Okay, let's just start out that first, Kevvie and I, while we support each other, been doing that for nearly 25 years (yes, we were teenagers when we fell in love for the first time), now we're thirtysomethings and married to each other, even though spent 17 of those forced apart (irrelevant now), we have some issues that affect Kevvie and I. It's not the relationship, but factors outside it that could.
Rant #1: Kevvie still being screwed over
Seventeen years ago, some persons not even related to him forced us to separate for basically ridiculous reasons. I learned if he and I didn't separate, he would be punished by placement in a congregate residential facility because he didn't, does not, and still doesn't like roommates. Especially if he or a third party chooses such roommate(s). They told him that loving someone like me wasn't "normal," and he "needs to learn how to live with people, because normal people do it." So? Many people don't like living with others. It's simple. You can be friends with people, but seeing your friend cohabitating with you, what once used to be a wonderful experience, hanging with him/her on select occasions now is dreadful because you're now having to put up with quirks you might not have known they had.
Love is another story, but significant to include here. The persons who made Kevvie and I break up 17 years ago thought his love for me was too one-sided. Nope! It's a two-way street with us!
But after I moved in with Kevvie a month ago, to give him a second chance, which I do not regret, he's still the same Kevvie I fell in love with, but one thing still needs to be changed.
He has matured, but still has one more thing to do before he really is mature.
He needs to stop being dicked over by people giving thin veils of "help," "hope," or whatever, only to entrap him into yet another scheme of control, and being taken advantage of.
I, Vanessa, his lover, see it everyday.
He has lost a lot of weight. He used to have a nice (albeit sexy!) little potbelly but is now is a droopy, nothing there, floppy, flabby piece of skin that isn't that great.
The reason? He is being fed scraps! He doesn't get any reasonable amount to spend on real food! When he wants to go grocery shopping, his payee, who basically forced him into becoming it because someone else dropped him for stupid reasons (same as now, which I will elaborate shortly), and as like before, the same song and dance again. Dèjá fucking Vu all over again, he says, and yet I have to agree.
But, if he wants to go to the store to pick up something to eat, he is handed a small pathetic amount of cash, maybe a small bill or two, and a fistful of change. But nothing over $5 for a trip to the store. When he goes over to the Food Lion up the street, he takes a very long time to pick up $5 worth of food, and yet I ask myself why. I even asked him.
He said once to me, "Vanessa, reason is, is because I have to take a very vague concept of what I want to eat, and decide upon what I can get cheaply, and be able to purchase a bottle of soda, too, without going over."
I even asked him if that so-called "brother" who is his payee even takes time to take him shopping or if he even tried to ask for a way to let him do it. (I know he isn't his real brother. I know who Kevvie's real brother is, and it's definitely not this bald motherfucker who is only six or seven months younger than Kevvie.) Again, Kevvie said it's nigh impossible. I even heard him spout to him that there is no money left.
Impossible!
Is Kevvie paying this guy's rent with his own too? Is this dude buying things for himself with Kevvie's money? Where is this money going? Why isn't Kevvie being told? And why does this asswipe keep on deflecting the issue, saying that he isn't supposed to tell Kevvie how the money is being spent when he is supposed to, upon Kevvie's request?
The only solution: Get The Fuck Out of Virginia. We really can't divulge many details at this juncture because, one, the fear we could get financially, emotionally, and physically injured if we speak too much in advance of details we do not even know yet.
Kevvie has a shitty Android phone, with shit for RAM, shit for internal storage for apps on Google Play or downloaded elsewhere; and on a horribly shitty prepaid plan (Net10). And my google-fu has revealed that Net10's forums are a joke! If their mods were to moderate on another board for a day, they'd probably lose moderator privilege in an hour!
Let's make a hypothetical example if a Net10 Forums moderator was granted Forum Moderator status on, say, The Doll Forum.
(DollNewb)
I'm looking at the Boy Toy Dolls here. How light are they?
(Net10 TDF Guest Mod)
Hi, DollNewb! Net10 TDF Guest Mod here. Please check your private messages for an answer.
WINE TANDY FIREFOX! (WTF!)
AlexKnight, Nescio50, Netwit or other TDF mods would've kicked that TracFone employee out of TDF for life!
(In case you wanna know, the correct answer is 65 pounds. I'm a Boy Toy doll.)
But that is how it goes on any TracFone forum. Unbelievable.
