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Had a good (brief) phone conversation with one of my sisters-in-law (the one person in my close family who actually tries to help me find jobs rather than complain that I don't have one yet). It seems to have finally gotten through to somebody that maybe I'm not lazy, not faking all my problems, not trying to be a parasite. She seemed terribly disappointed that I'd taken my brothers at their word when they said they'd provide no more financial help ("We don't want you to starve!") but unfortunately she didn't really provide any ideas on how to better communicate to them what's going on with me. There've been arguments, apparently, amongst the four on what to do about me. The s-i-l is planning to send me a little money to buy food & medication so I can build my strength up again (not much money though--apparently she doesn't want to anger my brother with this).

"Since we never see you, we have no way of knowing what you're really going through. We figured you were just being lazy, you know, and we thought maybe a little tough love would give you the motivation to do something."

"I was already doing everything I could. Now I can do less." For the moment, that fact seems to have sunk in.

In other news

Today on my favorite mailing list some of us talked about news stories like the one about the woman getting arrested for having too many sex toys and the one about the administration's "stealth war on condoms". This prompted me to wonder if the Information Awareness Office (you gotta love their logo) and their plans for Total Information Awareness, collecting and tying together all the info on all the computers, isn't really just an excuse for government officials to download lots and lots of porn. (The line "This is a WAR on TERRAH and we need to know everything there is to know about the terrahrists... whoa, look at the hooters on that one!" wasn't typed by me--that was my evil twin.)

Of course I'm wondering how the flesh-eating squirrels and the revelation that Mickey Mouse is 700 years old can be tied into this, which probably just goes to show how desperately I need medication.