And another one

I had another day of solving two problems and finding out there were three new problems that needed to be fixed.  Sigh.  It's going to be like this the next two days, but next week, someone else can figure it out or let it wait for me.  I just can't anymore.

I got a call from a vendor yesterday with a question and a favor.  Turns out it was something the diva did and they said she never answers the phone so they figured I was reliable.  No kidding.  Interesting to hear that.  I had the same issues as well early on but I think the Tik Tok told me way too much.  Unreal with that one.  Interesting to see how she'll fare having extra responsibility next week.

So Jimmy Kimmel got pulled?  I got the news alert on my walk. I wasn't horribly shocked but when I read the story, well, let's just say he's said worse.  I watched the monologue when I got home.  I saw online that they want him to donate money and make an apology.  I hope Netflix picks up some of these late night hosts.  Glad I don't watch much on the networks.  They suck.  And they're all wimps.  I have Hulu until early November and then I'll cancel until they come up with a new deal.  It's not a great loss.  People have lost their damn minds.

I called my car insurance agent and tried to ask again.  I tried to take a mild mannered approach and the agent was nice about it.  She said she would call me no matter what on Friday.  I'm not sure what the process is for finding something.  I asked if everyone is rejecting me because of the semi.  That did worry me.  It wasn't my fault but yet my current and soon to be ending insurance company made out like it was and didn't do anything to find the driver.  No love lost for them. 

Well it feels like a Wednesday but glad it's a Thursday.  We'll have our weekly check in today.  Interesting to hear what the diva will spout off about.  Her and Regina seem to be besties these days.  Mean girls.  They're everywhere.  The lurker is out the next two days and will also be out part of next week.  Sounds like a fun week for the diva.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  

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