July 19, 2013

  • CRASH!! 'puter takes a good dump whilst I'm in the midst of typing my Xanga nothingness.  seems Xanga needs help!  I hit their relaunch page(somehow accidentally), showing me there's only 13 more days before the site closes unless they come up with another 19 grand in funding (to which they'll switch it all over to WordPress, continuing to run as per normal)!  yikes!  good news is anyone who doesn't want their stuff lost in the vaporous vacuum of doom can have their stuff backed up, to be downloaded onto their 'puter before said impending collapse (the back-up/contribution link is on this page). the sad news is, I may have to find another blog spot to jot down my nothingness and hope that they don't turn to dust.  I was hopin' that $100 "lifetime" membership would last a bit longersilly.  we'll see.

    good advice from Hooey (see comment on last entry) on how to handle someone who's facing financial ruin. I guess, before I just hand him the phone number to the Credit Counselor that I used, I should -next time he asks- go over what they had to offer. they didn't expect much from me, just a total lifestyle makeoverwhatevah. simple things like 'separating' needs from 'wants'.  freeing up money by getting rid of "luxuries" (temporarily, until one gets back on his feet), which includes cable TV, restaurants, buy 'no name' brand food, etc.  then they sit you down (45 minutes via the phone) and get real personal about your income, every bill, every expense, seeing if they can free up even more money.  by the time your done, you think their out of their damn mind, it'll never work, but sticking to their format, without fail, for a good 5 year plan, as hard as it was, worked!  and on their end, they called the credit card peeps and got all my cards down to %3 interest (instead of the %19...whatever they were at the time). things he can actually do himself putting forth the effort, saving another $40 a month fee. and again, having followed their plan, without fail, saved my credit rating from hitting the dumpster too (being I started the plan before I went belly up) ...or, I could just hand him the number and hope he takes the baitshy.

    wicked weird dreams last night. claustrophobic, and scared of hieghts-ish. some nights, I'll have good dreams, others; wicked weird. oh well.  I wonder sometimes if it's just the position I sleep in.  who knows? anyway. here's hopin' that today's the last work day.  we find out tonight if we have a whole weekend, or just a half.*crosses fingers for whole*

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