimy attempt to have me reprimanded-- or more likely, terminated --when I discovered that he'd left a note for our site supervisor that was clearly intended to give the impression that I'd been lax in, and overlooking, my duties -- apparently unaware that I'd be able to counter his underhanded tactic (perhaps not even anticipating that I'd eventually come across his note before it ever reached our supervisor's eyes) with a ''supplementary note'' of my own reminding our supervisor that the ''supposed'' oversight I was being accused of was due to my still operating according to the latest set of guidelines I'd received, for which I'd not been informed of any changes or adjustment having been made since then.
I decided to treat myself to ''Little Caesars'' on Wednesday (Feb. 24), mainly as an excuse to take advantage of the 10% cash-back ''rewards'' special offer on my CHASE credit card. This also would mark the first time I'd ever eaten ''Little Caesars'' since last working for them in Galveston.
On Thursday (Feb. 25), while removing rubbish from my apartment and prepping to clear out some of the backlog of laundry, I noticed a few items of furniture that had been set out beside the dumpster. Aware that these were part of next door neighbor Tammy's moving-out process (which she had informed me of earlier during our last town walk together last season), I first asked her if they had been set out for somebody in particular whom she'd expected to retrieve them (as I'd also noticed before exiting the apartment that she had stopped outside my front door a few times, looking off in that direction); she'd informed me that they were placed there as a grab-it or trash-it option, after which I'd decided to grab the pair of padded stools that she had set out there along with a shelving unit which I decided to leave undisturbed. Afterward, we began discussing her move, her cleaning process, various issues she'd had with the apartment and with property management, concerns about being able to reclaim her deposit, and other things related, during which she'd offered me her ''Brita'' water filtration pitcher with a nearly full box of new filters and her ''convertible'' couch, the latter of which still required the arduous removal of cat hairs and dog smell, despite her claim of having always kept it covered in case the animals jumped upon it... and admittedly, BOTH situations could've definitely been much worse, all things considered, but addressing those problems were still no joyful occasion, still requiring a few more goings over before I can feel I've done a nearly satisfactory job on it.
Later in the evening, after realizing that Tammy wasn't going to suggest offering me the opportunity to lick her pussy as a ''going away'' present, I sent a text out to ''Mimi'' to ask if she'd be interested in having her ''Lady Lips'' kissed, especially now that it's looking to be getting warmer throughout the whole of the next week.
''Week in Review''
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