Journal

Everything I've been planning since May is just done. My car, my insurance, packing, fundraising, bank stuff, and I should be making the drive to the mountains early Tuesday morning. Once there, I'm gonna try to transition to vidblogging, but I'll put any related videos here, and, in some cases, do the occasional textpost if I'm uncomfortable saying it on my main blog or on camera.

Again, I want to thank everyone who's been hell'a supportive. I'm so incredibly grateful and it's amazing how far I've come, even if there's still more to do.

Called a cab at approximately 8 AM for a ride to the bank to get a replacement debit card, which meant scrounging around for enough money for fare from whatever coins I had laying around the house. I explained this to the driver and he suggested I pay after getting my temporary card, but the bank was closed 'til 9 AM. He offered to charge me nothing for that ride, just taxi me home and return around opening time. This guy intermittently received phone calls. Suddenly, he asked whether I would help him, quote, "move some crazy lady" from her apartment for free fare plus the twenty she promised his son --whom could not make it today.

I agreed. Performed my errands. And then, we loaded his trailer full of couches and chairs and endless nondescript bags. We made two trips to this storage place and then we stopped at a bank so she could retrieve the owed amount. While she was gone, this man mentioned that his daughter was looking for a single person to move in and help out with her child. I explained my circumstances vaguely and thanked him, only to be given his card with his number.

The card said "Satan's Army Exposed".

I ended up making forty bucks from the entire ordeal.

Not too much food I know how to cook, but there is mac 'n cheese, which I actually know how to make now. Lots of changes to my room. There are more animals in and out of the house, ha.

I did contact my ma today because I wanted to let my professor know I intended to submit the assignment tomorrow since you cannot appeal twice and she made no deadline --and the net was out for over five hours. While on the phone, my stepdad started telling her to tell me to try x, y, and z. I just couldn't handle it. I told ma I needed to get off the phone. She said something about how she was just getting the suggestion from my stepdad, but was still there. I just told her I know, but I need to get off the phone. Her tone dipped when she said bye, but I'm not sure whether that was directed at me or to the reminder that her might-as-well-be-husband assaulted her daughter.

I was incredibly bummed last night despite this because of a phone-call that went less than satisfactorily in conjunction with a lack of goodbyes from some folks. But, all in all, the situation is improving. Met with my criminology professor/mentor and she's asking around for contacts who might be able to help guide me into the emergency communications field. There's been talk of Vermont, though it's probably months off still.

Apparently, mom found out about my claims regarding the vibrator. My stepdad told her it was from the sex toys they found in this house they were clearing out. He was gonna burn them, left them on the counter, and I randomly took one. So, he was too embarrassed to say anything. Because I'd obviously grab a phallic vibrator off the counter, that totally makes sense. I'm pretty sure the one he gave me had a receipt with it. I'm gonna look for it when I get home.

The folks I'm staying with are being awesome and giving me a ride home since my sister's unable and/or never planned on it because she's short on cash. I found out ma and my stepdad are driving up to Massachusetts this weekend, so I'm gonna use their away-time to get my car inspected after the insurance kicks in. Gonna see if I can put it off a couple days 'til Tuesday because that's the best time for the next place I'm going, but it depends on whether my mom is willing to help delay their return.

What is all the stuff in the picture?

I don't really know what to say. It feels like the Twilight Zone.

First thing's first, I went to my counseling session, finished early, played with the tree caterpillars outside, finished the CVAC forms, grabbed the carpool money from the Save-On-Foods along with a "Happy Water" and Kinder Egg.

So, I get back and the staff in the office inform me "You got a surprise", to which I say "Uh-oh". Turns out my friend, who was angry, dropped off some apology and farewell gifts --and by "some", I mean a ton. Additionally, she ordered three pizzas and two soda bottles for the house, and I'm still winded. One thing I can say is, she definitely knows just how gay I am, pft.