Do not come at me with it when i say i am going to try to find advertisers for my blog. Earning a living as a writer is my dream job and I will become annoyed again if you try to prevent me from that.
I have not earned any income in a very long time and I do not need that stress. I don`t know where you get off!
You got to go.
I may launch my punditry.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Dear (social) Network
When I sounded off about the texters , I was not angry at the women in my residence or at the ones that i have published on my blog. But it came as a surprise when i discovered there was what i would consider an illegitimate network of cyber stalkers outside my residence circulating info about myself especially comments that were obtained via spy tech (sitting on a bench by myself). I` d rather not dignify everything that comes out of the echo tech`s mouth. no thank you.
I dont really want to take up more space on this blog about this network but it is intrusive. I`d rather they send me an email.
The "for it" and the "for her" are also annoying and the pushing of the send button. It is pushing my buttons. I really do not need to be overwhelmed.
Again, to the echo: This is my poject in consultation with the people i want. if you are including this in a larger project, you should have told me about it. Please stop kneejerk mimicking; because yes it makes you a jerk.
Again this is not directed at the women in the residence. It is directed at the people outside in the city who keep stressing me out with this.
Hopefully, we will all be able to get over this latest hurdle peacefully.
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They brought in a fake piece. It`s a prop. It`s also fiction.
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The network -echo will then want to bring in the proposition because it loves to build off what i have written or said. And on and on.
I dont really want to take up more space on this blog about this network but it is intrusive. I`d rather they send me an email.
The "for it" and the "for her" are also annoying and the pushing of the send button. It is pushing my buttons. I really do not need to be overwhelmed.
Again, to the echo: This is my poject in consultation with the people i want. if you are including this in a larger project, you should have told me about it. Please stop kneejerk mimicking; because yes it makes you a jerk.
Again this is not directed at the women in the residence. It is directed at the people outside in the city who keep stressing me out with this.
Hopefully, we will all be able to get over this latest hurdle peacefully.
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They brought in a fake piece. It`s a prop. It`s also fiction.
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The network -echo will then want to bring in the proposition because it loves to build off what i have written or said. And on and on.
Monday, September 26, 2011
this might go on my new blog: my friend, the muffia
I met a new friend.
The muffia: it will be defined. or someone will snatch the muffia.
The muffia: it will be defined. or someone will snatch the muffia.
Homegals Ink
I am considering the name for my new blog to be homegals ink. I feel the need to have 2 blogs: this one for arts reporting and fiction and homegals for the shelter project. Many women and a few men want to contribute to the project.
Somewhere, someone is exclaiming: "My god , she called it The project"!
Feel free to send me an email anytime if you have thoughts about this blog.
They have seized upon the nasty snatches. Snatching ideas for it.
Snatching beds.
Please don`t snatch my bed anymore.
thank you.
Somewhere, someone is exclaiming: "My god , she called it The project"!
Feel free to send me an email anytime if you have thoughts about this blog.
They have seized upon the nasty snatches. Snatching ideas for it.
Snatching beds.
Please don`t snatch my bed anymore.
thank you.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
hello nyc
I need to clarify. the use of the word captive is hyperbole and does nothing to describe my situation.
I need to clarify my situation in hopes that someone reading this may provide a solution to my problem.
to the people whispering you`re the problem, please be quiet , you are like 12 year olds.
It is my third social worker and they have done nothing to help me in moving out of this shelter. For that you need income, either pa or a job.
I was not eligible for pa and therefore was not able to get the back to work job at parks and recreation (part-time) that i wanted. they said there was nothing they could do. I think that is a little rigid on the part of the social workers.
(again, to the people acting against me with your antagonistic bullshit, please stop ) It is stressing me out and one of the reasons i am in a shelter is for stress related problems: you`re my stress now.
where was i?
Why with all these people who seem to be prying into my life can not get the social worker to do anything. I do not want to live there anymore and on a human rights level should be allowed to get housing, but for that you need money in a bank account.
Unless they want to move me into an empty luxury condo which i will happily take at this point.
Is there anybody reading my blog besides the insane people trying to make me miserable? my email is on my blog.
by the way as for the movie title inspiration; I am in Misery. It was sort of funny that they were reading my blog and using it as inspiration but it is starting to feel a little invasive.
i was told they didn`t get their clam bar after my i`m frazzled. I have not ignored the women who came into my dorm, i simply have not written it yet.
to the person laughing behind the counter at the library, what the fuck is your fucking problem? you are annoying.
they red my blog. I almost wish you hadnt. You can read it but dont red it. meaning i am not sure i want you sending people in to the shelter to respond to my blog. i think maybe you need to find a new muse and i will speak to the women myself if i want to write something. I feel surrounded by a lot of people i do not know who seem to have a lot to say about me and my blog and i am not sure that is okay.
meanwhile, i am still living there. I am trying to contact outside organizations to help me.
They`ll plot it for you ; graveyard and graveyard shift: no thank you.
I need to clarify my situation in hopes that someone reading this may provide a solution to my problem.
to the people whispering you`re the problem, please be quiet , you are like 12 year olds.
It is my third social worker and they have done nothing to help me in moving out of this shelter. For that you need income, either pa or a job.
I was not eligible for pa and therefore was not able to get the back to work job at parks and recreation (part-time) that i wanted. they said there was nothing they could do. I think that is a little rigid on the part of the social workers.
(again, to the people acting against me with your antagonistic bullshit, please stop ) It is stressing me out and one of the reasons i am in a shelter is for stress related problems: you`re my stress now.
where was i?
Why with all these people who seem to be prying into my life can not get the social worker to do anything. I do not want to live there anymore and on a human rights level should be allowed to get housing, but for that you need money in a bank account.
Unless they want to move me into an empty luxury condo which i will happily take at this point.
Is there anybody reading my blog besides the insane people trying to make me miserable? my email is on my blog.
by the way as for the movie title inspiration; I am in Misery. It was sort of funny that they were reading my blog and using it as inspiration but it is starting to feel a little invasive.
i was told they didn`t get their clam bar after my i`m frazzled. I have not ignored the women who came into my dorm, i simply have not written it yet.
to the person laughing behind the counter at the library, what the fuck is your fucking problem? you are annoying.
they red my blog. I almost wish you hadnt. You can read it but dont red it. meaning i am not sure i want you sending people in to the shelter to respond to my blog. i think maybe you need to find a new muse and i will speak to the women myself if i want to write something. I feel surrounded by a lot of people i do not know who seem to have a lot to say about me and my blog and i am not sure that is okay.
meanwhile, i am still living there. I am trying to contact outside organizations to help me.
They`ll plot it for you ; graveyard and graveyard shift: no thank you.
did i ask you to flash my photo everywhere?
no. please stop doing it. and to the network outside the shelter, go fuck yourself.
to those of you keeping captive up there , fuck you.
i may start a new blog.
to those of you keeping captive up there , fuck you.
i may start a new blog.
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