Thursday 12 June 2003

• Dear Diary,
  
  Thank you for letting me vent last night. Sometimes, no matter how irrational the thought, it seems as if I have no one else to vent my frustrations to. I close out my close friends, family, and Lord. A good vent with you and a good night's sleep can make all the difference.
  
  So, today I wake up and call Night Rider. They tell me to exchange it at REI unless they ae out of stock, in which case I should call back. Then I called Compass Bank, they claim I had insufient funds when my records show I still should have had $10.16 after paying my rent. They're going to send me a record in the mail because I don't have a fax line and they won't E-mail it to me. Then I called Wachovia and canceled my pre-tax and post-tax retirement accounts. They only held a couple years of contributions, but now is a bad time to be pulling money out of my future retirement. Yet, realistically I can't afford these fees that the bank and my landlord will assess for the bounced check. They only way to avoid spiriling into worse debt now is to steal from my future.
  
  Then, on the way to work, my mom leaves a v-mail telling me that she found a set of two flyswatters at the Fry's in Casa Grande. She said she picked me up a pair. Yay! Finally, all that searching is over. Just like Jinnetics said, its the smaller towns that still carry the things that the big city won't. Weird but true. Weird but true.
  
  So after work, I went to REI PV where Thomas helped me get a new headlight lickety-split. He was extra-friendly and helpful. Then I went into the mall proper to go to the Hallmak store to spend my Gold Crown Point Rewards on Father's Day cards. I stopped into Game Daze and chatted games with the clerk. It's nice to see that they're emloying gamers again, not people who show distain toward the gamers who walk in. I don't remember his name, but he was very talkative and knowledgeable, and was willing (and eagar!) to look up release dates for stuff. Not that I can afford it, but like comic books I like to keep my pulse on the market so that I don't get fully left behind. I plugged Shadowfist and Rolld Bones to him while he plugged the Dragonlance relaunch and Z-Cards to me. Then I rushed to Hallmark, bought the cards, and went to leave. Yet, as I smile and nodded to the [company name omitted to protect the generous] employee, she secretly motioned me over and gave me some free cookies so she wouldn't have to throw them out for the night. Now I don't usualy buy cookies from mall cookie vendors, so I had no idea how good they were. Maybe I should start when I'm solvent again some day.
  
  Then on the way home I cycled the multi-purpose path along the SR51 (Piestawa Freeway). I promised the cartographer working on the Phoenix Bicycle Maps that I would see what it looked like above Bell Road since the freeway connected with the SR101 (Pima Freeway) the other month. As suspected, it connects to the trail system in Reach 21.
  
  When I got home I checked the mail again. You'd think I'd learn. My bank tells me that it bounced my house insurance payment, too. Thank goodness I canceled the retirement fund. The bouncing fees alone will kill me. It looks like I'm just going to start using money orders again for awhile until I get this stupid thing settled. I'm also thinking that maybe I should get a second job or allow myself to get a roommate. Most of the people who want to be my roommate would be bad roommates. The people who would robably make good roommates usually don't need one or don't want to live on my side of town. C'est la vie. C'est ma vie
  
  Then, when I walked in the house I saw two brand new flyswatters sitting on my counter. Way to go Mom. She didn't even wait a few weeks until I saw her next. If that isn't love I don't know what is. It's not exactly like my place is conviently located between her work in north Scottsdale and her house between Maricopa and Pete's Corner.
  
  So anyway, today was a good day. A day worthy of thanking the Lord for. I'm alive. I met good, helpful, and friendly people today. And my finances haven't defeated me yet.
  
  Thanks again for being there to listen.
  
  Sincerely,
  Paul

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