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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Life Gets Better From Here On Out

Well, I made it! I am now officially an RV owner. Actually this is a camper trailor. I've always wanted to know what it's like to live in an RV, and for at least the next 3 years, I will learn. At the end of that 3 year period, this RV will be mine! I plan to purchase a van and haul this tin can all over the coastline. Who knows? I may see places I've never seen before. After I have seen every place there is to see on the coast, I might decide to purchase some land and rent this RV to other people. It'd be great for a student. If I can put it on a piece of land of my own, I can get $600 a month for it easy! Thats another thing I've always wanted to do, own some rental property. I used to see the commercials about how to start a rental business and I would dream about it. This would be an excellent start into a business like that. I hope to be fair with my tenants, and allow pets as well. I always like to say I am pet friendly because I do love animals, and I also understand how much other people love their pets. I'd have to limit the pet deal however to only a small dog. No cats and no big dogs. Nor medium-sized dogs. hehe. Well!! I want to be pet friendly but cats are very destructive, and so are big dogs. When I had cats, they messed up all my carpets. Fortunately my family owned the house and I had a shampooer I was able to get it all out, but it showed me that cats are every bit as messy as big dogs are. Only my chihuahuas, and Minnie, have been easy-going and non-destructive. So sometimes I can understand why a lot of people who rent don't want to allow pets. Service animals are another thing, one has to allow that. You know there is an ad on Craigslist by someone who wants to rent a camper, and does not want to allow pets. The ad says "Not even service animals". That's illegal. That would be denying a disabled person a home just because they have to have a service animal.

Well, all this is just a dream right now, but looking ahead, it might come true. Maybe someday. But anyway, no matter what, I am getting a taste of what it's like to live in an RV. It's what I always wanted to experience! I'm trying to fix up this place for winter because believe me, it gets COLD in here!!! The first couple of days after I moved in here, I didn't have a heater, and it was freezing out! In order to get warm, I had to stay under my bed covers and cuddle with the dogs up against me. Well, Vegas was bred as a lap-warmer. That's the purpose Chihuahuas served before they became popular housepets. When it's cold, I even find Minnie stays under the covers. She usually does not like the covers. So the second evening, I went to this little RV parts store and got myself a space heater. It's wonderful and made specifically for RVs. But it's small. So my father came up and visited this past week and he brought me the oil heater that he kept in his camper. So I keep that out now and keep it going and it stays nice and warm in here. BTW, my father said not to worry about what Kathy said about me. Those are her feelings, not his. Looks like Kathy and I will never really get along. I don't want to hurt my father's feelings, so I will try to be nice. Won't be easy though. But I've done nice things to people who I didn't like several times. No matter how nasty and mean I try to sound on here, I always try to be nice no matter what. I don't want to deliberately hurt anyone.

Well, now that we got it warmer in here, there is another thing I need to adjust on: the size. This is a 35-foot long RV, but it is still small inside. There are no slide-outs at all. Campers usually do not have them. At least not when this thing was new. This is a 1995 model trailor. But everything in here is tiny! Small spaces, small doorways. I barely have the room I have for the oil heater, which is why the little space heater is such a better option. But it doesn't get everything as warm as quickly as the oil heater. Me, being so darned fat, I can fit through the doorways, but if I ever get any wider, I won't be able to. LOL! Campers were not made with fat people in mind. But I hardly eat here so I don't think there is much chance I will get wider. And since I catch the bus everywhere now, I do more walking than average. Maybe I'll even lose weight. Who knows? Really, it doesn't matter to me. I'm actually almost afraid to lose weight. If I lose weight, I'll probably be gorgeous again, and you know what that will mean. I could be kidnapped, raped, maybe even murdered. I don't know though, maybe not if I stayed here. My neighbors here will look after me, so I was told. The manager here is also very nice. But poor thing, her illness gets in the way. When I moved in, she told me she would take me and another woman out that she wants me to meet. She never said exactly when she wants to do that, she just said the next day. Well, the next day came, and she got sick. And I needed to go out for a few things. She could not go, so she said she would do it the next day, and I said OK. Well, the next day came and went, and she was so sick she had to go to the hospital. I told her not to worry about it then, I'll just go out myself. I told her to just concentrate on getting herself better. I haven't bothered her about it since. And I still have not met this woman she said I should meet. But I suppose we will happen on one another someday soon. So whenever I need to go someplace, I either walk, take the bus or take a cab. Depending on how far I need to go and what I need to do! Obviously if I need to shop for the month, I cannot walk. Not unless I can get myself one of those roll-away carts. I have plenty of food supplies though. A lot of it I still have left over from when I lived in Bozeman.

