The Planet’s Return! I decided to return to Planet Fitness gym this week. It may have issues, but it was not as expensive as the money grubbing gyms I have been dealing with as an alternative. National chain gyms are great for road trips in RVs or traveling vans as you can shower at the gym as you travel minimizing the need for expensive hotel showers. I dream daily of leaving Virginia in an RV as I dislike my family moving to this area. I am a bit concerned that it has anti-crime logos everywhere as Planet Fitness gyms in Texas did NOT do that, and it hints at need for concern.
I am not the only one who has noticed getting 4 walls, and a door key of your own in many areas has become something of a horrible joke. I did not make this online joke, but I feel the pain this week.
I got refused a loan this week in a very odd way. I was sent a loan offer for an RV I have been dreaming of buying for years. When I called the loan company’s national network they said on the phone “Yes you are approved!” and other verifications. I drove to a neighboring town, and shopped all day for the RV setting up the paperwork. Then the paperwork transfers to a Richmond location to finalize, and the lady canceled all the paperwork and refused me the loan. My every dream is crushed the second I try to work with Virginia people to complete it. This is not the one time this activity has occurred. This has been every project since my family convinced me to move to Virginia to live. One of the reasons I am trying to get an RV is to leave this bad Virginia attitude on the weekends as much as possible. I used to rent hotels out of town on paydays, but the pandemic has destroyed much of the hotel industry. My life is pretty much instantly better the second I leave Virginia, and so I know the social world of Virginia is central to the issue.
In 2005 when I was an E-4 in the military I was raped and beaten repeatedly on the military base of Fort Lee Virginia. I then had to go into rape therapy in three states of the USA for the screaming nightmares from PTSD. Perhaps the ugliest part of this experience is how much people victim blame women AFTER the fact. Then the military men falsely accused me of robbing a bank and doing drugs. This was to be VENGFUL as I refused to be their permanent uncomplaining rape victim. I was acquitted of all these charges to have a perfectly clean criminal record to be hired as a teacher in 2019. This hiring requires passing drug tests, and extreme background checks. Why were they telling lies about me? It kept me unemployed so that I could NOT afford hire lawyers to complain about the beating-rapes. This lets them beat-and-rape MORE women, and is NOT a mistake. Just because I was making the best of a horrifying and nightmarish situation does not mean it was NOT a disgusting nightmare I will forever remember with disgust. Worst of all people think because I was in the military that military men are my “type” and they are doing me a “favor” by introducing me to MORE military guys. Words can not describe the searing loathing nightmare-horror I feel when reminded of the military. Few military men do NOT inspire screaming levels of disgust in me. Don’t mention it, and toss it up in my FACE in conversation. It will NOT cause bonding it will cause permanent HATE from me. I say this because last New Years Eve MORE people tried to introduce me to single military men, and former military guys tried to talk to me. If I don’t mention why this is an incredibly BAD idea people are going to keep making it WORSE forever! Things like “oh she volunteered for it”, and “oh she liked it”, or “she had wine” are statements that are the DEFINITION of victim-blaming. If you try to force me to live with a military man I will take a knife from the kitchen, and stab him in the eyeball as he is asleep. The truly sad part about all this is I enjoy dating and companionship very much, and I am extremely lonely. Unfortunately sexy people I do like can not get near me as men from a job I HATE keep getting up in my face every single time I go out in public in the pain pit that is Virginia. The ice-storm has given me plenty of time trapped inside this week to think about how in years past in Texas I met my ex-husband at a very happy New Years party. Socializing in Virginia has only given me pain, loneliness, and nightmares. My mother sold our family house in Texas, and I am now trapped in the most horrible state I have ever lived in, and another year has passed on icy roads.
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P.S. This is no “sleepy post” or “sick post” I really have hated Virginia and Fort Lee with all my soul for years. I hated it the first time I stayed there, and I hate being near it the second time even worse. I will only be friends with people helping me find an apartment-sharing situation to move far away from the nightmare of Virginia. New Year’s Eve has reminded me that I really can NOT take another year in this horror-pit full time.
I recently traveled by airplane mid-pandemic to see old friends in Austin, Texas. I managed to run into several artist friends, and interviewed them about their latest projects. Steve Hall was one of the friends I talked to when visiting. Steve also let me take a new selfie with him, and I was happy about this as I had dropped ten pounds since I took the last one with him. I was lucky to run into so many people as the dramatic conditions of the pandemic have increased difficulty in communicating all over the world.
Steve is known by many names. He goes by Steve Hall -O- Ween, DJ Prophet, and just good old Steve. Steve’s job has him working from home these days, but he is still being very productive. His creativity’s productivity has not suffered as well. He has been hosting many online streaming events for friends near and far away. Haven online was his latest project for the Elysium restaurant and music venue in Austin. This regular online DJ event is one of the more popular ones on Twitch TV. Twitch seems to have become a favorite DJ method in the pandemic perhaps due to it’s many connections to the popular Patreon.com funding platform. Tune in to https://www.twitch.tv/elysiumhaven to check out the stream. Unfortunately ironically I was flying back to Richmond, Virginia that night, and missed the Void guest DJ set, but I will be sure to catch the future streams. I miss Austin, Texas badly, but planes, trains, and RV van trips are sure to keep me visiting the live music capitol of the world often.
“Tonight! Join us again for more mayhem!” Said Steve Hall promoting the DJ stream.
When I lived in Austin, Texas I went to the iconic restaurants, taverns, and dance clubs in the 6th Street Red River downtown district. Due to the pandemic many of the restaurants like the famous Elysium are in big financial trouble. Recently John Wickham of Elysium started a Gofundme, and released interview statements on the Gofundme donation requests.
“It is the oldest longest-running venue in the Red River District.” Said John Wickham.
I am a live music fan like so many people from Austin, and plan to donate soon to the program.
Home again… Home again jiggity jig. It felt good to leave Richmond, Virginia for some much needed travel. Plus I got laid every day that I was gone traveling. This has put me in a MUCH better mood. However it has felt good to come back home to my normal neighborhood and life. Then I rewatched Bladerunner, and that is where I got the home again home again quotation from for the blog entry.
I am chilling out with Jo’s Good Food in the Heart of Texas at the Austin Airport waiting for a flight in Austin, Texas. The weather is good for flying, and I checked into my flight on time. It is going to be nap o’clock on the flight today with my sleepless eyes.
Austin-Bergstrom International Airport In Austin, TX.
I do NOT want to go back to the ultra pathetic music scene and dating world in Richmond, Virginia. Unfortunately pandemic has limited my travel time on this trip to Austin, Texas. Meanwhile pandemic stickers are by my feet at Walmart in Austin. You have to buy travel supplies somewhere. Sorry guys but I did live for years on my own in Austin, Texas and New Orleans, Louisiana and I have to say night life does suck in comparison in Virginia.