RANDOMS: 11132022

Not dead… just still going through my things… Mostly really busy.

Work is… absolute shit and I will leave it at that. Well, not really. since my mom died and well (this will be news to you) I disowned/was disowned by my father (not sure if I will tell this story yet or if it will come out when I am ready to talk in detail about the death of my mother. As disrespectful of me as he has been, my kind heart sorta wants him to kick off before I say anything. On the other hand, while my mom was dying in her house, he was angry with me and my dying mother who couldn’t talk and decided to say to both of us “Guess I’ll go back to my room and listen to Fox News then” and proceeded to go to his room and blast Hannity. Look nobody wants to listen to that shit while they are dying. He also tried to tell me how great Kanye and Candice Owen are and how racism isn’t really real. Oh, and he also called _ME_ a racist… so yeah.. fuck him… this is only the tip of the iceberg with that man)…

What was I saying? Oh yeah, so since my mom died and I have no father, I am 100% on my own now- it’s terribly sad, and now I realize somewhat freeing. I am so sick of what I have been doing for going on 47 years of my life now (hey, my birthday is on the 23rd. Wanna get me something? No? That’s okay, my mom is the only one who has ever gotten me something over the last years and now she is dead so I won’t be getting shit on my birthday anymore.) I don’t want to do what I do anymore. I mean I do, but I don’t. In the new year, it’s looking 99% sure I will be without a job, if not sooner. I’m still going to Antarctica hell or high water… and I am trying to work on a bunch of little businesses. If anyone still gives an ounce, I will definitely need a lot of help coming in the new year. There will be a lot more posting going on.. I’l clue you into what websites you might want to watch. I think keeping my life compartmentalized works best for me, even if I am starting to finally shed my corporate side more and more.

There will be a patron. There will be a GoFundMe. I ain’t too proud to beg anymore. I want to have the last half of my life be happier and better than the first part. I absolutely am not in a position to do that right now… So much stuff in the background wiped me out financially last year… And without going into details, I had been saving and saving and saving so I could do what I am about to do with now NO money. But I got wiped out… because of my shitty fucking luck.

Fuck me.

Actually, don’t. My ass is raw enough as it is and I don’t like it.

Believe it or not, I’m starting to try to fight back again. She’s in there, somewhere, still… and she’s trying to fight back but man, it’s a real uphill battle. I spend moments where I end up crying still because I miss my mom. I have moments when I just look out the window and realize that I really am truly just… alone. More than I ever have been.

I miss my mom. You’re gonna get sick of me saying this, but I do. She and I had a lot of issues in the end but she was my mom. She loved me more than anything. I’m sure she still does wherever she is. I love her too.

Grief is a strange thing.

Anyway, a brief update. I have a lot to do today. Everything right now is focused on getting me where I need to be when I leave for Antarctica in Feb of 2023. You’re gonna wanna keep your eyes on me. Watch out for my Instagram. Watch out here… all my websites are going to start popping again in the New Year… and if you like my travel stories, those will start next year (fingers crossed).

Hey, if someone is feeling SUPER GENEROUS, I NEED this camera before Jan 15th. I will take a used one that works.

(Hey, if you don’t ask, you never even get a shot to see if the world is open.)

No, I am fucking serious… I am a broken (am I really?) mess who is trying her best to put herself back together and finish off this life strong. Help? I need help. C’mon… I know I am old and ugly now but I still deserve a fan club. I’m still one of the most amazing women you will ever know/observe. No hyperbole, just facts.

Okay, errands. Laters.

RANDOMS: 1132022 – Things that shouldn’t be but are.

Things that shouldn’t be legal probably and probably isn’t, but who gives a fuck anyway:

Massive Candy Crush Ad to be flashed over NYC via drones today.

Okay, well not really but the target IS NYC.

Considering Candy Crush is an Activision/Blizzard property, is anyone actually surprised by the things they do anymore? Bad PR is still PR, which I think is just the name of the game of the world these days. As you’ve heard me mention, the fastest way to get ahead these days is to be the biggest asshole that you can be.

I mean this is exactly what I think everyone wanted when they woke up this morning “Gee, how can the advertising be more intrusive into my life?” And the powers that be decided “I KNOW!! LET’S MAKE A NIGHTTIME DRONE SHOW THAT YOU CAN’T AVOID SEEING IF YOU GO OUTSIDE TONIGHT.”

I mean, really people?