Well, all of this is new to me, I am still working on getting used to it here. And getting used to living in an RV. It'll take a lot of patience and time. I thought my first night here that I was not going to like it at all. But then I have thought that for every new home we have moved into in the past, and usually after a while, I wind up loving it so much I don't want to leave. Except in the case of when we moved to Lakewood and when I moved to Bozeman. I knew I would not like Bozeman! This place is somewhat like Bozeman only better! I have the mountains behind me and the ocean in front of me. I love the area for sure! But until I actually have had a chance to get used to living in an RV, I cannot say for sure if I am going to love this or not. It'll take a while to see if I really do like this, or if it's just not for me. I hope to learn to love it. The most important thing though is now I have my dogs back with me where they belong. That was the main thing I had trouble adjusting to. That was the only thing I hated about leaving Patti's house! Knowing I would not be able to cuddle my babies again for a long while. That was depressing to me. But now we are all together again, and that will help me a lot in my adjustment. Been good having them back with me again. I had so much lost time with them to make up for. Not that I didn't think they were well taken care of, I mean those people that took them in were very good to them. After a while they really did not want to give them back to me. But it's just that I wanted them with me. I wanted to be able to hold them and cuddle them whenever I wanted to. I wanted to feel them licking my arms, and my face again when they felt like it, I wanted to see their sweet little faces and see their little tails waggling. That is why if I ever get rental property, I will never deny someone else their small dogs as I was. As long as the owner is responsible. Really though, those are very hard to find. Not everyone is as responsible a pet owner as I am!

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Take My Picture

This past Saturday I finally finished a job at the Walmart in Yelm that I was doing for Straight Talk and the Make a Wish Foundation. It was a 4-week job and I was getting paid pretty good. The money I made will help me get into my new place. Well, during lunch break, I went to the local gas station to get lunch for me and a friend, who was also there. When I got in line, I was standing behind this one young woman, she looked to be about 20 or 25 years old and was dressed like a whore. First thing I know she has her phone camera raised and I am seeing myself on the screen. Then I realized she had just taken my picture! I don't even know this girl! And she is one of those "all-put-together", very attractive girls. Why in the world would she want a picture of a fat, ugly old crone like me? At least if she would have told me she was taking my picture I could have smiled or said cheese, or something like that. The only reason I can deduce as to why she had taken my pic is she is doing it for one of those websites where they show pics of fat, ugly people like me and allow visitors to laugh, poke and prod at us like we are monkeys in the zoo. Oh well. LOL! I have all kinds of my own pics on the internet. If this chick likes going around and collecting pics of ugly people, I don't mind contributing. I would just have felt better if I'd had a chance to smile or fix myself up for the pic, instead of looking like I had been standing on my feet all morning, trying to flag strangers down at Walmart to talk to them about Straight Talk or their brand of Smartphones. Instead, my face had an expression like "WTF?!?!" hehe!

Its amazing how many people I told this to, and said they would have beat the shit out of that bitch. Even my friend who was back at the Walmart waiting for me said that. That was their words, not mine! LOL! But that is undoubtedly why this young woman did not tell me she was taking my pic. She was afraid I'd beat her up or something. She just snapped the picture and didn't say a word at all. In fact, I did not detect any emotion at all in her face. But I take it she was just being very secretive about what she was doing. But according to the law, it is not illegal to take someone's picture in a public place. Even if it is against their will. If I didn't already have so many pics and videos up on the internet of myself, I would have lost my temper. But ugly as I am, I am obviously not ashamed to show myself to the world. I thought long and hard about doing that LONG before I ever put up any pics of myself on the internet. I knew there would be people poking fun at me and saying all kinds of nasty things, but then I said what the hell?! People do that kind of stuff all the time, and most of the time, chances are very good I'll never meet any of those people. I'll most likely never see that young woman again, ever. So really, nothing she or any of her viewers can ever say would hurt me or bother me. Just a bit of FYI there to those that have ever had this happen.

