October 9, 2024 (Tuesday)
20:40, Eastern Daylight Time

I went online at around 03:00 this morning to begin the process of paying off the current balances on my Credit Cards, trying to get ahead of any impending Power Outages that were certain to occur in connection with the Hurricane passing through the center of this flaccid penis-shaped insane asylum called ''The State of Florida'' -- and except for a brief hiccup which occurred while trying to finalize my request on the ''Chase'' account (whereby I learned, when trying to access the account on the other available alternatives, that I can now only gain access to the inner workings of their website on the PC via the  ''Firefox''  web browser), I did not experience any issues or difficulties...  until  I tried to gain access to my ''CapitalOne'' account, which ultimately led to my venting on a ''reddit'' page dedicated to ''Cap-1'' with the following emotion-fueled rant:

For years this Credit Card issuer has done things to interfere with my online account – which began by habitually surreptitiously hijacking my passwords and forcing me (us?) to re-establish new replacement ones! And for all of my forgivenesses and patiences in enduring their disruptive mistreatments relating to my trying to access & navigate my Online account, they finally chose to kick me square in the gonads with this latest infuriating affront, where I'd spent nearly an hour trying to access my account to pay my charge balance ahead of the arrival of the approaching hurricane (as if that one thing alone wasn't stressful enough), only to be sent on endless runarounds as a result of their 2-step verification "options" which perpetually kept me locked out of my account because Cap1 doesn't have the sense or insight enough to provide the one "option" that  EVERY OTHER  Card issuer recognized needed to be provided as a secure means of communication & identity verification... an on-file EMAIL address! Instead, Cap1 harassed me to provide them with phone/text numbers I could not provide, because the one on record is deactivated, and rejected the NEW/replacement number, prevented any updates of the number because it insisted on sending "verification codes" to the deactivated number before it would allow access to the account to effect the update, and offered an "option" to get a confirmation via their phone app, only for that method to redirect back to the log-in page which still refuses to grant account access UNTIL you've received "verification" via one of the other aforementioned ineffectual means! I was finally forced to gather my documentations and disrupt my phone's charging and sacrifice individual "talk minutes" I'm required to pay for on a per-unit basis, and call a Customer Service representative– TWICE! ...because of getting disconnected from the first call –whereupon I was  FINALLY  able to: [1] pay off my Balance Due; and [2] IMMEDIATELY after the payment submission had been confirmed, COMPLETELY TERMINATE my account with CapitalOne once and for all – something I actually should've done YEARS ago!!!

And to think, all it would have taken to keep me tied to their fickle chain was to have offered their Customers an EMAIL gateway as one of the various methods made available to allow them access to their Accounts in lieu of other options being presented to them that they might not be able to utilize at the time!

Of course, a few hours later, some ''Mo' Wiser Than Thou'' know-it-all was going to try to ''school'' me about why Cap-1 was making it virtually impossible to gain access our online accounts by refusing to include an ''Email'' verification option, claiming it was some sort of ''security'' issue because of the ability to fraudulently establish email addresses ~ to which I responded thusly:

How is it more "secure" for the Customer if they find themselves locked in situations where they cannot access their accounts otherwise? Also, re: "email fraud"... that's what multi-level pre-registration  "SECRET QUESTION"  prompts are supposed to guard against -- again, something else  SMARTER  registration services take into account and implement as additional "Security" measures!

After waking up around 12:30 or so, I texted my Momz and informed her of our local weather situation and how I was anticipating its effects based on updated tracking information, and instructing her to pay closer attention to her Email account, as that would be the most likely communication method I'd be resorting to in expectation of the local Power Grid popping out -- the assumption being that I'd lose Wi-Fi and would therefore have to establish/maintain contact via Mobile Data on my phone... assuming the Networks were still operational ...and because of which, I'd likely be switching off the device for extended periods in order to preserve battery life. (Regarding this last point, I checked the stored charge on my ''Portable Car Battery Jumper'' power pack, which also contains USB charging ports, and found its reserves at 97%.)

