So, I just had to bitch about Washington Mutual credit cards for a moment. I just tried to use my card, and was told that it was reported lost or stolen. That's odd, I thought, so I called the credit card company. I was told by the Customer Service rep that the card was reported lost in 2005 and a new one was sent to me. "Well that's interesting" I said, "I just used that card 3 weeks ago to sign up on a porn site, and it was approved" which led to, "yes sir, but the credit card number you gave me was reported lost or stolen and a new one was mailed". "huh", I said, then you should put me on with a manager, because we have a problem". So, I talked to the supervisor, who told me the same thing. I said, "well this isn't all that surprising since, if I am a day late on a monthly payment, your collections department stalks me with 10-14 calls a day until I get the payment in". She said, "well I am sorry I am sending out a new card now." And I said, "so you have no explanation as to 1) who called in to say it was lost or stolen and 2) where you sent this card?" And she said, "it was sent to 912 22nd St", and I said, "well that would be interesting, especially since I just moved here in October, and wasn't here in 2005" To which she replied, "do you know someone that lived there then?" "No, I did not" So, a new card is being sent. . .which doesn't help with finishing my Christmas shopping. Oh well, the moral of the story you may ask? NEVER, EVER get a Washington Mutual card (formerly Providian).

Here's to the holiday season! That time of year that really takes a bite out of your wallet and makes you appreciate how crappy it is to be single. Work parties, friends parties, bar parties, hooray! No good drunken holiday stories to report yet, but its still early :)

Living alone again has made me realize how much I require human interaction. How much I crave company. How disappointing it is when plans fall through. And how difficult it is for me to sit at home. Its part of the whole getting comfortable with myself and relishing time alone, rather than pacing around trying to figure out how to stop thinking about how lonely and depressed I am because no one is around to hang out with me. Silly really. With so much going on, the small amount of down time I have should be about touching base with friends and family, relaxing and catching up on tv/housework/etc. instead of wasting time focusing on things that aren't broken, just temporarily out of order.

Happy Holidays!