Evaluation went well. Demo chair was even orange; the color I want (it must be fate). The new chair is comfy and I can' wait to sit up that straight. and have less backaches My posture is bad now, although not as bad my posture used to be before I moved to Massachusetts and started getting better wheelchairs. There going to write my very nice letter to MassHealth (my insurance company) to get them to cover the chair. It will take about three months to order and get built, but I'm still phyched. Wish me luck in quick insurance approvals.

I had big plans to go to the movies and write poetry today, but a backache sidelined all that. I am still owed $350.00 by my various jobs. I know that my assistants wouldn't tolerate the payment situation I have to with my employers. I don't know what could possibly be so hard about writing a check. One good thing that happened is that I emailed the organizers of a new writing group near where I live. Richard is tolerating his new tag very well. He has figured out he cannot get it off. At least I can't lose him.

I bought a cucumber and walked home from the farmer's market; I ate it with salad dressing when Leah returned from break. It started to pour when I got home. I entered a raffle to win free farmer's market money. I'll get carrots, cucumbers, and lettuce if I win. Organic veggies for free, but I never win these things, so it's no use getting hoping. I'm entering a Best Buy survey. I finally got my cousin a sympathy card, due to the loss of his third baby (Jaden was born dead, as some of you who read me regularly know).

I'm waiting for someone to come interview to work for me and they're late. I don't understand why people who want to work as PCA's assume that their potential bosses have no lives and can sit around waiting for them to show up whenever they feel like it. It's a job interview and this is bad form. Well, at least I'm up early and writing. It feels sort of good. I answered 3 questions on Mylot this morning. I have a list of things to do today ( I'm trapped in the house with no bus service since it's the 4th!).

I need to earn 8 cents a day to make payout. I want to make payout on both sites. That's $15 or more in total to the computer guy. I'll just paypal it to him. My debt to him is $205. I plan to pay him $35 out of my paycheck, which will put my at $170 owed, plus whatever my new computer costs. I think my bill will be back up around $400. I can never get out of debt to him it seems. Every time, I almost get done; something else happens. See ya all a bit later!

Missed church because my assistant misunderstood my "wake me up at 8 AM" note that I attached to the. I don't know how, but she did. She says she thought I only wanted to get up if she was giving my other PCA a ride home, which she opted not to do. I woke up around 8:41 AM which meant if I'd gotten up then I would have been late for service anyhow. This is unacceptable in my opinion, so I opted to roll over; getting 45 minutes more sleep. So sad! Now I'm tired, so maybe a nap later!

Today, my friend, Dan, and signed a repayment contract. I will pay him $300/month. I feel lousy, but bad; I must be better about receipts. I'm sending Mike's money order into Western Union, so he can finally get his money. I'm just waiting for my paycheck, so I can pay the refund fee ($15); I don't think it's fair that I have to pay a fee just to get my money back. It's not my fault it was lost by the US postal service. When I go to the notary; I'll check on the Christmas Shoppe; it's a cool store.

I don't know why food stamps will let you buy ice cream, but not cooked chicken. It's muggy here and a have no inspiration. I only want to post on Yuwie, then I think I will have devoted enough time to the craft with no warming muse to provoke me. I talked to grandma, talking to her is always weird. She tells me about everyone's back home's health, which is a weird conversation topic. I might be joining a new writing group. I just offended the leader by calling too late. I guess she's not a night owl, like me.

I interviewed a new PCA this morning. She's nice and can type really well (80 words/minute). Plus she responded to me like and was prompt after I helped her get unlost. This is much better than two PCA's a interviewed. One of whom messed up our appointment time and didn't come for our reschedule time, and she was the one who was an hour late and another of whom kept referring to Zyn, like I wasn't even in the room. That's not going to work out so well. I know that so why would I bother hiring such a person.

I got diagnosed with a thyroid disorder. I'm on a new medicine to combat it. It hope it doesn't change my life too much and my doctor says it won't. I have $1.91 cents to go until payout on Mylot and a $1.75 here. I'll give half to the computer guy and half to Dan. My mom doesn't want to to pride anymore. I guess she lost her nerve and is saying it costs too much for me to come home. I knew it was too good to be true. I'm half-tempted to go home anyway, even if she objects.

I'm off to Vermont. The hotel and train are being picked up, but mom (who feels bad as she was quite mean to me). I hope to make tons of money. If I do, I'll go to Central PA pride whether mu mom likes it or not. Laurie, a favorite van driver, is picking me up this time. At least she knows where the train station. I won't be nearly late for the train this time. I'm so happy at the idea of hanging out with Leslie and Eli. Right now, I'm waiting for the van and watching Animal Police.

