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I got my BAFTA membership through, so even though I'll be bankrupt and homeless paying for those court costs to evict tenant-from-hell.... I can still watch movies! Besty took me out to watch Jane Eyre to distract me from imminent breakdown. Funnily enough, I ended up having a meeting with Ruby Films this morning. Thank god I loved the movie, and the amazing Michael Fassbender and Mia Wasikowska.... it always sucks having a meeting with producers and having to carefully avoid mentioning their work, because you hated it. Not so with Ruby, who also made the incredible 'Temple Grandin'. Ruby kick butt.
I am really, really not good at dealing with stress and money and uber-shit, so I booked in with a shrink and my chiropractor. It's money that should be spent on other stuff, but sometimes you have to invest in a little of you to prevent things like... having an enormous fucking breakdown because you're worried you're about to go into mortgage arrears. Having splurged to a stranger and been bashed into shape and massaged by movie-going, I'm starting to feel better. (Though I'd like to point out to Simon Longo's government appointed lawyer and the Ms Rhonda Clarke who advised him to stay illegally in my property - I'm still absolutely wrecked by this experience. I'll add the shrink and the chiro to the small claims case;) I'm still kind of in shock and awe that the British system, designed to protect people, actually creates massive disparities and bias between tenants and landlords, thus creating and sustaining inequality, and reinforcing difference. It doesn't give landlords and tenants equal power and access to the same resources - it makes people like me at the mercy of a man who refuses to move and has, at his fingertips, resources, money and employees provided by the government, which are denied to me by dint that I own property. It makes landlords powerless.
The worst thing about this whole experience is that I'll never, ever trust a person on DSS again. And most of them are good people having a shit time who need the help to live a proper life and get on their feet again. But some of them are using the system to fund their holiday home in London while they take vacations abroad and break leases. And because of one Simon Longo, the Daily Mail will write a million articles about evil benefits seekers, and anyone who gets screwed by a Simon Longo will feel like a rightwing cunt for complaining. I feel like a rightwing cunt. And yet my future hangs in the balance because my mortgage rates rose on 1st March, and now I'm picking up bills and court costs I never planned for. And I'm being told I'm a cunt by Camden because I'd rather make Simon Longo get off his arse and find someplace else to live so that I don't lose my own property and my credit in the UK.
I'm in LA. My borrowed sofa's comfy. I'm broke and I have loads of work and it's raining and Mr Chips is lots better and I have yoga at 7am tomorrow morning and I'm far, far away from the asshole living in my home.
The world is still a beautiful place.
It's the little things that make life worthwhile, despite the preponderance of cunts in the world.
I do love LA today more than ever.
I am really, really not good at dealing with stress and money and uber-shit, so I booked in with a shrink and my chiropractor. It's money that should be spent on other stuff, but sometimes you have to invest in a little of you to prevent things like... having an enormous fucking breakdown because you're worried you're about to go into mortgage arrears. Having splurged to a stranger and been bashed into shape and massaged by movie-going, I'm starting to feel better. (Though I'd like to point out to Simon Longo's government appointed lawyer and the Ms Rhonda Clarke who advised him to stay illegally in my property - I'm still absolutely wrecked by this experience. I'll add the shrink and the chiro to the small claims case;) I'm still kind of in shock and awe that the British system, designed to protect people, actually creates massive disparities and bias between tenants and landlords, thus creating and sustaining inequality, and reinforcing difference. It doesn't give landlords and tenants equal power and access to the same resources - it makes people like me at the mercy of a man who refuses to move and has, at his fingertips, resources, money and employees provided by the government, which are denied to me by dint that I own property. It makes landlords powerless.
The worst thing about this whole experience is that I'll never, ever trust a person on DSS again. And most of them are good people having a shit time who need the help to live a proper life and get on their feet again. But some of them are using the system to fund their holiday home in London while they take vacations abroad and break leases. And because of one Simon Longo, the Daily Mail will write a million articles about evil benefits seekers, and anyone who gets screwed by a Simon Longo will feel like a rightwing cunt for complaining. I feel like a rightwing cunt. And yet my future hangs in the balance because my mortgage rates rose on 1st March, and now I'm picking up bills and court costs I never planned for. And I'm being told I'm a cunt by Camden because I'd rather make Simon Longo get off his arse and find someplace else to live so that I don't lose my own property and my credit in the UK.
I'm in LA. My borrowed sofa's comfy. I'm broke and I have loads of work and it's raining and Mr Chips is lots better and I have yoga at 7am tomorrow morning and I'm far, far away from the asshole living in my home.
The world is still a beautiful place.
It's the little things that make life worthwhile, despite the preponderance of cunts in the world.
I do love LA today more than ever.
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