I am not that easily offended anyway. I used to be when I was younger, but at my current age I think "Oh well. What someone else thinks of me is really none of my concern." That's why I say only friends and family can hurt me. No one else. Friends and family I know I will see again, and family is supposed to support one another. Which reminds me, I may be about to disown my father. He told my sis something that Kathy said to him, and I thought it was very offensive. Kathy is his wife, my stepmom. I was just telling ma and John the other day how nice of a person Kathy is, and now to hear she is saying shit about me when I am not around. It's all about that weekend I spent at dad's place. Well! The first thing he did when I got there was blow his nose on the kitchen hand towel, and I don't tolerate that from no one! I should have up and left right then! Bathroom hand towels are one thing (as long as it's his own bathroom and I don't have to use it), but kitchen hand towels, where food is prepared, I draw the line at that! I mentioned this to ma, and she said he's always done that! I was like "Gross!!! And I grew up with him doing that???" No wonder I was always sick! I always had colds, sore and strep throats growing up. Now I know why! Well Kathy said that if dad ever invites me to stay the night at their place again, she was going to divorce him. Now, my father has a tendency to exaggerate, but I need to confront Kathy with this. Because whatever happened that weekend is none of her business. It's just between me and my father. And my dumb sister was taking Kathy's side in this! That's a pretty horrible ultimatum for Kathy to make considering she only heard one side of the story. Like I said, my father exaggerates. He probably blew everything up all out of proportion. I tried to get along with him while I was there. And he admitted himself that he acted like a pig and apologized for it. I forgave him too, and I never brought it up again.

Maybe I am old fashioned, but once you apologize to someone, and the other person forgives you, you're supposed to never do that thing again you apologized for. That's what I always do. Once someone apologizes, and they are sincere, I forgive them, make up with them, and I never bring it up again. But my father is not like that. He carries a grudge, and carries it, and carries it, and carries it. This will be stuck in his craw until the day he dies I'll bet ya! He brings it up all the time, I don't. I was willing to forgive and forget. Even though my father is a slob, I was willing to just let it all go and maybe start all over again. My ma said he's always resented me, even before I was born he resented me for some reason. I did notice that when we were kids, my father was much more stand-offish with me than he was with my sis. He was also a lot less forgiving with me than he was with my sis. Maybe that is why I am the way I am now. I see men on first sight and I don't trust them. It takes me a long time to trust men, much longer than it takes me to trust women. But after this last weekend's experience, I think I'd better rethink that again. Seems women cannot be trusted any more than men.

Well, I mentioned to ma that if my father chooses Kathy over me, he's going to lose me. I'll not consider him my father anymore. He'll just be a stranger to me. I mean that too. I will hope that Anna respects this too. I need to confront Kathy with this though. I must know. Knowing how much my father exaggerates, Kathy may not have said that. Or she may have said it in a heated moment or something. I need to find out. If that actually turns out to be true, I'll turn to my father and say "OK father. Now you have a choice. You can either accept me and tell Kathy to screw herself, or you can support Kathy's decision and I'll divorce you as my father." And I will too!

I admit it, I am a germaphobe! There are some things I don't take to very well. I like my kitchen to be spotless, and I don't like inner-body secretions that come from unclean areas in certain places in my kitchen. I draw the line at nose and eye snot, urine and shit. I don't want those in my kitchen. I feel if a person is going to blow their nose in the kitchen, DO NOT do it on the hand towels where other people wipe their hands!!! No one wants another person's snot on their hands!! Use a paper towel or a kleenex. That's what they are made for. I thought that was rude and crude of my father to do that while I was preparing food in the kitchen. I expect other people I visit to be the same way I am. I also admit I can never live with a stranger. I tried with Patti. Well, in all fairness, Patti was a lunatic, and she told a lot of lies to get me in there so she would not have to pay the entire cost of the rent. She probably even lied to her brother to get me out of there. She probably pushed him to make the decision to get me out of there. I do not believe for one second that she even tried to make that work out. In all honesty, I think Patti was having withdrawl symptoms related to drug and alcohol abuse. That's why the last 2 days I was there, she was so nasty. She told me she does not drink much. I think she drank far more than she led on. She looked like a morphine addict. I remember her eyes were always so wide and even in the dark, her pupils were very dialated. She probably did that too, and was afraid to do it while I was there knowing I do not drink or do drugs, and if I found out she did them, I'd report her to the police and her workplace. That is why she wanted me out of there and was so hateful the last 2 days.