Worse sale day ever! Only made 60 cents. My friend Eli didn't come to Pride. I'm mad, but still thinking honestly of moving here. It's a nice little area, you can walk to everything,and I'll know people, actually other gimps who write. Living near other people who get my work is important to me. I never realized how important until I had it for awhile at SDS. Off to watch a drag show in an hour. I like drag queens or kings (the male counter part), but Zyn's conflicted, as she's trans. I understand; same with me and freak shows.

I found one resource for Zyn in terms of getting her surgery; I thought for sure there would be a non-profit who dealt with that. Someone should start one. Other options include moving to San Francisco (where the city will pay) or going to jail. I'm so sad at learning this, yet another injustice in the world (there seem to be so many; how can one activist ever keep up?). Actually, I have an idea that I'll need to swing by her. I could write a letter to the various activist groups I belong to and ask them to contribute.

Tried to write this entry once already. Had too much to say. Going to Food for Thought tomorrow (my favorite place in Amherst), but I have no money sadly. Hope they will have some for me. Really need to do laundry. Also plan to check in with the computer guy to see when I can get a new machine. The last thing I need is more debt, but this one is starting to act weird. No computer equals no job. No job equals no income. No income equals not being able to pay off debt. Not such a good plan.

I returned Shelf Life today and turned in my first challenge certificate. Eleven more to go. A book I ordered also came in. The library is still functioning, even after a ceiling collapse on the main floor relegated all services to the basement. Librarians are tough bitches (and I mean in the nicest way possible) and not likely to let anything get in the way of the performance of their duties. Tomorrow it's off to museum with Leah. I need to get my tape recorder ready for notes. I'm excited to write about my journey for Suite 101. See ya!

I printed out two articles for a blog I want to write. I posted on Mylot. I got up near nine o'clock this morning. I have tons of work to do today. I have writer's block in terms of my bookmark. I really must finish it today if I hope it'll be done by Friday in time for the ADA picnic. I'm excited for the picnic, as I don't get to see some people accept at this picnic. Maybe I'll even see Tony who works at MILCB, where I would still love to work. Wish me luck; I need it!

I'm up early do to a backache and feeling a bit tired as a result. I couldn't even get out bed to go meet Laura in Amherst and have her cash a check for me, as much as I need to secure funds. I have $1.50 to my name. I took some Aleve, but it doesn't seem to be helping. I work up about 7 times to pee last night, so I didn't get much sleep then . A nap is definitely in my future this afternoon. Celine's coming to train today. She'll start working overnights tomorrow. I'm happy about that.

I always begin this blog with too much to say. So I copy it over into another blog and begin again once I've gotten out most of my too many words. This means I earn money twice. Not a bad system. I have a new PCA today and my fingers are grateful she types well. I'll have to watch Monk on my small TV tonight as they turned of the main one in my living room. God willing my check will come soon and I can pay off everybody who's waiting for money and do my laundry. See ya later!

Laziness. Sloth. Can't get going. Can't imagine conquering anything today. Desire for sleep is more real than anything at the moment. Novel is still missing. No idea where it got lost. Must reconstruct. Hired new person with quick fingers. She'll make the process easier. Still struggling. Feeling lost in sand. The Memory Keeper's Daughter haunts and horrifies me. Can't imagine someone doing that. If they did it to me, even though I am a pacifist, I'd seriously think of killing them. Realized this happens to other people in reality, not in the pages of a book. See you all tomorrow!

I am listening to Harry Potter VII, the last book, on audio book. I have started reading Must Love Dragons, a paranormal romance. It's not bad and I don't usually enjoy that kind of story, but I'm reading it or the reading challenge. So far, I've finished two books for that. Ten more to go! I'm having a time getting going. I haven't even been able to arrange brushing my teeth. I slept until half past noon, missing services again. I have a new PCA today, having opted to give the African girl a chance, but it's just not working out.

I'm back to from Amherst with a full belly, some money in my pockets (soon to leave again), new van tickets, and a little less debt (I paid $15 to the computer guy). Now, I have a bunch of work to do on making the Multicultural Independent Living Center of Boston's demo news letter. I'm hoping they will hire me to make one every month. Right now, Total Recall is providing my background noise. Thank God for VHS, as I still can't afford to get my cable reconnected!! I hope my check comes today (it's very late; I'm getting pissed).

