I was supposed to get business stuff FedExed to me for delivery today. Turns out they never sent it. Now I have to pick it up from the airport. Plus I had to prove that I sent them the correct address and their people screwed it up, in order to get it sent at all.
People have been sending me really disgusting spam to my personal inbox. I did a little test to determine who was responsible for mailbombing my inboxes. Now I know, but apparently knowing is small comfort. I lost most of my emails from the summer when my personal box got bombed most recently.
My model submissions box got bombed this last fall and I haven't been able to use it since then. Thought I found a way to retrieve those emails, but I just found out that it probably won't work.
The more Blue Blood blows up bigger and bigger online, the more people ask me about some folks who really took advantage of me and treated me horribly. I don't even want to think about it. I loathe being or appearing a victim in any way. But I know I should educate people on what actually happened in various instances.
I should be doing laundry and packing, but I feel yucky.
I might have picked the wrong time to get into assisted soul-searching about rock photography. Apparently I have a lot of pain in that arena.
I have PMS.
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