I later brought inside and sprayed down my wind chimes, then I went back out in the rain to relocate my motorcycle from my regular ''street-level'' parking spot to available space on the alley-side of the building so that it could be situated on higher ground, taking the part of my old collection of Japanese Language study books I'm no longer using, along with other kitchen rubbish, out to the dumpster along the way. Before returning inside to remain, I tried to see if I could take advantage of the moister ground to give uprooting the Fig Tree base another shot, finding its roots had spread wider and deeper than I'd imagined: as a result of the struggle, I'd managed to spray my face with an assault of soil, which in a red & raw aggravating case of ''Scratchy Eye'' in my left orb, only BRIEFLY relieved with tetrahydrozoline eyedrops.

Filled my bathtub with water around 16:40, in case of line shutdown. Three hours later, after shaving & while brushing my teef, the first ''major'' gust of wind shot through, which was followed less than a minute later by a quick Power disruption blip that had completed its dance so rapidly that I thought I'd have to reboot my PC, but as it turned out had only briefly interrupted the signal of my computer monitor. I went back online to take a quick look at the latest storm tracking updates, including supplying a requested ''Local Update'' for an evacuee who inquired about the weather conditions those of us who had chosen to ''hunker down'' were experiencing in Town, then after a couple of pleasure watches, decided to shut down for the remainder of the night... or at least until something ''significant'' should occur demanding my waking attention and/or situational response.

October 10, 2024 (Wednesday)
23:50, Eastern Daylight Time

Wind & Rain had begun subsiding right around 01:00 when I decided to return to the bedroom: (I'd gone out to the ''living room'' couch to relax to the sounds, but concerns about it kept me tense much of the time).

Woke up ''for the day'' some time well after 11:00, which was when I was feeling motivated enough to retrieve & relocate my motorcycle; I then made a follow-up attempt at trying to extract my fig tree stump, not expecting to make much progress but ultimately managing to successfully remove it after much tearing at the tough roots.

A notification on my phone reminded me that I'd had an eye doctor appointment that was scheduled for this afternoon which I'd just missed: I decided to chalk it up to ''Storm Complications,'' if asked about it.

Trying to get news reports on post-storm situations weren't very forthcoming until much later in the Evening: up until then, all current reports were making it seem not all that terrible, even in the places where flooding & wind damage had been reported.

I also stripped my ''mural'' sticker off of my bedroom wall as a first step to prepare for the breakdown of this show tent I've been renting these past eight years, very surprised at the ease at which it came down without any complications or anticipated damage to the paint job.

(No power was lost here in our immediate areas at any time during the storm's passing.)

October 11 - 13, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Finally rifled off a text to my Momz  Friday Evening (Oct. 11),  after the Storm had made its way through, but there was still the announced threat of expectant river/lakefront ''Lowlands'' flooding which I wasn't able to see any damage extent reports on until the following day  (Sat., Oct. 12).

Sent ''Mimi'' another post-Hurricane text, following this ''second'' Major Storm that cut across the State in just two weeks, inquiring about her and her Family's situation regarding any storm-related issues they may have encountered in Brooksville (since all of the areas of attention being reported on have been focused on Pasco County and counties/regions farther South.

Also spent a little time over the Weekend pulling-up & skimming through webpages of Truck Rental and Cell Phone providers to start myself off getting some initial sort of ideas as to what I should be preparing for & how regarding this planned departure... I'd even explored the Prop-Man website to get a sense of what new rent increases they're now assessing to our complex, where I'd learned that they've now jacked it up to $900/mo. -- DEFINITELY making now the time to ha'alele outta this killer weather playground!

October 14 - 20, 2024 (Monday - Thursday)
''Full Week in Review''

Finally received a text from ''Mimi''  Monday Morning (Oct. 14),  saying she'd just gotten back from having evacuated ahead of the storm, but offered no other details.

