Hey, I'm OK, P, somehow I always am. I guess Odin doesn't want me destabilizing Valhalla yet. That's OK, I'm patient.
It's been an eventful week. Someone close to me stepped on a [predatory lending] landmine. This was a bad one. I managed to diffuse it for just under $3,800. It was so deceptive, it had me fooled for several hours. Had I not caught it, it would've been close to $9,000, or worse after 90 days..
As soon as I have a 'paid-in-full' receipt in hand, I'm gonna contact the Indiana AG and maybe the FTC and make a heroic, fruitless attempt at tilting windmills. It'd make a great class action lawsuit.
She died of cancer in 2016.
My body count within the last year from SADS (Sudden Adult Death Syndrome) stands at five KFV (Killed From Vaxx), and two walking wounded, showing advanced dementia at a little over 60 y/o.
I'm to jaded to die. I'll probably end up as a green green belly button or nose ring on some tatted-up retard (I don't want to assume what gender).
Cheers, man! The meat is burned, and the Stoli is flowing!