I have $1.30 to go for payout here and I'm listening to Harry Potter on CD. I got a bunch of new books by Suzanne Strumpek Shea. I ordered the Alien Nation books, accept two, which they couldn't find. I called the library for information. I need to find an Asian person with any disability who was born in July. It's the last bit of information I need for the mock up of the MILCB newsletter. Then I'll send it into Tony. I'm asking them to pay me $350 per issue, because it's going to be a lot of work.

I don't know when my internet will crash again. It's been doing that all day. I am at $3.74 here that means $1.26 to go until payout. I have no paycheck again and people are starting to be annoyed. I am supposed to have a job meeting on the internet tomorrow, but no idea how I'm going to get there as my internet is flunky at best. I really need to get my cable turned back on before they turn my internet off. I wonder if they've forgotten. I hope so. Next Friday I can payoff the bill. Goodnight all.

I have two possible options for new people to work for me. One is writer; the other a grad student. Leah will take a lot of Zyn's times during the day. I'm feeling better. I'm on a diarrehea med that seems to be helping (and the bout is no where near as bad as last time). I have a job meeting in about 12 minutes so I'm trying to hurry and finish this before my conference call starts. Only 23 more words to go starting at the beginning of this sentence. I wish you all good evening and well-being. Later!

Feeling better. Going to the Survival Center to fill my bare cupboards. I have nothing to say as I'm only typing because I'm bored. Still sleepy from poor night of rest due to being sick. Wish I had a CD player, so I could listen to my book. Maybe I can barrow one from May. She's the person coming at 5. I'll call her and see. If my check comes today, I'll take the 6:14 bus to Amherst and ride back at 7:10, paying the computer guy for my refurbished machine and getting a money order and some cat food.

I have two possible options for new people to work for me. One is writer; the other a grad student. Leah will take a lot of Zyn's times during the day. I'm feeling better. I'm on a diarrehea med that seems to be helping (and the bout is no where near as bad as last time). I have a job meeting in about 12 minutes so I'm trying to hurry and finish this before my conference call starts. Only 23 more words to go starting at the beginning of this sentence. I wish you all good evening and well-being. Later!

Feeling better. Going to the Survival Center to fill my bare cupboards. I have nothing to say as I'm only typing because I'm bored. Still sleepy from poor night of rest due to being sick. Wish I had a CD player, so I could listen to my book. Maybe I can barrow one from May. She's the person coming at 5. I'll call her and see. If my check comes today, I'll take the 6:14 bus to Amherst and ride back at 7:10, paying the computer guy for my refurbished machine and getting a money order and some cat food.

My new interviewee is late; I'll give her until 11:20 than I'm off to the library to pick up my new book. Not that I need another book. I'm reading 6 already: Good Omens, Harry Potter VII (on CD, if I can ever find a working CD player to finish it on), Must Love Dragons, Don't Make Me Stop This Car, and Slag Like Me. Back from the library; two new books in bag. I have to run to the bathroom before my work thing starts in 15 minutes. I'll eat while I'm watching and taking notes. That's the good a virtual meeting. Now, the meeting's over (I'll post a report later) and went shopping with $40 my mom. I got cat food, cat litter, toilet paper, and stamps. I have $5 left over.

Waiting for the van service to go see Wall-e, which I'll review for this site later. I promised Zyn I'd take her to see this film, as we never saw Indiana Jones. I'm hoping by typing this entry I'll make the van service come soon as it always seems to come when I'm in the middle of something. Whenever I'm ready on time it doesn't come early, but if I'm late it's always early. Such is life! I was hoping to get a little shopping done before the movie, but at this rate no such luck today! See ya later!

I should be working on my workshop for environmentalists, but I'm just vegging in front of the computer instead. Woke up to early this morning and went to the mall to get a new phone, plus I stopped by the Holyoke Children's Museum (which was the stupidest place I have been for entertainment purposes). Next week, I'll get my cable reconnected and I'm so happy about that. I love movie collection, small though it is, but now I've seen them all for about 100 times, especially Kissing Jessica Stein, which I could go without seeing again until January or so.

I'm leaving soon. I'm all packed and my speech is printed and in my backpack. I'm tired so I think I'll probably pass out in the car, as I'm tired from going to bed late and getting up early. My PCA is running late, so I'll call her if she doesn't arrive soon. I too care of some business this morning and tried to call Tony back (no luck!) so we could talk about the newsletter. I guess that'll just wait until Monday. No harm done! I wrote an article for Suite 101, but they haven't responded last I checked.