At some point during the day, while perusing the ''Roanoke'' conversation subgroup on ''reddit,'' I had again felt the nudge to seek updated information on the ''Children's Institution'' I'd spent my [mostly negatively] formative ''Teen'' years at, to learn what they were all about now, and managed to find a regional news article (published in January of this year) that did go into it's history as an institution and its evolution into what it's now become, but which was mainly focusing on their decision to have much of the surrounding open land they own ''re-zoned'' to permit the creation of a planned housing development, which was troublesome enough news at it was, but I found the  number  of ''homes'' they were proposing, along with the revelation that these would be [quote] ''MARKET RATE'' [unquote] housing units, to be extremely off-putting.

Spent a good chunk of the Night and into the Next-Morning crossover working on designing the title cards & structuring my ''Intro/Outro'' video clip timelines for my new Who?Tube channel, which I would pick-up working on again  Wednesday (Oct. 16).

At about half-past Midnight  Friday Morning (Oct. 18),  I finally put in my post-hurricane ''extra'' prescription order for my eyedrops, then decided to incorporate a flu/covid vaccination visit into the mix, even though it was my original intention to postpone any vaccinations until closer to my target departure date -- and as soon as I did, my body decided to spontaneously react to the news by producing many of the pseudo-symptoms related to the upcoming shots, including feeling the sensation of bodily overheating (despite it being chilly inside the apartment) and ''phantom pains'' in both arms, which lasted at least a good hour.

Toward the end of the Night, I finally felt relatively ''informed'' enough about the set of offerings that I went through with the purchase of the ''secondary'' (though still very unwanted) smartphone via ''Crapfone's'' website, spending much of the battle trying to determine how much ''network access time'' to subscribe to it long enough to satisfy the ''probationary'' period before I'm able to ''unlock'' it and transfer it over to an alternative ''provider.''

Shortly after having done this however, I was brutally reminded that I was running hella close to the ''deactivation'' date on my current device, so I rushed back onto my account to re-up my annual subscription... reluctantly approving the ''upsell'' enticement to extend the Service for an additional year with the incentive being that it would cost less than HALF the price to do so now... plus slapping on an additional GB of ''Data'' that was being offered this one time at a Two-Dollar discount.

It was after this transaction had been completed that it seemed as if Tracfone/Verizon was again attempting to swift-kick me in the gonads when what should've in the end tallied-up to only $196 and some change totaled out on the ''payment receipt'' page as being over $240! Naturally disturbed by this, I immediately ran through their web pages in a rushed attempt to get on ''Live Chat'' with one of their representatives, only to learn through all of my intense efforts that they sneakily ''deactivate'' their Customer Service Chat feature  early  ahead of their stated ''Midnight'' shutdown time. Left with no other choice, I reluctantly called their listed phone number, only to be greeted with the same ''Normal Business Hours'' diatribe! So I responded by scouring through my Account in hopes of finding some way to ''Cancel'' the transaction, even though the additional service features had already been credited to my phone; it was during this blitz (which included a brief layover to update my personal credentials) that I came across a ''payment receipt'' page displaying the 'approved charge' on my Card which reflected accurately the amount authorized.

My appointment with my prescription pick-up and vaccinations  Saturday Afternoon (Oct. 19)  turned out to be a mess, as I'd learn that I'd accidentally scheduled my vax appointment with the flooded ''Walgreen's'' location on Highway 54 and that, not too surprisingly, my request for my eyedrops refill was rejected by the Insurance, as they thought the request had been put in ''too soon.''

I left the appointment with a stop into ''Walmart,'' as planned, for some ''Tony's'' frozen pizzas (only to realize after I'd returned to the apartment that I'd forgotten to grab a can of pineapple while there); but was dissuaded (mainly because I couldn't keep my sweat pants and former resident's panties from falling down off my waist & hips) from continuing on to ''publix'' (let alone, ''Sam's Club'') where I'd mainly wanted a tub of their ''Store Brand'' 'Banana Split' ice cream.

Shortly after returning inside, I spied a truck parked in the space next to my motorcycle, then learned that it belonged to the couple who are now moving into the empty apartment (which I'd kind of suspected, as I'd observed the ''key safe'' on the door handle had been left open and empty.

