I was taking a nice little nap when the phone rang. It wasn’t marked as spam so I answered.

Apparently, my Discovery card is going to have a rate increase if I don’t take action NOW.

….. ……

I haven’t had a Discovery card in over fifteen years.

These scammers are really annoying.

My car warranty is running out!
I haven’t owned a car for over five years and I’ve * never every * owned a car under any type of warranty.

If they’re going to try to scam me, the mysterious stupid people on the other end need to become more creative. Or, at the very least, be more selective on who they’re calling. I’m sure there’s a special place in hell for them.

In other news… my little laptop died.
It happened rather quickly. There were a couple of time when it hard shut down for no reason. Then, a couple of days ago, it refused to power on. It was plugged in. The battery fully charged.

But, no. It went quietly into that big good night – which is a box that is under my bed. Overall, it wasn’t dramatic at all. I think the one before had a monitor that spazzed out before collapsing. This one just went poof.

Lucky for me, little sister had sent a new/used computer just days before. It’s bigger and heavier than the other one but I think I’m adjusting well. The only real annoyance is the “a.” It keeps coming lose and I’m sure I’ll lose it at some point if I can’t figure out how to fix it.

But, overall, it seems sturdy. Little sister assures me that it’s a gaming computer. But, that’s kind of wasted on me as I haven’t played a real game (outside of mobile) for over five years. I’ve been tempted to play FF Online. Actually, I’m really curious about it. I just don’t want to sink the dollar investment into it. And, being a former heavy MMRPG player, I don’t want to become so involved that the days disappear. I have that type of personality.

I guess it’s good to know that should I change my mind, this computer should be able to handle it. Now, if I can just stop touching the screen. I got to be really used to the touchscreen of my little computer. It was totally smeared with my DNA. It’ll just be a habit I’ll have to break.

My class is in the fifth week. Which is good. Already, I can’t wait to dump them. While there really aren’t any unique names as the last two classes, the excuses for not turning in assignments are different. One, for example, confessed that she is depressed because she’s going to have an abortion sometime this week.

I’ve never had anyone tell me that their homework was going to be late because she’s having an abortion, let alone that she’s depressed about it. Doesn’t that usually happen afterward?

I’ve told mom, Jason, and a couple of others about this. They typical question is ‘why?’ But, it’s not my place to ask why and she hasn’t voluntarily provided the information. We’ll probably never know ‘why,’ not that it matters. I wouldn’t adopt the child even if I could. I did, however, send a referral to the mental health counselor of the college. It’s an anonymous act but it would be easy for the student to figure out that it was me who did so.

Course, it’s Memorial Day weekend. By the time the councilor contacts the student, the unborn baby will probably be dead.

I’m feeling okay. A little guilty that I’m not out doing something right now. Something. Anything. I’ve already went to the gym. Homework is caught up. On Saturday and Sunday, I rode my bike around and received a sunburn for my efforts. That’s made me feel a little ill and certainly tired. Hence, the nap and the rude awaking by a poorly put together scam. The grass isn’t high enough to mow as yet.

So, maybe I’ll straighten up the room. I’ve been meaning on taking the computer outside and typing on the porch or, barring that, reading a book out there. Reading a book would be a safer option as Fluffy could be a danger to the electronics. But, I haven’t made it out there yet.

I keep remembering that I wrote the lion’s share of my master dissertation on mom’s porch. It was really rather nice as long as I wasn’t interrupted by a wondering neighbor who thought my work was an open invitation to visit.

I’m really not fond of visitors.

What I * should * have done was take the stone cleaner to dad’s grave. When I visited last week, I found some sort of yellow moss like stuff growing in the crevices. Mom bought some cleaner and I need to scrub it out one day. I just didn’t think it was appropriate for me to be there doing that should some people actually go to the graveyard for Memorial Day purposes. I should have gone anyway.

Tomorrow…. tomorrow is Indianapolis and the cancer doctor. If I have cancer, I’ll be really surprised. I don’t * feel * like I have it. I don’t * feel * like there’s been any new additions or changes in the past year. It’s better to be safe than sorry and it’s paid for. So, off I go, although gas is ever increasing. It took $30 and a $1 for a drink at the gas station earlier. The trip odometer had less than a hundred miles since I last filled up.

I’d like to travel more, but Brandon’s economy is really scary. It’s hindering me but causing unnecessary pain and suffering for most of America. Truely, he is unforgivable. Hopefully, he’ll have a place close to the phone scammers. If there’s a just God, I don’t think that he would qualify for Heaven.

So… yeah.
I guess that’s about it. Well, at least what’s on the surface.
There are some other odds and ends – like how Dr. S increased my anti-depressant meds — which I attribute to Brandon — and my feet still hurt from the stupid shoes. But, by and large, that’s how things are right now at this very moment.