4/2/2024
Tuesday
6:15pm
Burgundy is on one of her kicks again about everyone around her (me, probably) being so negative and then they just don’t understand why this keeps happening to them, as if she’s a fucking ray of goddamn sunshine.
The irony is palpable.
I want to point out that right now, in complaining and judging everyone around her, she is being the most negative one of all, and p.s.–YOU’RE BACK HERE TOO, MISS. After 13 years spent in this place! I just love her self-righteous bullshit. She gets this way every time Daisy and I start making jokes about this place to lighten the mood around here, caused by her. It’s like she hates that we’re friends and laughing together or whatever.
What a miserable bitch.
I am supposed to have an interview in a few minutes with one of her friends, who she calls a “kingpin.” I can’t help feeling like it’s a ploy. I guess we’ll see.
6:45pm
The interviewee was on the phone. Can’t say I’m not relieved. I missed my phone call this morning because I was pushing a wheelchair, and my evening one is at 7pm, which is probably when they’re going to call Med Line.
7:15pm
I got to talk to Motorcycle and he says that Tioga Publishing still wants me to write for them!! I am more than shocked. I mean, my editor told me that she believed in second chances, but not thirds…I never thought I would still have a job at this point.
Of course, then again, Motorcycle was the one who told me that I wasn’t in trouble with the law this time…I don’t know. It’s very hard for me to believe. Which again begs the question—where am I going to live?? Motorcycle also told me that he talked to my friend Tabby and she is going to get on my Connect Network messages and send me money.
I am just floored.
What is going on? Good things happening to me? That never happens. Maybe people are finally starting to actually help me…maybe the tides are beginning to turn in my favor…I’m floored. I thought I would have to hang my head in shame and slink back to a different area and move and have an even harder time seeing my kids and, and…maybe I am blessed after all.
Huh.
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