My arm remarkably did not begin aching until about a half-hour before Midnight, and my ''symptoms'' did not begin making themselves noticed until about another two or three hours into the next morning  (Sun., Oct. 2o) -- oddly, said symptoms were relatively mild compared to the last time I'd C19/Flu vaxxed... perhaps due to the fact that the last time had also included a ''Shingles'' vaccine in conjunction with these two.

November 1 - 3, 2024 (Friday - Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Finally, after consuming the entire ''weekdays'' span in procrastination, I barely forced myself to make deliberate & determined effort to get out of the apartment and take care of some ''necessary business'' late  Friday Morning (Nov. 1),  which mainly involved retrieving my  ''TRAP-fone''  & other mails from the Post Office and purchasing enough grocery items from ''Sam's Club'' (with an initial detour to ''Dollar-Twenty-Five-Plus Tree'' store, mainly for a few cans of ''Tamales'') that would hopefully balance out to last exactly (or as close to) for the remainder of the Month.

In making excuses for it, my ''delay'' in executing these errands was due in significant part to the unanticipated amounts of time spent on the minor tweaking & re-uploading the first set of video onto my new ''Who?Tube'' channel (the one that was indirectly responsible for purging my ''TRICK-fone'' Minutes/Data reserves the first time), especially the last (fourth) project which my ''primary'' video editing program repeatedly kept corrupting to where I had to keep re-rendering it over a half-dozen times before I was finally able to compile something together through working between both my ''primary'' and ''backup'' editing programs before I was able to produce a crisp pristine final file... all of which, along with other related and unrelated activities engaged in throughout those days, had kept my waking hours hovering between roughly 18:00 into the post-Dawn hours of the following mornings.

In my mail, I opened a Bill that made be believe that the last ''advance'' payment I'd made to the Electric Company had unexpectedly been consumed and that I was now left with a ''Past Due'' bill of $13 and change which, with the 'late fee' penalty bumped up by an additional three dollars; it wasn't until I'd opened a second envelope containing another Electric Bill that I'd discovered that the prior Bill was for the one I'd actually made the ''advanced'' payment to cover and extend credit on... even though this one still reflected a ''payment due'' of its own of $7 and change.

Put my newest ''HACK-fone'' on charge later in the evening ahead of ''activating'' it: even though there's certainly no ''NEED'' to activate the device this soon in the game, in the greater scheme of things, doing so ''early-on'' would mean that I'd be able to drop ''SUCK-fone'' service earlier and switch the device over to an alternative provider (I've been looking most closely at ''Red Pocket''... which I keep insisting on referring to as, ''Red Rocket'').

After answering an unexpected 'Nap-Attack,' I proceeded to go online to clear-up any outstanding expenses that were, or would be, due, managing to pay only the latest  ''ObamaCare''  premium, then deciding to postpone paying the Electricity Bill while I focused more attentions on accessing the ''Account'' pages of my various subscription sites to update my 'phone contact' information (plus the Credit Card on-file for my Health Insurance provider) and to acquire some info on the appropriate ''disconnect'' procedures wherever applicable, while also deviating at points to ''update'' the 'access code' mnemonics & 'recovery email' branches in my ''Cheat Sheet.''

I'd gotten so caught-up in the preceding activities that I'd managed to completely overlook my new cell phone, which I'd intended to activate anytime before Midnight so as to mark the ''Nov.1'' date; as a result of this oversight, I made the decision to delay any of my additional ''payment submission'' attempts until ''Nov.5,'' as it was simultaneously ''Election Day'' and my Mother's B-Day (making it 'dateworthy' enough), plus it would allow sufficient time for the most recent charges to my cards to register.