Oh and to the dirty dozen mob, if you want to report this post to Patti, go for it! :) You know you want to. Without posting private info about her on here, which would get me in trouble, I'll post her ad, and you can e-mail it to her if you want. Be my guest! The ad is still up on Craigslist. Knowing the dirty dozen the way I do, they would never pass up a chance like this. But I don't mind, I want Patti to know I am on to her. Better yet, e-mail the "4-days From Hell" post to her. http://olympic.craigslist.org/roo/3272640600.html

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Jared Milton

I was watching some of this kid's videos last night, he's the one who first came out with the idea of starting some kind of war against people who hate Justin Beiber. He tries to sound all intimidating in his videos, but he comes off as simply disgusting! I watch him talk and he is so annoying in every way! He reminds me a lot of Kim Hedges back at that apartment in Bozeman; he's dumb as dirt, crosseyed, ugly as shit, wants people to think he's perfect, and pretends not to be bothered by what others think of him. He's just like Kim in every way! LOL! I wouldn't be surprised if those two are in some way related, they are so much alike! They both probably like the same music. I know that kid's real name is not Jared Milton. He admitted in one of his videos that the name is made up. Unlike Kim though, in some ways, he sounds like a well-educated teenager. He uses words that you don't usually hear come from someone who is 14 years old, and he uses them well. But I say he is dumb as dirt because he made videos that has gotten him in a lot of trouble worldwide and he does not believe he did anything wrong.

Here is his first video, where he declares war against people who hate Justin Beiber.

This was the video that got him in so much trouble. Especially with Anonymous. Anonymous prides it's self in hassling children who make videos, especially when the videos contain death threats. That's what this Jared Milton does in this video. He's always saying how his parents can hack everyone, and he has permission from the CIA and FBI to hack people and post their private information on some website that he bought. And later he says how 30 minutes after putting up that site, Anonymous hacked it. Well, I don't blame Anonymous! This dumb kid had no right to threaten anyone! And for what reason? Because we hate Justin Boober? This kid thinks he's doing Justin Beiber some kind of favor by posting up these videos, when really, I'm sure Justin Beiber would be pissed at him, because he is making not only Justin Beiber fans look bad, but also Justin Beiber himself!

I know if I were Justin Beiber, I would not want to know this kid is representing my fans. Anyway, here is where Jared Milton starts to sound like Kim from Bozeman:

I think this is the video he is referring to. I always burst out laughing every time he says "You're not getting to me" or "You can't hurt me!" and then turns around and reads his comments while sobbing and crying. It's very clear that the comments are getting to him.

Here he sounds like Kim again:

Here, Anonymous decided to have some fun with him:

Now, if there is one group on the internet you don't want to piss off, it's Anonymous. Even I try to stay away from them, and I'm pretty bold. When I left Bozeman, I walked through a room full of people who wanted to kill me, and didn't give a shit. I just carried on like nothing was wrong. I'm usually pretty brave! Like a wolverine. But when it comes to Anonymous, I back off. They're like a pack of wolves, they work as one. And they can hack anything. I once even heard about how they hacked the sprinkler system of a business that pissed them off. That's one of the main reasons why I never post threats on the internet. Besides the fact that I just don't like to threaten people. But I would rather have a gang of angry vegan fanatics come at me with pitchforks and torches than to have Anonymous after me! I would rather be forced into a room, tied to a couch with no Timmy pics, and have Andy DiSanti with his stinking body odor sit next to me, and pictures of Kim Hedges naked all over the walls for 90 days than to have Anonymous discover me. I would rather have a chihuahua that looks like the Taco Bell dog than to have Anonymous after me. LOL! That is how nervous they make me. I have a friend that showed me a picture of her daughter holding an Anonymous mask, and even that made me nervous! I don't even know for sure if her daughter is a member of Anonymous. Just looking at the mask made me nervous, and I thought "I'd better not piss off this friend!" LOL! Not that I ever would, she's such a nice person anyway.