I really want to create a lobby or something that will actually do something about privacy and invasiveness but as we all know, corporations have their hands deep in the pockets of government. It all just seems so positively… depressing.

Speaking of assholes:

People seem to still notice when you aren’t one. In regards to my post yesterday, I had a conversation last night that finally made me feel good. I have someone trying to look out for me and is trying to play a long game to help me out. Honestly, if they accomplish it, I’ll be shocked, but more so, I really want to give them a hug for even giving a fuck enough and seeing how poorly I am being treated. In that vein, they let me in on something yesterday that finally made me feel a little bit better in general. They let some on their team know what was going on and why I seemed to have “disappeared”. The most vocal on their team apparently said “Why would they take away the one person who cares about our team and tried to help us?” Apparently there was some agreement with that in the conversation from other members. Let me tell you something:

When I heard this, I sat silently on my couch for a moment, and I shed a tear (not that is a big deal, I shed a lot of them these days). My co-worker then asked me if I was okay since I was silent and I just said “That’s the nicest thing I have heard in a very long time. The fact that some people see what is going on and the fact that they know I cared and I tried to help them. The fact I was actually seen.

He told him “Thank you for telling me. I needed to hear that right about now.”

There are still some good people around but they are so far and few between.

More on assholes:

Crash and Burn, baby.

Meanwhile, not gonna lie… I’m enjoying the things that certain people are doing to make Twitter crash and burn. I mostly see all the wrong moves being made. Threats of firing, return to office, monetizing shit for the wrong reasons. Killing off the thing very things that made Twitter special to begin with… not that it was in a good place anyway. It’s always been hard to monetize Twitter… but not really. The things to do it were always there but for some reason, they didn’t want to implement it (subscription to be able to edit, auto-delete, create special tweet groups, etc… I could come up with a bunch and so could you and so have others but for some reason, these things were never implemented.) Maybe I should see if there is a source for me to see how fast people are leaving the platform… I mean I am sure there is a source but make time in my day to find it? LOL (probably not, I have enough to do)

And now finally:

Nobody reads this or follows me anymore and that probably a good thing. Maybe it gives me more freedom or maybe as I alluded to before, I really don’t give a shit anymore. Thinking about starting the Podcast back up. I know at one time, someone wanted to hear more personal stuff from me (you nosy bastard!) and maybe that’s a good place for me to start talking about how my mother died. Things haven’t been easy since she died but whereas I didn’t think any more drama could be introduced into my life, it was. I mean we’re talking about hidden half-siblings, Chicago in the 60’s/70’s and *gasp*:

Am I really a bastard?

Ah yes… I’m having a great time these days. I couldn’t make up my life if I tried, I really couldn’t.

In addition, debating on doing a newsletter about my travels or something. I think I have the internet on the ship if I pay for- very expensive. I think I might be able to type out a newsletter but any video or photos aren’t going to happen. I’ll have to find out. Even though nobody read this, I may do it anyway so when I am dead… people still won’t read it or care.

Well, look at that… I’ve posted what? Two, or three times this week already? Maybe I’m starting to come out of my… whatever. More on my headspace soon. Probably the next post.

Being treated badly.

A few years ago, I made the decision to stop posting about work on social media… mostly because work was kinda okay and I didn’t feel the need to vent.

Today, that changes…

I am being treated pretty badly at my current job. Pretty sure my current manager is trying to make me quit. I mean she’s treating me like “mean girls”. I should laugh because it’s so obvious what is going on and why but unfortunately because I am a contractor, I have nobody to go to- no HR and my contracting company won’t help me because they care more about keeping the account. So instead I am being uninvited to meetings, being told I can’t speak to my co-workers, and am being shunned at work. Mind you- I’ve been there for 1.5 years and the team I have been working with likes me but they aren’t my direct management so if they like me or not, they can’t help me.

It’s getting really hard for me, especially since my mother died and I have nobody anymore. Which is probably why this woman (my boss) is twisting the screws. I just want to do my job like I used to but because she wants me gone so badly, she’d done everything she can to try to get me to quit since she cannot get me for cause- my work is always on time, always good, and I’m always available if you need me. She keeps taking my meetings away from me, has other people doing my job and is doing everything she can to keep me out of the loop on my own projects so that I look like I am doing nothing and know nothing. Its heartbreaking to be honest that someone can be so fucking petty.

I hate petty.

In the meantime, I’m trying very hard to get my company out there again and try to get some sort of contracts and work. I don’t know why this time will be any different than the last 100 times. But what can I do? I want to be treated fairly and paid my worth. That seems impossible unless you own the company.