Ran into the exact same situation with my Synchrony/''Sam's Club'' credit card that I'd experienced with ''Capital One'' in the Pre-Dawn hours of  Saturday Morning (Nov. 2), -- only this time I chose not to throw an identical fit and take steps to cancel the card outright, if only for the major reason that it continued to serve as my ''Club Membership'' card. Yet, their B.S. ''solution'' to my problem was to have me send them a 5- or 15-second video along with a snapshot of my personal ID via the updated number I'd provided, which I would've outright refused to do anyway, had it not been for the fact that they were incapable of sending me some sort of access/verification code to the number in order to get the process started.

I then spent several hours tweaking the new phone trying to match it to looks & perform roughly identical to the primary device, which was problematic due to the fact that the ''files transfer'' operation was not entirely clean (even managing to make some of the inner workings of the newer phone... the ringtones & notification sounds as the most evident ...inaccessible), and during the process I'd managed to ''lock'' the SIM card through my repeated attempts to ascribe an ''unlocking'' access code to it, whereupon I also discovered that each SIM is apparently assigned with its own unique PUK reactivation code.

November 5, 2024 (Tuesday)
23:55, Eastern Standard Time

Because my computer system decided it wanted to be an insufferable pain in the ass right at the very moment that it had actually occurred (which prevented me from regaining access for about an additional 40-or-so minutes), I was unable to post the following rant on my ''Community'' section of my ''Who?Tube'' home channel:

I was recently awakened from sleep by the neighbor across from me screaming nastily at the neighbor two doors down from me, disparaging his "Veteran" Status... angrily shouting invective at him, accusing him of being a [quote] "BABY KILLER"! [unquote] ... And, Yes, he just so happens to be a "Vietnam War" Vet!
(that is NOT a picture of him below, by the way)

And what exactly was it that this man did that set this angry disgusting woman off so?

Well, just have a look at Today's "DATE" --

It's November 5, 2024 ~ "Super Tuesday" Election Day! ...

...and my Vietnam Vet neighbor has the defiant brass balls to be an outspoken supporter of the ="WRONG"= Candidates for President and Vice-President! (according to the angry female neighbor)

~ So naturally, my neighbor across the way is just some typical Old Lonely Bitter "Cat Lady" LEFTY-LIBERAL... right?

Well... all of those descriptors I've given about her are indeed correct and accurate -- *EXCEPT* for the "Lefty-Liberal" part!

You see... the Female neighbor in question is a Dyed-in-the-Wool unabashed and unapologetic Trump-idolizing "MAGA Cult" Zombie! -- And the thing my Vietnam Vet neighbor did that so effectively tripped her "Snowflake Karen" trigger is the fact that a "War Vet" has the unmitigated gall to be a PROUD supporter of the "HARRIS/Walz" Presidential ticket!

Do y'all remember when this schitt used to be the "Other Way Around"???

Whatever happened to Right Wingers / Conservatives / "Republicans" advocating: "SUPPORT OUR TROOPS!" and "HONOR VETS FOR THEIR SERVICE!" and "IF YOU LOVE YOUR FREEDOM, THANK A VET!" and all that jazz?

This is the Poison and the Power of DONALD TRUMP and his "MAGA Cult"! ~ They have the uncanny ability to FLIP SOCIETY upside-down on its head and literally create "OPPOSITE WORLD"!

Orwell... you undershot the "Target Year" of your famous (infamous?) seminal novel by only FOUR DECADES!

= [ end of line ] =

I figured this outburst must've erupted from her as a result of Vote Count results skewing heavily in favor of Kamala Harris'... only for me to go online to check the progress and to be presented with the utter shock and horror that Harris is essentially getting steamrolled by Trump... INCLUDING/ESPECIALLY in the "Popular" Vote! My only hope remains that these numbers are not yet reflective of the counting of "Absentee/Mail-In" ballots which may come later -- otherwise, America is a sick twisted lost cause, and Americans themselves are simply just plain EVIL and/or Morally deficient MASOCHISTS... there's just no other way to interpret it at this point!!!

