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So, I’m sitting here this morning trying to wake up as that the Hubs and I were up ‘til 3am doing crazy shit like eating steak and working on our respective computers (‘cause that’s just how badass we are). Now, that the sun is up (insert vampiric cat-like hiss), I’m sitting here with a steaming cup of the hot blood of my enemies (aka a Pumpkin Spice Latte) and updating my blogs.



Life has been pretty busy here at the Crypt. Firstly, I starting working at Michael’s Craft Store. I get to make money being creative and getting a HUGE employee discount on all my DIY crafty shit…Hell yeah, bitches! Gonna get all crafty and shit!



Secondly, we got the call last Tuesday afternoon (Oct. 18, 2016) that we could go fill out the paperwork for our new place on Friday (Oct. 21). It works like this anyone (individual, single parent, married couple with/without kids, etc.) could sign up for the new affordable housing currently being built in the area. All one has to do to qualify is make between $10,000 to $35,000 a year and pass a background check. That’s freakin’ it! However, Friday was the only day they were taking applications. Well, Friday morning came and we took the oldest kid to school, dropped the youngest of our brood off at the grandparents and zoomed on over to fill out the paperwork. The entire process took about 3 hours with the paperwork and waiting in line, and shit. But, it is well worth it. If all goes according to plan, we could be moving as early as December when the new homes are finished. Hurricane Matthew and subsequent flooding that followed hindered the opening date a bit, but they are working as fast as they can. The new homes will have all the modern convinces such as new appliances (refrigerator, stove, dishwasher [YES…VERY important], and Washer/Dryer hookups) and a private balcony. Also, there’s a playground for the kids and an onsite gym. The rent is calculated through one’s income and the 3 bedroom/2 bath is (at the very most) $625. The lady who took our application said that our rent would not be that high and probably more in the $300-$400 range for a 3 bedroom. But, we’ll just have to see what they come up with. So, we’re keeping our fingers and toes crossed for this one. However, if by chance we don’t get it, then we are still okay as that we our own place, food on the table every night, and good family and friends that surround us. Life could be a lot worse and we are never ones to take anything for granted.



The next thing that’s happening is the Federal Student Loan Forgiveness Program. I found out that the university I was attending last year is having to pay (due to a class-action lawsuit) $24.3 Million to the government and former students due to what is known as “Predatory Enrollment and Loans”. Basically, they were signing students up for classes they would never attend in order to make money off the federal loans received for those classes, while student are still having to pay for them without their knowledge. Loan companies such as Nelnet and others were also a part of this scheme and are now dealing with pending federal lawsuits. I called a company that handles the FSLFP and they went over my loans. What we discovered is that Nelnet claims on my monthly statements that my balance was $8,400. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. What they didn’t specify is that they took out FIVE different loans and with the compounded interests I actually owed $16,200. Therefore, I qualified under the FSLFP and only have to make 3 payments for October, November and December and absolutely NOTHING else. My debt will be completely forgiven in January and apparently my credit rating will bloody skyrocket. So, naturally I said, “Sign me up, bitch!!”…Okay, not exactly, but you get the idea.



Some of the other things I’ve been up to is revamping old blog and social media sites. I started an Alternative/Gothic Community for people in our area of the slightly “Darker” persuasion. It’s mainly for people of alternative lifeforbiddens to have a safe place to go and be themselves. We not only have online hang outs, we actually venture out into the world dressed in our finest alternative ensembles and meet up for coffee, movies, shopping or just hanging out. Also, one of our good friends owns and runs an online music magazine, Amped Sound (That’s right, bitches, insert that sponsor drop!…See what I did there?). So, when she saw that I was a writer and editor she quickly snatched me up (teeheehee she said snatch) and made me “Assistant Editor” of the magazine (WHAT??…I know, right!!). The next project I’m working is my YouTube Channel (Bloody Black Rose). I haven’t started posting videos yet as that I wanted to wait to see if we’re moving. If we are then once we’re moved and shit, then I’ll start posting videos. I know there’s going to be some Vlogging going on, along with some “dark” DIY crafty shit and Gods knows what the hell else I might post. In the meantime, you can check out the other badass channels I’m subscribed to and see for yourself what other Darklings are talking about.



That about covers it for this episode, folks! Stay tuned for more dark fun! And, remember, Creepy Girls definitely have more fun!

Okay, so what I’m about to share with you an actual event that occurred a couple of weeks ago. Something that I have never come across in all my years and travels. I waited until this morning to write this in hopes that I would calm down a bit. However, the time between last night and this morning has only served to make me even more pissed off about the whole ordeal.



To give you some background, I’ve always dressed in dark colors. I do have what is considered to be an “Alternative” or “Gothic” lifeforbidden, to which I am very comfortable in. My hair is somewhat black, my makeup is dark (i.e. dark eyes, dark lips, etc.), my clothes are typically black (black t-shirt/dress shirt, dark blue jeans/skirt, etc.), I typically wear combat boots or some sort of variation of boot. In other words, I’m bloody comfortable.



So, last night I was out with my adopted mom for our ritual of coffee and some light shopping. After we had coffee we popped over by the Dollar Tree (on Spence Ave.) to buy a few little things. She got me some cute little stuffed black birds for my bird cages. And, she picked herself up some noodles and couple other little things. When we got to the cash register, however, things got a little weird. Now, I’m 36 years old (I’ll be 37 next month). Happily married and (super) mom of 2 kids (ages 4 and 15). As we were checking out, the kid at the register looked at me and said, “Don’t worry. Things will get better. You just gotta live right and you’ll be happy.”…..Wait….WHAT????.....My adopted mom thought he was talking about my makeup and she told him that she thought it looked good on me and so forth. Now, I forgot to mention that the jewelry I was wearing was my usual silver with onyx. But, on of the necklaces I was wearing was a pentagram. And, apparently, this is what he was referring to. When I stated I was perfectly happy, he looked at me and said something to the effect of “Obviously, not.” And, “Do you think you look happy?”…WHOA!!.....Who in the hell did this kids think he was? Let’s assess the situation again, 36 years old (adulating pretty well…check). Happily married to my best friend and partner in crime (check). Two perfectly healthy, well-adjusted and well-mannered kids (check, check, check). Where exactly did he get this idea of that I was unhappy?? Oh, that’s right! I didn’t fit into his overly shallow elitist box of “normal” and he decided to make a judgment call on my personality traits based SOLELY upon my appearance and spirituality preference. Yeah. That’s always a good idea. Plus, this little Twatwaffle is almost half my age with obviously no life experience, no apparent appropriate social or professional skills (as that he was at his job) and he works at the bloody Dollar Store. Yeah. He totally has his shit so together so much so that he had every reason in the world to judge my life decisions, right?



Someone, PLEASE, explain to me what the F**K happened between our generation and these little disrespecting shit millennials?



But, hey! On a positive note, my writer’s block is gone! THANKS TWATWAFFLE! :-p