SOMETIMES.........

........things go so well it's scary. Contrary to my expectations, Social Insecurity *did* pay my transportation allowance this month. AND MAZAL TOV! The computer is mine. Last payment, and after a short discussion with Mordy at the bank, he's going to pay that big check on the Victor thing. It's over, except for the shouting! The shyster can file now, and it's encouraging to know that the judge here detests Victor, so it will be inertesting to see what he does to him for what he did to this poor 'helpless' crip!

Striar the liar called early and said he'd be making a transfer later. There's a warrent out for him and he had to go to the cop shop first. I was pretty nasty and told him it might be wise to send first, the go to see the cops.He called back after a few minutes and said "A car just bumped into me, what should I do?" Not missing a beat, I came back with "lie down and die!"and hung up. Of course he didn't. He *did* however start calling while I was talking to Mordy, I turned both phones off and called him back when I'd left the bank. He gave me the transfer number, I went and got the cash, bought fags and then bought a bunch of bags full of salad. I'll get some tabouli tomorrow, and do a proper shop when my Visa frees up on the second. At least there are no split payments this month! Teadrinker found out today that she'll be getting her retro payment in just a few days. She'd better order that computer today, or I'll stop talking to her! It took long enough to get that one sorted, but at least it is, and she has no reason not to get a computer! Speaking of which, I should call Gerald about my old one. It's so much fun talking to him, with his South Africanisms. He won't get to the old one until tonight, but that's ok. No rush at all. Oi! This computer is now mine. The last check cleared today and IT'S MINE!

In his last sweet e mail Billy said to catch him on IM next time I see him there. I haven't seen him there yet,but there's a window open just in case. I hope he's ok and it's just BT being a pain. Damn it all, I *do* miss him. How did he do that to me? Well, I'm just hanging around most of the time,ready to hot foot it over here, hoping he'll show up: MEN.
I think that just for fun, I'll go wrestle the linens off my bed, wash them, then wrestle them back on, while pretending they are all the men in the world. A new therapy!