November 7, 2024 (Thursday)
23:55, Eastern Standard Time

Conducted the follow-up scraping away at my pubic scar in the Post-Midnight / very early Pre-Dawn hours... then commenced to sleep for almost the entire remainder, not returning to any sort of activities until around 20:00 or so... still bummed out and infuriated about what Americans have subjected this Country to yet again... only now, with NO END in sight, as I'm convinced ''Orange Hitler'' meant exactly what he's been telling us all this time about his intending to be a "Dictator [supposedly 'only'] On Day-One'' and ''Fixing It'' so that Americans will never have to vote again. I hope those Morons get to experience EVERY BIT of what they've set themselves up as targets for to the FULLEST extent... and bloody DARE them to come running to me for any sort of a sympathetic emotional tampon and convenient shoulder to cry upon! ~ #NoMoreFucksGiven

November 18, 2024 (Monday)
19:45, Eastern Standard Time

Took my ''Kitchen Divider'' curtains and bedding to the laundry this morning, only to discover that the washing unit I'd used-- the one which had not been occupied, simultaneously being the one that had malfunctioned on me the last time I'd tried using it --was again inoperable (whether from faulty repair or from having never been repaired at all, I'm unaware), resulting again in my loss of five quarter-dollar coins, which led me to emptying the other washer to accommodate my own load which I now had to transfer from the water-filled tub beside it, which led to my determined decision NOT to shell-out an additional $1.25 for use of the dryer, opting instead to hang the damp items around the apartment to allow them to ''air-dry'' out on their own.

While those laundry items were being washed, I finally got around to laying all of my throw rugs outside of the deck and spray-washed them down with some dish detergent using the garden hose.

November 19, 2024 (Tuesday)
22:00, Eastern Standard Time

While engaging in my latest breakdown prep, I finally got around to switching out all of the peripherals attached to my ''Working Computer'' with those which I'd designated to be assigned with the secondary and tertiary ''standby'' machines, until around 14:15 or so, when I took a break for the purpose of making a trip to ''Sam's Club'' for a roto-chicken, bread, and a case of ''Lipton [fake] Peach Tea'' so that I could have something to drink other than this disgusting Florida Municipal Water which I'd been consuming straight for about the past three weeks when I'd completely gone through all of my tea and coffee reserves.

One the way out, I carried a stack of about half of my of my collection of Bibles (having cut out my ''Ex Libris'' information from their inside covers beforehand) and dropped them off in the laundry room, where someone had set-up a sort of ''borrowing library,'' to which I'd already ''contributed'' my excess and unwanted DVD/BD movies back in September. It wasn't that I'd wanted to rid myself of the books, despite having largely ignored them for years now, but reasoned that since there are multi-translation/version comparison ''online hubs'' and because these things are continually being ''revised'' and ''re-revised,'' keeping them on hand is largely a waste of space: I made a determination to particularly retain those editions which are ''Divine Name'' inclusive translations, one that was a gift from a former co-worker of mine when I'd worked at the medical products extrusion factory in Kansas, and several translations not listed among the ''comparison'' website

I ventured up to the Post Office prior to my shopping errand to retrieve my latest ''Amazon'' order, which consisted of a phone case for the new phone (for which a previous case I'd purchased for my current ''Main'' phone proved to be a tad bit too loose and was somewhat of a headache to operate), a Music CD from a second ''Big Crown'' recording artist, calling themselves,  ''Thee Marloes,''  and a cheap plastic enclosing clipboard which I'd only tacked-on to the order because Damazon re-established ''$35'' as their ''minimum'' price point for products to be eligible for ''Free Shipping.''

I'd found that grapefruits had returned to stock at ''Sam's,'' so with a little bit of hesitation (given my remaining time frame) I grabbed a bag, as well as making an impulse buy of their ''cauliflower crust'' pizza (not expecting it to be as good as those sold at ''Aldi'').

While re-stationing my motorcycle after my return, I'd managed to slice off a chunk of skin from the bottom of the tip of my right ring finger as I was attempting to spin the front wheel around to hide the air intake nipple to discourage any saboteurs from deflating my tires: the injury has made typing with this standardization-defying designed difficult to use stiff and unresponsive keyboard even that much more of a frustration & hassle to use!