So yeah, I am trying to put several irons in the fire right now to try to get me some income since I think either this month or next month, she’ll finally get her way and I’ll be out of a job.

“But Tek, why aren’t you looking for another job now?”

Two reasons:

One: Just at the end of the year, there won’t be any hiring really until December… it should pick up in January however. I’m starting to talk to headhunters and will actually have lunch with one next week (which is going to be hard for me as I’m still grieving and just don’t want to be bothered with anyone, frankly). I’m trying to start building those relationships again even though I hate this shit but it’s how the world works.

Two: I’m still going to Antarctica. I don’t want to do that either because it just doesn’t seem interesting to me anymore. I even less want to be on a boat with a bunch of people I don’t know with no personal space at the end of the earth for two weeks. But I paid so much for it and I know my mom would be angry with me if I don’t go just because she’s dead now and I’m feeling so lonely.

God, I miss my mom so much. She was the only person who was truly on my side, in my corner. She couldn’t help me but she loved me more than anything. Everyone else in this world abandoned me because I just I suck that much.

I miss my mom.

I miss my mom.

Things are so hard right now and having this (rhyme with “punt”) doing everything she can to make my life hell right now doesn’t help. I’m really worried about how I am going to support myself if I lose my job. This world keeps getting worse and worse, and I have no tribe, no people so if I don’t have enough to support myself, I will be fucked. I keep forgetting that I will have a (very) small settlement coming to me from the accident I believe but that won’t be until March at the soonest. Probably will be no more than a 3K if that.

So yeah. I am excited about some work I am doing for my friend’s real estate business to get him more organized and hopefully close more deals but I’m not getting paid for that (yet- if he takes off then I will get a kickback. Fuck I hope he takes off- it would alleviate some of my stress to know that I had at least a grand coming to me every month for minimal effort because I configured a CRM and added in automation). I have a few other ideas as well, but just need to get the energy/time/money to move on them. I would really LOVE to walk out of 2023 having pulled in 250K somehow after coming from behind and with nothing.

Pipe dreams.

Pipe dreams.

But I have to try because I have nobody to take care me…

God, I would kill for a real hug from someone who actually cares about me.

Pipe dreams.

Pipe dreams.

Mama, I miss you so much. If you are a ghost, please go haunt that… “punt”.

( I know you hated me cursing).

What is the common denominator? You (and me with this post).

Long time no talk. Let’s address that, then address this as they might be marginally related.

Firstly, I don’t feel like talking to anyone. A lot of you let me down when my mother died. I found out who my friends really are (don’t have any, really). I just don’t see the point in talking to anyone anymore so I literally speak to nobody. I go to the store, I do my stuff, and I have the small talk I am required to do when I leave the house or at work, but other than that, I speak to nobody. I don’t see the point in it anymore- everyone is fake and phony or just into their own thing. So I just quit the pretenses. I stay in my head and in my world and I just don’t get disappointed anymore. I noted the 4 (f-o-u-r) people who reached out to me and noticed I am gone. Thank you. The rest of you– I don’t care about you anymore either. At least now we’re honest with each other and I have finally moved on to a place where other people just don’t matter. I learned from the best, you.

Now, on to the assholes that I have posted a photo of above. Let me do this by not giving them the acknowledgment to type their names out because this here, this… giving them the attention that they never deserved, gave them the platform that they never deserved because they are idiots.* (I’ll expand on the first guy in a moment… I have a little more to say about him- he’s not really an idiot but him getting attention when he most clearly has had a mental decline is still your fault.)

These people are not smart except when it comes to playing the system- which I suppose is a type of smart but not one that I at least hold any type of value in. Trying to get an advantage by lying and fucking others over has never been high on my list of respect. Two of them used state and government funds to enrich themselves and that’s cool- that’s available to anyone who wants to spend the time to comb how grant and government funding works, but the things they claim to have done, they have done from the brain power and ideas of other, using taxpayer’s money. For this, they had doors open up for them to actually be listened to and then they decided to spout the wackiest nonsense and you ate it up. Because you ate it up, the media decided to open up more platforms and by opening up those platforms, those amongst us that were gifted with only half of a shit-fly’s brain cell ate up the absolute deluge of bilge that came out of these guys’ mouthes which gave them traction and here we are. Back in the day, people like this mostly were ignored. Sure, a few got through and on the front pages but most were just laughed at and ignored and never had the chance to reach national or international platforms. What is worse is that this seems to be exacerbated and compounded as time goes on and more and more dumbfucks are getting into everyone’s feed and worse, having the ability to affect people’s day to day.

