My OCD is making me crazy since I know the stimulus check is going to be deposited via direct deposit tomorrow maybe? I’m confused, but I’ve kept running into the date as April 9th, which is coming. I’m trying to figure out my budget for this check depending on what I need to get off of the Internets, in particular the books, since I found a new resource for that, Bilbio.com. I’m mad as hell at Amazon.com for doing bad things to their employees-making me grateful doors did not open. I’m just relieved for the stimulus check coming, on the 9th if that is even the case. I doubt my own perceptions a lot because of my family telling me that the way I size things up, sense things, and decide anything is flawed when I know it isn’t.
Had I been on pediatric schizoaffective medication, I would have been less stigmatized, but my family is not as enlightened about this stuff as I am, having devoured books on mental health, gone to NAMI classes, and learned about medication from my psychiatrist. I’ve had many a psychiatrist over the years, but now I see that I have to extract myself from my family’s money because I need to line up further sources of income. It has to be done; I feel the need to breakaway and move to Los Angeles like I’ve always wanted to do. All my elementary school friends have their own income, are married, and often have children. I don’t want kids but I want to get married, although I don’t need the money. I don’t want to marry for money like many women do; I want to facilitate making my own money.
I had some really mean roommates in those years, which were as bad as my freshman year Spanish class full of sophomores who hated my guts with racially charged hatred besides hating on me for my first name. The roommates were busy making things up about what I had done wrong to them, while also not letting me apologize or make it up to them. I had better roommates in Spring 2005, and then in Fall 2005, I had to deal with bullying again because I lived with a family whose older daughter made my life hell. Back then I was used to being mistreated so I didn’t necessarily make waves. My roommates in college were really nasty to me for stupid reasons that looking back does not make sense to me. One roommate went to work high off of a marijuana brownie. And my parents expected me to handle this on my own by killing them with kindness? If anything I learned to be nasty to them back.
I had a business plan about making custom made laptops that are built using American-manufactured parts. I would refurbish computers but not sell them online, although I’d rather sell them to people in person even if I’d have a website or an eBay racket also. If I were going to mail out computer parts or laptops themselves, I’d actually try to make sure that I’d find parts exclusively made in the USA as part of my marketing. Not only would I built laptops, I’d sell them too, and I’d need a business partner who is capable of understanding tech, also able to fix laptops. For that, I need to build my own laptop, my own made in the USA laptop. I’d also have a way to help people back up their work onto USB, I did all the number crunching for this plan, because the numbers are listed on this plan.
My project involves renting a printing press for those who want to self-publish or publish newsletters in print or online. We would provide online publishing tools to the masses that want to get their work out there. This would be available to most groups. This website idea would be similar to Submittable, which provides a way to work on a company’s submission and review process when they are trying to get people to submit their work. The target market is writers, and editors, although we have to learn at what point do I break even. The name of this business will be Vasquez-Paez and a partner’s last name, even if my partner is remote although it would be nice to find a partner in California.
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