and the heat goes on

Truth be told, it's wearing my old ass out, not to mention what it's doing to the electric bill and the price of food in the near future. Not that I can afford to buy much, mind you. Lord, how I miss protein! That loan I got which will be paid off in about five years allowed me to get back on the internet and pay last month's phone bill plus get rid of one payday loan. Two more to go and I'll be 120 a month richer without the interest. During the time when BG wasn't working that was the only way we survived here on the hill. Now it's time to pay the piper.

So now Syria is in a full fledged civil war and the dickhead who's running the show is in hiding somewhere after his front men got knocked off by rebels. That Russia and China are still playing nice with him just makes me sick, and pissed off. What the hell are they thinking?? Oh yeah...it's all that $$ they're making off of arms sales.

My old friends at DirecTV have their balls in a bind right now what with Viacom playing dirty, According to the evil ones, Viacom wants them to pick up one channel at the price of half a billion or else they take MTV and Comedy Central plus a whole shitload of other channels hostage. Adding insult to injury, I regularly receive a collection notice on the out of contract service fees that they stole by running my debit card when I changed providers. That was three years ago, by the way. My daddy is beyond pissed because when you mess with his viewing pleasure, it ain't pretty. I hope the customer service rep enjoyed his rant today about the whole deal. Sucks to be ya'll!

My friend Michelle got the biggest kick out of searching for Dyer county and sheep yesterday and discovering the story of a West Tennessee sheriff holed up in a Missouri motel with his ewe friends. He has gone on to rack up a bunch of DUI's and whatnot, and I don't have a clue where his ornery ass is at the moment. His daddy was the big dog law enforcement back in the day when prisoners had no rights and were summarily beaten and tortured just because he and his staff were in the mood.

Since Mama had her big knee infection she can't get up in my brother's truck to go get her hair did every week so it's been like working a crossword puzzle trying to get her there and back. She proudly took the bull by the horns and hired a lady who shuttles the elderly to and fro to carry her there today. She looked real nice when I stopped in to count pills this afternoon. Both of them look at me like "the enemy" now since the subject of assisted living is always the elephant in the room when we're together. I never bring it up, but it is unspoken.

Early voting has started which means I can slip in to vote for my friend Sheila for property assessor whenever I have time. Her opponent is a young guy with no experience who was once a payday loan shark and bail bondsman. She has been in the office for 25 years and was appointed by the county commission to finish out the remainder of the term when her boss retired. What should be a no-brainer has turned into a huge pile of campaign signs being pulled up and Dyer county voters faced with a decision. As we all know, money talks. I hope to Big Ernie she pulls this one off.

I'm in a mood, and not a good one. I'm sick and tired of being broke and working my ass off just to survive. There are plenty of other people in the same boat and we're all just floundering, waiting for some big magical turnaround. I am tired of big corporations running my life every which way but loose. Little Pollyanna Poopie wants to believe that it's all okay, but I'm doubtful. For the first time in my life I'm ready to give up.

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