Rock Retractions

A little after midnight this time, but I didn't want to take any chances, so I also jerked off. It was really, really strange. I just could not stop screaming at myself *while I was doing it.*

There was some mail leftover from yesterday, mostly just Allpages that needed to be completed. Carl had given me a headstart on service, so I used the extra time to take care of case offers, etc.

When Justin From Middle School last messaged me, he said my religion sounded like Aquataicism from Bob's Burgers, so I found the episode and watched it. It was kind of meh, tbh, but then, I've never cared for farce plotlines. And it bears no resemblance to Symbism other than both being new "religions."

I messaged Tim about his stimulus payment, but it still hadn't shown up for him. More than that, Tami was still completely ignoring the marina's tenancy requirements, maybe because it all happened under Tim's name or something, the way my old houseguests would play fast and loose with the rules while I was at work.

After work, I found myself thinking about the Benoit we're working on, and while it would probably be "good enough" for me to just show up and say "yeah, late remand," I don't want to get through by the skin of my teeth anymore. Instead I started Lisa Simpsoning/Annie Edisoning/etc, just to make sure I had all the dates, the whole picture. I got through most of it, but then Julian called, and kept calling when I didn't answer. He asked if I was busy, but asking that after calling repeatedly felt a little like someone shouting "HEY ARE YOU ASLEEP YET?" He asked for help with his appeal, insisted I don't need to be licensed in Arkansas even though...you do. I agreed to help, if only from behind the scenes, but then he just started speeding through the whole story of what happened and I had to literally shout over him to get him to wait while I wrote. I get that he was mostly venting, but if you've asked me to write this stuff down and give advice....I asked him again to send me scans of everything.