This summer has been a real ride, mostly one I would like to get off of. A lot of things happening at once and none of them I am able to fit into a little story for you.
I sat down earlier and immediately had to reset a password that took a 2 factor to my phone but then nothing arrived, fourteen times. So, I just created a new account but the first code was actually sent to my email not my phone but to my junk mail I was looking at wondering if the 79,797 unread emails had anything to do with anything. So now I had this other account I could not access and I was just trying to pay a bill and then when I looked at all the passwords for the hundreds of accounts pretty much all of them said they had been compromised by the DWP or during the 2023 HBO MAX to MAX saga. All these accounts and what is where it all made me want to enter a witness relocation program or just have no computer at all and keep a notebook but then what? I mean I finally have one MAX account even though it’s linked to a ROKU TV I don’t own I still need the computer to watch the FUCKING TV, and of course all this nonsense stemmed from just real quick trying to pay the Spectrum cable bill and yeah, I have no idea why it’s not on auto pay either. Also, the password the computer suggests …why would anyone use an Umlaut? Why? Also, now you know my password Umlaut24.
I then managed to sync ALL my iPhone photos into some kind of laptop portal that was not iPhoto. Oddly I put my finger on year 2005 and when I held it down it showed nearly 20 years of life in 2 minutes of photos which was sort of cool but also traumatizing a real “wow, life is fast” so I sat with that for a bit.
I have no AC here so thinking is giving me a full sweat mustache. You guys deserve better than a breakdown but here we are.
Let me leave you with this little memory…. it’s the 90’s (shocker)
Same heat LA is currently having, my mom said the heat went on in Ohio yesterday, I am uncertain if that links to people eating their household pets but alas……
I slid 2 quarters into the tampon machine, walked into the stall and immediately dropped the tampon into the toilet.
Well fuck me, I pulled my new J. Crew bodysuit off in the bathroom at Magic Mountain, this place was not that magical. I was on a trip with my boyfriend to LA, his friends were older and this was their idea of fun. My hometown had the tallest rollercoaster in America so I have no idea why all the commotion although this place was about 1000 times the size of Cedar Point. (the amusement park I longed to work at growing up because you got to live on site in what looked like elf cottages and I assume eat funnel cake all day )
I shoved some toilet paper into my body suit and figured that would do it for now, I exited as confident as a Tampax ad.
I hear a voice….
Let’s go on Tidal Wave
I again slid 2 quarters into the tampon machine, instead a little box landed. I walked into the stall and immediately rested my head on the cool of the metal of the door. I exited as confident as any teenager trying out wearing a body suit for the first time in another state wearing a pad from the 70’s that could probably expand to absorb an actual tidal wave could be.
It was also a ride I would have preferred to get off of.
xo
NEVER!
Made me laugh out loud.
Passwords to tampons!!!