Blood-thirsty SOBs

So, the student loan people finally caught up to me.

It's not like I was trying to evade them - quite the contrary - In fact, I spent the better part of a summer weekend hunting down my Canada Student Loan with no luck whatsoever. I even went as far as submitting for my credit report through the two Canadian credit bureaus, and still nothing...not a mention of a $10,000 loan anywhere in collection or otherwise.

Now this morning, with only four more shopping weeks until Christmas, I see a Loans section on my Scotiabank online account. $10,200 and some cents. Due today. All of it. Are these people on crack? The balance in my account right now is $1.93. You think they'd be able to see that. My work cheques are direct deposited to my account, so they should also see that, along with the number of months it would take to accumulate $10,000 without paying any other bills, thus how ridiculous it is to demand payment in full today.

It's all pretty crazmo, if you ask me. Not that my bank wants the money back, which they originally loaned me; that, I get. But when I was trying to get my finances and credit in order and tried to seek out this information, set a payment schedule, etc... I didn't even exist to them. Now, some months later, not only do they know what I owe to the penny, but they want every last penny immediately.

I'm going to start keeping my money in a cookie jar.

A big Swiss cookie jar.

:-)

On Being a Geek

Have you ever been to Alefgard, and quested to the Dragon Lord's castle, where an effing stoneman or red dragon attacks you with every single step, even though you've cast the spell "repel" several dozen times? Of course you have.

Long story short, it took about 9 hours of game-play to get my blogger profile pic, so appreciate it, dammit.

The End

This first post signifies the end of a great many things, from a certain point of view.

I'm entering a stage of life, it would seem, where I don't want to be completely out and in the open. Nobody needs to know exactly who I am, where I'm from or any of that other boring narcissistic stuff.

I've been blogging for about three years now. I was big for a while - 40,000 readers a month big - but then it went bad. Real bad. Stalkers, employers threatening to fire me, you know the drill... Well, maybe you don't. Point is, the fun-loving, super-geek, 80's blog that once was became completely impossible for me to maintain.

Here's the thing though: (Almost) every night for the past seven months, I've written a post and saved it to draft instead of letting it go public for fear of my boss doing a Google search.

I'm out for now. but I will be back soon.

I guarantee it.