But he doesn't have a good computer. He doesn't have one at all. His computer, an HP Presario laptop, that he rejiggered into a killer Linux machine to do slick edits in Kdenlive without bogging down or crashing, is because he took a decent Ubuntu distribution, stripped out Unity, which bogged it down while the MLT framework done its own thing, and recompiled a kernel. I would have been more than impressed if I've seen him do it personally, but since he doesn't have a computer, I haven't been able to yet. I hope I can soon.
And why I haven't?
Because that dickweed of a payee of his took his computer and sold it, and gave him a cheap as shit Android tablet that has NO ability to download from Google Play, and the keyboard it came with is a flimsy piece of crap. He said it broke within a week. The tablet still works... barely. The charger it came with is non-standard, and any USB charger will not work with it. It will not charge with a USB plug. Instead, uses a small barrel plug that won't even stay in.
Which leads to...
Rant #2: Android sucks, kinda.
Don't get me wrong, I am not an iSheep. Neither am I a Fandroid. I grew up on computers, and I would have a nice desktop or laptop running a real operating system (Linux, because of OS-9 for the TRS-80 Color Computer, but I digress), well, because, you're not locked into one language or format of programming.
Android has this stupid enforcement of Java, and while it's technically possible to write in another language for Android, but it's very impossible to do so.
Let me put it to you simply: JAVA SUCKS!
I'm not a Microsoft fangirl either, but Steve Ballmer was spot on when he stated his dislike of Java: Slow, easily corruptible, easily fragmented, and about an inconceivable number of reasons against Java.
Oh, you might be able to find an app or two on Google Play that would let you code in, say, C++...
And so you find out you need the Android Native Development Kit, or NDK!
But it's not recommended! Google DEMANDS Java!
"But I thought with the NDK, I can write or port over this code to work in Android!"
Nope. In fact, Google chastises you for opting to want to port C++ code for Android! They say that it's only for graphics and game engines, not just you prefer to code in C/C++...
And finally,
Rant #3: Never trust a prepaid wireless service run by a Mexican.
I'm talking about TracFone Wireless. Sure, their simple phone models are awesome... if you need one for an emergency, or are a drug dealer so you have a way to erase records of transactions you've made (lol), but their smartphone service is a fucking nightmare!
One, no matter what their advertising states, you do NOT get a "modern phone on the best networks."
Second, the service is screwy. Some people have reported their 3G/4G data being terminated with reported "data overages" for blowing past the stated limit, even if the phone was used mostly on WiFi!
And there's a laughable Rent-A-Center ad on TV about getting a Samsung Galaxy S5 on Net10 "with no credit check, contract, or deposit," but still, rent-to-own places are ridiculous in pricing. One study had revealed that only about 20-30% of a payment at such a location is for the actual merchandise. The other 70-80% of it is all "service fees, recovery fees, and other additional charges" that happens to inflate the final cost of the merchandise by about four or five times its MSRP.
But, I've had enough of my ranting. Kevvie was talking to a friend of his, which delayed my posting of this by an hour or so. He's stressed, and I need to give him some TLC, because he is in such a wrecked state of mind, not to forget, living in a fucked up, wrecked state (Virginia)!
--Vanessa
Posted by Cadence J. Havens at 10:33 PM No comments:
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Hello World!
Well, I, Cadence-Josephine Vanessa Havens, decided to do all the blogging details and heavy lifting for my husband, who was very kind to let me use his domain name, TheJuggadolls.org, for this project.
A little bit about me:
I knew Kevin (who I affectionately call Kevvie, but I am the only one who can call him that, nobody else) for nearly 25 years. Yes, 25 years!
But the thing is, he never knew my full name. I always let him call me Vanessa.
When I finally moved in with the man who I fell in love with nearly 17 years after we first broke up, not his or my fault, but from someone else (and prefer not to say), we got married right the hell away!
Kevvie said, "Cadence, only one other person was allowed to call me Kevvie. And that was some mannequin I broke up with, not my fault, seventeen years ago, named Vanessa."
I stopped him there and said, "Kevvie, you married me, yes. But you just didn't marry a Cadence, you married your first love. You married Vanessa."
He seemed dumbfounded at first, but once when he realized that I was the Vanessa he fell in love with, our love is stronger, and grows every day.
So, updates will be pretty infrequent, but I, or two other contributors, will try to keep you posted on the world of Linux and silicone dolls.
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