Twisted Spinster

Hi kids. I have either been too busy, or too tired, or too inundated by the cast-off weather of passing hurricanes (for example, Ike may have passed most of Florida by, but that storm I drove through yesterday to get home was no mere drizzle — streets were flooded, lightning hit the intersection five cars in front of me, I could barely see through the rain itself, etc.) to write much. And I’ve had other problems I haven’t bored my readers’ eyes about, such as the fun with a loose alternator belt that made me think I’d be without a car (and thus unable to get to my job), at said job they’ve hired a new supervisor but I still don’t know if I will get offered a permanent position, and I had to cancel my bank’s debit card because of a mysterious monthly charge from some credit checking company that I can’t trace, which threw off my whole bank account, so I had to stop my paycheck from direct depositing, which means I have to wait for it to come in the mail.

Which means right now I have about a dollar and fifty cents to last me until I get that check, and I just read that the gas providers are panicking over Hurricane Ike and are starting to ration gas and raise the prices. Which means this is a bleg! I don’t need much — my rent is paid, at least — but a few dollars here and there sure would help.