...and a wannabe artist...
Which is great and cute and understandable and all, but sometimes the dry erase marker seems to leave a far-more-permanent-than-presently-desired-impression on the clear white board I will be needing/using to make Art Art on.
Hmmm...
So far all-purpose cleaner with bleach, Clorox wipes, and even steel wool wrapped in a Clorox wipe and soaked with all-purpose bleach cleaner and 5-15 minutes effort has only been able to accomplish that minimal and unacceptable degree of recovery of the slate, but I've got quite a line-up left in the arsenal yet to be tried and I haven't even consulted the interwebs yet...
Ha.
$15k for the bet/ride/ticket
Another 62 or so on the rehab/recovery years later last-ditch/life-or-death (far less than pretty or graceful, but effective!) beyond-beyond-beyond-worst-case-scenario self-rescue from the collateral damage poor judgment in relation to a certain Alien Barbie's (predatory and advantage-taking-via-pathological-lies) business sales pitches and my isolated and one-in-million ironic mismatch with the characters in those worlds where they think they are royalty.
Being seen as royalty or being ultrapopular to crowds of relative retards is just more torture I discovered, because then they all know me, and since I'm too nice by nature and there are some shady mofos in some crowds...
Well, it was a series of VERY expensive, painful, and mind-blowingly stomach-churningly disappointing lessons, with *some*, but what I learned I can use in positive and helpful ways that apparently never occur to most, even though that was the risk/investment I took in exchange for believing my time, persona, intelligence, and creativity immersed in the very most difficult high-risk, high-reward problems facing others far-less-capable in out society and the future might/would benefit for what I vested, learned, and documented...
Well, the full-circle designs only work when blind, authoritarian, and completely-not-understanding-or-thinking-on-the-right-frequencies hoomans don't get inserted along the way...
That was done by 2006. So I should be successful from it by now, but instead I just got another insane beyond belief perfect storm of evil, misassumptions, miscommunications, misunderstanding, and the general psychological hurricane blue of WTF that finds me here writing this on a Droid with 8 keys missing....
WTF?


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