I woke up this morning and realised that I have a bunch of things to catch up on. Bills, bills and more bills. Recieving mail has lost its charm. When I was 6, I had a pen pal in Russia. Her name was Lyuba. I would recieve a letter from her every week and I'd come back from school every day, check my mailbox in anticipation of her letter. It would always be 4 pages, in pencil, and English that took a lot of work to understand. My mom always helped explain a lot of things Lyuba would write about. We stayed in touch until I was 8 and then it got sort of old, and the letters stopped coming, slowly. Now, the only mail I really look forward to is the birthday card that I get from Southwest Airlines every year, without fail. Ugh.
I wonder what happened to Lyuba. She wanted to become a vet and help animals. I hope she did.
I also recieved my first report from this credit protection agency that I'm paying to monitor my credit. This February someone managed to get a 20K credit card on my social and went crazy with it. It was a big mess. I had to call the credit card companies, put a fraud alert, file a police report. The police asked me if I suspected anyone. For a moment I felt like giving up this one gal that I went out on a date with and somehow I joked about her credit history being too sucky for her to use an Ultima card (equivalent to Amex Black/Centurion) that her Dad got her. Needless to say I never saw her again. Pretentious little arabian princess.
Here's something that happened lately. I added this gal on facebook as a friend. She runs this mentor organization that I've been trying to get involved with, but I've never been matched with a mentee. So she does add me, I notice it on my facebook feed and then, she puts me on a limited profile. Awkward.
On Monday I'll be in Oregon. I love Oregon. Time for me to take care of these bills, wash me clothes and catch up on my prayers. And watch Flyboys. Need to be a little risque right now. Ramadhan's made me boring.
I wonder what happened to Lyuba. She wanted to become a vet and help animals. I hope she did.
I also recieved my first report from this credit protection agency that I'm paying to monitor my credit. This February someone managed to get a 20K credit card on my social and went crazy with it. It was a big mess. I had to call the credit card companies, put a fraud alert, file a police report. The police asked me if I suspected anyone. For a moment I felt like giving up this one gal that I went out on a date with and somehow I joked about her credit history being too sucky for her to use an Ultima card (equivalent to Amex Black/Centurion) that her Dad got her. Needless to say I never saw her again. Pretentious little arabian princess.
Here's something that happened lately. I added this gal on facebook as a friend. She runs this mentor organization that I've been trying to get involved with, but I've never been matched with a mentee. So she does add me, I notice it on my facebook feed and then, she puts me on a limited profile. Awkward.
On Monday I'll be in Oregon. I love Oregon. Time for me to take care of these bills, wash me clothes and catch up on my prayers. And watch Flyboys. Need to be a little risque right now. Ramadhan's made me boring.
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