Who got lost on the way to the testing place, parked two blocks away and had to sprint through a rainstorm to get there on time and yet still passed her test? THAT WOULD BE ME.

I have one more test next week, the English Certification, and then bob's your motherfucking uncle and I can get hired as a real teacher with benefits and everything.

Yay, Scrappy!

Neither rain ... etc., etc. ... will deter Scrappy! yay!

I am graciously accepting all accolades.

Yes yes yes y'all, scrappy killing it! Woot!

Yay Scrappy!

{{{askye}}} The Blasey Ford stuff is kicking up terrible things for me, too. I'm not exactly an assault survivor, but not unequivocally not, either; I don't even know how to describe what I still call "the incident." But I know it happened the same year, and I was a year younger than she was, and nobody but my parents and my therapist knew for years, and the casual, easy, immediate contempt and loathing people feel totally free to express toward her are just drilling down into a core of volcanic rage seething right under my skin. I'm just barely able to keep it from leaking out all over everything. And I'm seeing the same thing everywhere, from so many women. It feels terrifying and all-consuming and exhausting.

I'd rather think about Scrappy being the most ass-kicking name-taking teacher in town, really.

The Blasey Ford stuff is kicking up terrible things for me, too.

I can't read too much about it because of the trifecta of (1) women are not believed; (2) gaslighting; and (3) this country grossly misunderstands the effects of trauma.

I'd really like to make it to 50 without having a stroke, and that shit is giving me a damn rage aneurysm.

Woohoo, Scrappy!

Yay scrappy!!

The second half of work was ok. There is just a lot to do and we are short handed . There just aren't enough people to fill all the jobs in the area. But I had some really nice customers. This morning I had women who don't seem to understand the concept of "I'm out of your size".

We also started putting out the Christmas decorations for sale.

Penny has been in my lap purring and I've been watching iZombie. I really wish I had a day off but that is Sunday. And my moral is bothering and I'm still waiting to find out what the dental insurance will cover The second half of this year looks like more medical debt.

For me I think a big part of what is triggering the PTSD is seeing people minimizing what happened and also questioning why she isn't acting the way they expect (coming forward at the time etc). I am modifying my social media habits.

This is also making me feel rally pessimistic about the future and go the dark thoughts that this is the beginning stages of an authoricratic regime/dictatorship situation.

Accolades, Scrappy!

The whole Kavanaugh thing is deeply upsetting to me. I'm trying to keep up with the news without raging out.