The Perpetually Temporary Blog Re-Activated For Now

Kind of a maddening day today. Went hither and yon, attempting to do some "shopping" or at least some looking for stuff. I accomplished a bit of it, but nowhere near to my satisfaction. Of course, it's "Black Friday" weekend, and there are supposed to be hordes of crazed bargain hunters. Honestly though traffic was a little up yesterday I didn't see much of a difference. Portsmouth isn't exactly a hopping metropolis, maybe it was crazier over in Norfolk or Virginia Beach. And people here don't have loads of money and everything is overpriced... I did buy a lamp that has a little attached table for my "reading area" that is mostly Nikki's luxury sleeping area. (It's an armchair currently covered with fuzzy throws. I mostly sprawl on the couch watching videos.)

I have still not decided where to put my home blog. I have all that space on Hosting Matters, or what was Hosting Matters, it's actually under the management of a Canadian firm and my bank refuses to let my card pay the fees to a Canadian bank without special dispensation from the Pope or someone so that's where things are standing right now. I really need to get a local bank (the nearest branch of mine is in Richmond), but the $500 overdraft protection has come in handy even though I get charged a ridiculous fee everytime I go into overdraft. Okay, okay, I will get a new bank, when I have the time. 

Anyway, I am sick of Wordpress. Blogger is my fallback, though it's not really the greatest website out there, and it's not under any of my domain names, which I'm thinking of dumping. I think the age of everyone having their own branded website is over, it's been thoroughly ruined by whatever has destroyed most of the internet and made it unusable. My reason for using this site is it's free and I've had my Google account for years, that's it. If I ever find a better alternative I will move. 

I have things I want to do. I want to get back into reading and writing, I'm sick of the social media grind, the perpetual doom-and-snark. I have been wasting my ideas and opinions on long multithreads that no one reads, there are too many nazis and groypers and AI pushers (and fake accounts) on Xwitteter, too many snobs on Blue Sky. I'm getting sick of that whole scene, I've wasted years on it and all I've got is grey hairs and sofa butt.

I have a book review I promised that I am trying to write. I was all set to write it when work exploded and I nearly quit the job I keep to pay my rent, after it shafted me and I had to pay all my money to transfer here. Ever since I have been trying to gather my scattered thoughts on it, coming soon, promises, yadda yadda. And I have stories moldering in my files and such that I really need to get to before I go gaga altogether and get wheeled into a refrigerator cart. Ongoing. Anyway I'm tired, more in the next entry.