How unhappy, how miserable, how unproductive. I’m only still here because Grendel needs me. I don’t write anymore in great part because between the trust and Butch doing everything for me, I’m denied, and have been denied the opportunity to make, and learn from my self-correcting, my own mistakes. I think that’s why I was so happy to sign up and beta test Mac OS Sierra. Yes, I got so frustrated I un-installed and re-installed it. But I persevered and the latest update fixed the issues I was having with it. I’m still reticent to use Suri because of my speech dysarthria, and she’s a HUGE part of Sierra. But, so far, we’re working it out. I’[m hunt’n’pecking this, but only because it’s late, I’m too knackered, & my speech dysarthria really kicks in when I’m tired.
Arguing for my independence with my trust lords has gotten really old, really fast. See, I’m like a poor man’s Brittany Spears: all my money is in a special needs trust, dispensed as need be by my Trustees: Gil Roth and Peter Johnson. Gil, I’ve been friends with since St. John’s. Peter does this for a living, & cuts me a world of always legal and ethical slack. More tomorrow. Nighty-night.