November 21, 2024 (Thursday)
23:50, Eastern Standard Time

In preparing for a ''nap'' a few hours ahead of my Opthal-exam, I checked my email to get the exact time of my appointment and discovered that I'd confused the days and was actually supposed to have gone in  Tuesdaay,  meaning I'd twice missed what were to be my last pair of local appointments.

Later in the afternoon, I finally reached out to ''Mimi'' extending the invitation of one (or perhaps two) final ''Pussy Licking'' offer(s) before I ha'alele out of penis-shaped insane ''ASS''-ylum... but the night ended without me hearing back from her.

*''Forgotten Mention'' / *UPDATE* ~ (for Wed. 20)

In checking for the precise time, I'd again discovered yet another missed date/oversight in that the new  ''Outlook''  email address I'd established (to match and compliment the  ''gmail''  accounts so that each could serve as the opposite's ''recovery'' account... and so that I could establish a separate email address for any potential employers down the line) had actually occurred last night (Wed.) well before Midnight, rather than during the Post-Midnight hours this morning, as I'd [again] erroneously believed.

November 22, 2024 (Friday)
23:55, Eastern Standard Time

Around Noon, I proceeded to take a few snapshots of the ''ghost PC'' & its components before transferring them to the parking area where I keep my motorcycle locked, but accessing it by going out of the ''back door'' and cutting across the next door property to swing back around to the streetside in order to avoid being detected by niele ''MAGA Mary's'' doorbell camera, so as to not give her any indications of my moving-out activities: I then proceeded to create a ''Craig's List'' ad post detailing the items and their conditions & performance capabilities, announcing that they'd been set out as ''FREE'' items for pickup.

During my return from my first carryout trip (entering through the 'front' door) I was greeted with a letter from the 'Prop-Man' taped to the door, announcing that one of their representatives was intending to enter the apartment around the same time to conduct their ''inspection,'' but no one actually arrived throughout the day.

Also discovered today, unless it was some indication of problems with the ''network,'' that ''Who?Tube/Goo-Goo'' had managed to find out about and block the 'exploit' that allowed my most recent downloaded multimedia player to access uploaded content on their site and play it ''offsite'' (which I'd used as ''back-up playback'' whenever trying to view things ''on-site'' became problematic). Guess I shouldn't even be surprised.

November 23 - 24, 2024 (Saturday - Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Received a return call from ''Mimi'' a minute shy of 7:40  Saturday Morning (Nov. 23),  which I'd managed to sleep through because for some unknown reason her assigned ''ringtone'' got hijacked switched out to the 'system default' -- which was the same reason why I had not been alerted to / made aware of the text she'd sent to me Thursday Evening, in response to the one I'd opened with earlier that Afternoon, wherein she'd stated that they'd just returned from a trip to NYC.

In this latest text, she said she did want to come over, but that she'd have to hire a ''ride-share'' to come out to visit (assuming it meant she could not keep up with her vehicle payments again and that it must've been repossessed... I didn't ask, and she didn't volunteer).

I texted her back as soon as I'd become aware of her message (8:50) and told her that she should not put herself through all of the hassle if making the trip was going to be costing her money and inconvenience. We engaged in a brief back-&-forth before she finally phone-called, where she'd asked more questions about my impending departure (saying she though I'd had 'til the end of the year before I had to leave) and discussing whether she'd be able to swing by: she said she thought she might be able to be dropped off by a client she was meeting with, then would call a ride-share back out, but that she would let me know if that was something she might be able to work out.

In the end, I'd received no follow-ups on either of the two days, and by time  Sunday (Nov. 24)  had come around, my ''mildly annoying'' migraine that I'd been nursing all day Saturday had gone ''Full-Blown,'' which would've resulted in my canceling the ''Date'' anyway.