Seriously though, if these dumb teenagers are going to try something like this, then have the balls to stand up and say "OK, I was wrong. But I am not perfect!" instead of trying to say you are perfect. That's what makes me laugh is these teenagers saying shit like this guy (and Jessi Slaughter) and getting maximum trolling, then coming off trying to make us think we're jealous because they are 'perfect' or rich or something like that. It only makes them look dumb. I am not rich, and don't pretend to be. I know damn well I am not perfect, so I never try to convince people I am. I have made some accomplishments that I am proud of, and I do boast from time to time. But I get trolled all the time. And believe me when I say it does not faze me. You will NEVER see me crying in a video over something someone on the internet has said to me or about me. The only people that can hurt me like that are my friends and family. That's the way it is when you reach my age. I don't take kindly to threats though. I don't mind name-calling, but I am very wary of threats. Even if the threat is mild. Like the guy who said its time to get my "mentally retarded" sister out of Montana, and then added "It's going to happen." I took that last sentence as a threat. It may be a mild threat, but it is still a threat. The "mentally retarded" part does not bother me though. My sis is going to the university, which is probably a lot more than this person who made the threat can ever say about himself. Not saying he's maybe jealous, but if you are going to call someone else 'mentally retarded', you'd better make absolutely certain your own backyard is clean!

Sunday, October 7, 2012

The Bad Seed

Well, I am a little bit upset, but not entirely. It's a good thing I did not count too heavily on this lead! Before I left Bozeman, my partner and I were assigned a calling job with a company in Texas. My job was as the secretary and my partner's job was as a head of a call center. Well, the hiring manager was a man who called himself Lake Davis. I spoke to him on Skype a couple times at the request of my partner, since that is part of my job. When I signed on to my partner's Skype account and saw Lake's profile, I thought it was kindof odd! The very first thing I noticed is that his profile picture is of an anime character. You all know how I feel about anime! I hate it! I cannot even half watch those cartoons because I hate the motion. The characters are simply ugly too. I thought it was odd that Lake's profile pic was of an anime cartoon character, but I didn't want to think the worst. Even though deep down inside, I did think the worst. Some of the worst people I've ever seen online are anime fanatics. They always have some anime cartoon character as their avatar or profile picture. But as a professional in online freelancing, I am not allowed to judge anyone based on their interests if they are offering us a job. So I set my fears aside and just continued on with the set up. I believe though that I did mention something similar to my partner. But we brushed it off because I wanted to give Lake Davis a chance.

I was supposed to get money each month from my partner. But the first month after hiring ended, and I hadn't received anything. Then the next month came and went, no paycheck. So I finally decided to contact my partner. He said he has never received anything either from Lake. And then he showed me this website. Seems little mister Lake Davis is a fraud! Check it out! http://scamalert.activaworld.com/?p=6 He has scammed not only me and my partner, but many other individuals as well. He sounded so nice to talk to, but behind his kind words and gentle voice, is an evil heart! In a way, I was kindof counting on the money we were supposed to get from him to help me in my month-to-month expenses. But also in a way, I did not count too heavily on this lead either. Simply because he is an anime freak. I don't really trust them! I've seen several of them throughout the internet, on several message boards, chatrooms, and on YouTube, and usually they are bad news. I've never had anyone, who has an anime profile pic, say anything nice or positive in any of my videos or anywhere. Usually if I see they have a profile pic made up of some anime cartoon character, I don't generally even read their comment, because I know it's not going to be a friendly one.

That's what anime seems to be doing to today's kids' minds. Kids are becoming disrespectful and conventionally nasty people. Not too long ago, I saw an article in a blog someone posted, referring back to my blog here, and a post I wrote about today's kids and anime cartoons, and the bad influence I feel anime is having on today's kids. They compared american kids watching anime and japanese kids watching anime. Anime does not seem to have the same effect on japanese kids as it does on american kids. Well, having lived in a predominantly japanese household, I can tell you that japanese kids don't watch as much television as american kids. The japanese go to school for 10 hours a day, including Saturdays. So they don't have as much time to devote to watching anime cartoons as american kids do. But go to the darker side of Japan, and watch children there who may have spent more hours watching anime cartoons, and you might see that they are just like american children are. Even like some young american adults.