Now the last guy on the photo I am fairly certain is the biggest troll in the world right now for his own whatever… And must be nice to have that kind of money.
Twitter was already a cesspool- no doubt it’s going to only increase its rapid travel down the drain to the likes that the utter shit-show LinkedIn has become will be downright jealous of. But this won’t happen fast enough because you have all gotten too lazy to read or to ban/ignore. If it can’t be done in 140 characters or a TikTok dance, then your brains cannot handle it. I get it- we’re all busy, and we are insisting that we only have bite-sized snippets of time to digest anything but this really a limitation that we have imposed on ourselves because of social media and human nature to want to consume and to consume as much as it can. But because of this, we’ve also let these rat turds have a line into places they shouldn’t be, speaking about things they shouldn’t be, to people that they shouldn’t be. It’s easy to get a platform just because you’re an asshole these days.

This leads me to the first guy- I don’t think he was an idiot. I think that he did some legit art and at one time did some things for rap that just weren’t happening before he came out (don’t hate on me- I am a music historian of some sort but I do admit that I can tell you more about music history up until rock starts to diverge and then I can go down only some paths- more on the punk and alternative side… though I don’t even think there is such thing as alternative anymore; that is another topic for another time). I don’t think he is an idiot, I think he is severely mentally ill and may have always been and has been in a severe decline over the last 10 years. This doesn’t take away the damage of what he has been saying, but more so, makes it worse because you kept giving the platform because isn’t it great watercooler fodder on Monday to talk about what the stupid sneakers Rapper said THIS week, and “oh my pearls do you ever think that somebody will do something?

You should have done something the moment he started talking about his ex-wife wanting to abort his child on a campaign stop for his stupid ass presidential run. You should have done something with the crazy messages to his ex-wife and lover over the past summer. You should have done something years and years ago, but now, NOW it’s too far.

Give me a fucking break.

YOU gave them these platforms and then YOU complain when it’s not fun or funny anymore.

Frankly, you’re as complicit in this because you refuse to use your brains for critical thinking skills because it can be hard and uncomfortable, and would rather ingest a 20-second sound byte of cows farting in the wind because well, that’s easier on you than actually feeling.

Stop licking the taint of people who are beneath you and the world would become a much better place.

This finally takes me here, back to me:

I will not be making tweets on Twitter again. I don’t care. When I decide to write on my blogs, it will shoot off a link there but I’m not reading your tweets or replying to anything there. My APIs post to Twitter but I logged off a long time ago and I won’t be back unless things change and then maybe not even then.

I’ll post to Instagram again maybe, eventually. You can follow that. I’ll post to YouTube again, maybe, eventually. You can follow my various channels there.

If you care and you want to know what is up, you can always follow this website and the sister website which is Might Be Tasty which I promise to keep the vitriol off of and devote to travel and gaming, and less controversial topics. I’ll keep my rants and tears here because it’s more appropriate here. I’ll also be working on my various businesses because yo, I am about to lose my job on top of my mother and everything else that has gone wrong in 2022.

I don’t know what I am going to do about everything else moving forward. I do know this shit isn’t working, hasn’t been working for a long time. I know what did work so I am going back to that. I also know that I am going to push my comfort levels more over the next year. I already just book a fucking cruise on Virgin next year for Christmas just to not have another Christmas sitting home alone. Instead, I can catch listeria on a cruise ship in my solo room. Not gonna lie- part of the reason why I am doing this is that I am SO OPPOSED to cruises but this one doesn’t allow kids at all which is awesome and I have a solo room with a window and maybe it’s just 5 days of reading and playing video games in my room, which I could do at home as well, but I have always found a change of scenery soothes my soul and ramps up my creative juices. I hate crowds and “fun” but again, I wouldn’t have ever gone to Thailand and fallen in love with it if I didn’t just do something on a whim.

I know that I am working up to writing again. I’ve said it for years and honestly, I actually have been writing again. I write long ass emails to my dead mother which some people probably would find disturbing but I literally have nobody to talk to so I talk to my dead mother. There are worse things I could do.

Basically, if you’re curious, I’ve just told you where you can find me. Or don’t. I finally am beyond caring. You can only kick a dog so many times before it bites and just stays away from you.

Yes, I am that dog.