Later in the day Sunday I proceeded to do the parts I was dreading and trying to avoid the most: reserving my VA Post Office Box (opting for the location just around the corner from the house, not for the convenience, but for the fact that the location I did want-- the Main building across from the  ''Civic Center''  [which I'll NEVER refer to as anything else] --did not have [or does not offer?] the ''smallest'' box sizes... and with the last price increase, there was no way I was going to be shelling out OVER $200 for the privilege); then going through the tedious & painful motions of reserving my ''Penske'' rental truck (more or less being 'forced' to go with the ''16-footer,'' as the next smaller size does not include a ''ramp''), whose company I'd chosen after researching between them and ''U-Haul,'' with the latter sounding too many alarms and raising too many Red Flags that I dared to go with the quite likely more expensive option. One of the ''brighter points,'' I suppose, was the fact that ''Penske'' was offering a ''10% off'' promotion for this month, the application of which essentially canceled out the ''tax'' assessed.

In between those two nightmares I'd again attempted to access my account to pay whatever balance was currently on my ''Chase'' card, and again found myself locked out from getting through until their system could ''verify'' who I was by texting my phone -- and they, too, just like that ''CapitalOne'' @!!!$%&, offered no sort of ''workaround'' outside of my being able to again access everything through the App... but again it REFUSED to allow me to update my information, forcing me to call, get run through a bunch of hoops, only to emerge with a message that I was calling during ''off-hours''!!! So that's  ALL THREE  credit card providers putting me through this shit, and God only knows why at this point, and it's infuriating the fucc out of me that there are essentially no other alternatives! I do know this, though... as a result of these hate-inducing headaches, I'll be responding by CANCELING my ''Chase'' checking account and will be transferring what little pittance Elon, Jeff, and Mark allowed to trickle down my way into one of the Regional banks, which are probably all just ''Truist,'' now anyway.

November 25, 2024 (Tuesday)
22:10, Eastern Standard Time

Called the ''Prop-Man'' office early-ish this morning (9:40) to inform them of my plan to vacate the apartment, but was redirected to an answering machine which was not responded to until almost 13:00. Asking what needed to be done in order to complete the transition properly, I was instructed to ''drop-off'' the apartment keys in their office's drop box when I leave, as the office would be closed for the ''Holiday Weekend''... which continued to confuse me, as I was always of the belief that  ''No-Fucks-Given''  was something that always occurred on the  ''Third Thursday''  of the November month! I was also informed that because I'd not announced my move-out with a 30-days advance notice I'd be responsible for forfeiting part of my 'Security Deposit' to cover the entirety of next month's rent as well (as my Martha is so fond of saying: ''They always find a way to get you!'').

I then proceeded to call the Electricity Provider to schedule my ''shut-off'' time, which was something the Prop-Man Rep said was something I could do in advance, and which technically would be me transferring the ''Name'' on the Account back to the Holding Company which owns the property, whereby I was once again informed that the process would not be executed until Monday, again because of the ''Holiday Weekend.'' So because of the Holiday Shutdown, we arranged it so that the Account-Name ''switchover'' would take place Tomorrow (Wednesday) Night just shy of Midnight, and I would continue to use what little I still required until ha'alele time Friday.

I then finished-up by scheduling a ''shut-off date'' with ''Spectrum,'' which turned out to be something I could do with them as well: I was informed that rather than stressing out over where & whether I could drop-off my modem/router equipment within my remaining time frame, I could simply turn it all over to''UPS,'' and they'd effect the return for me.

During my time speaking with the ''Spectrum'' rep, I'd carelessly managed to yank the phone out of my hand and it slammed to the floor (I'd still had it charging inside the PC USB port), whereupon it had caused a pit and an expanding crack across the face of the device, but it seemed to have affected only the ''screen protector'' glass sheet. ) I also requested another prescription refill attempt with ''Walgreens,'' hoping to pick it up on my way back from a planned trip tomorrow to Tampa or Lutz or wherever da-hel the ''MD Market'' where I'd gotten my ''bowlate'' was located. Later in the Night, I registered a new ''reddit'' account in a surreptitious attempt to re-introduce myself to the area without carting a lot of the questionable baggage of my past online activities.

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