I still can't fucking sleep. I'm having myoclonic seizures every few minutes and it's so damn uncomfortable. I'm trying really hard not to go to the emergency room.
This country is so fucked.
I'm still thinking about leaving while I still have a chance. I'm pretty sure the wall is meant to keep people from leaving.
I have a friend in Canada who can't gain entry to the US and we joke about getting married so I can just cross the border. We were going to escape to the Bahamas, hide out and go snorkeling but now the Bahamas are gone and somehow climate change became a reality.
I have a few hundred bucks and a passport. Ijustt want to escape.
You don't know the whole story but this has become my theme song.
htt Qs:/f.youtu.b_g/l RtvqLwMeY
"Are you up in the middle of the night? Like a fire fly drawn to the light. You were there like a blow torch burning.
So tired I couldn't even sleep. Promised myself I wouldn't weep. Only so many secrets I can keep.
It seems no one can help me now, I'm in too deep there's no way out. This time I have really lead myself astray.
Can you help me remember how to smile? Make it somehow all seem worthwhile?
How on earth did I get so jaded? Seems life mystery has faded.
I can go where no one else can go. I know what no one else knows!! Here I am just drowning in the pain with a ticket for a runaway train!! Everything seems cut and dry. Day and night, Earth and sky.
Somehow I just don't believe it.
Runaway train never going back. Run away on a one way track. It seems I should be getting somewhere. Somehow I'm neither here nor there.
I bought a ticket on a runaway train. Like a madman laughing in the rain. Run away cuz it always seems the same."
Who do I talk to now that you're gone??
And here come the tears. My god this is painful. And some times I feel like I'm just holding on by a thread. And my friend would say, "as long as you're still holding on."
He's gone too. My god this hurts. I can't have my body fail at the same time as my mind.
Time to dry my tears, pick myself up. Brush off a little dust and put my game face on.
--Elyssa Durant Research and Policy Analyst
Monday, November 16, 2020
Re: DailyDDoSe October 31, 2019
Sunday, November 15, 2020
Hacked Account Password reset requested for your Google Account
No rush or anything...
We
Begin forwarded message:
Date: November 15, 2020 at 1:51:44 AM EST
To: Dad
Subject: Re: Password reset requested for your Google Account
I didn't make this request, however you'll notice that I was able to bypass the password issue because I was able to get through the portal using alternative means (multi factor authorization) which is precisely why I'm beyond furious with Jonathan Gonzalez because he should have alerted me to critical security incidents which have been MANY.
I assume you saw the article I sent on Friday that Microsoft came out with a statement begging people to be aware of the huge security risk this poses and asked people to turn of 2MFA.
They also claim this is likely an attack from North Korea which is exactly what I reported to the FBI.
What's sad is that this kid is giving me attitude rather than just working WITH me since I'm pretty good at what I do.
I was able to pinpoint the exact dates and find derailed logs that support what I've been saying for over 10 years now.
There are too many examples and citations to catch you up at this late date. BUT, it is Jonathan's job to make himself aware of security vulnerabilities that place every person affiliated with TC Columbia University.
Since I contacted him I had the chance to catch up on my research and read the latest security trends and submit my current logs for further analysis.
There is absolutely no question that this goes back to my Columbia account and I had to hack my way in to take a further look.
I was able to bypass Microsoft , Google and Apple.
I of course filed a police report and now have additional information that they monetized my sites and are making a killing with Viagra ads and using my Amazon and Comcast accounts for malicious purposes.
They charged a fortune to my accounts, thus my shock and horror to see a negative balance in my bank account.
Do not reply to this email address as we know for certain it is HACKED!
Just so you know it will escalate through Thanksgiving and my iPad and other devices have been wiped and reset.
That's all for now.
I love you,
Liz
/ed70
On November 14, 2020, at 3:09 AM, Google <no-reply@accounts.google.com> wrote:
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Saturday, November 14, 2020
DDoS since July July2019
I've been suspended from Columbia do you to their inability to work with me regarding a Unauthorized billing I just had a data breach that happened 11 years ago and ever since then they have just blown me off and now it's costing me about $350,000 and I've had enough I've got a file formal complaints on and they don't even bother to return my phone calls so I need to now I am verify and prove that I wrote these articles so that I don't have to now since they refuse to
https://lizdurant.wordpress.com/2011/04/14/investing-in-the-ivy-league-is-it-worth-the-money/
Investing in the Ivy League: Is it worth the money? || Elyssa Durant, Ed.M. (c) 2008
View all posts by Chilleh Penguin
April 14, 2011
Investing in the Ivy League
Is it Worth the Money?
By Elyssa Durant
Is an Ivy League Degree Worth the Money?
Two days before the voter registration deadline, and another laptop goes missing. Only this time, it was not stolen by thieves or lost by the Election Commission. This time it was the Board of Education loaded up with the social security data and personal information of local school teachers.
The Tennesseean openly discusses the salary of Metro teachers in the July 6 edition of The Tennesseean. The reporter makes it sound like she has uncovered some profound secret: Teachers are underpaid. No shit?
The papers seem to gloss over the magnitude if the situation of teacher pay and mobility within Metro Nashville. I wasted a ton of money at Vanderbilt and almost as much in the Ivy League. By investing in a useless program and a worthless degree, I am the first to admit I have made some bad choices, but now I am asking for some advice. I CAN'T FIND A JOB! I can't afford to complete the application, or find transportation to get to an interview. I am beyond broke. I am so far in debt that I don't even bother to open my mail since it consists only negative balances, bank statements, and letters from collection agencies and the Department of Education. When I found out that someone recently used my social security number to open an account in Jersey City, I was thrilled at the prospect that my credit score might actually go up!
There are a plethora of young, talented individuals like myself who would be more than willing to work for MNPS or any other company if we could simply access the resources necessary to complete the application. We all know that teacher salary is ridiculous to begin with, so no kudos to the reporter at the Tennessean for pointing out the obvious.
Currently, I work part-time as an educator with a "Masters + 30" degree. I earn $10.46/hour before taxes and without benefits. That doesn't go far. Unfortunately, I simply cannot afford the fees associated with alternative certification.
I never dreamed that I would have to apply for a social services grant simply to find a job. I never thought about fees for fingerprinting, TB tests, official transcripts, examination fees, processing fees necessary to apply a position that really only requires a GED.
The bottom line is this: regardless of good intentions or misguided mentoring, I am a financial burden to you all. I pay taxes out of your taxes. I am absolutely convinced that there must be a better way to live than relying upon government subsidies to keep a roof over my head and Ramen noodles in my tummy.
I am not too proud to beg for a job or take some free advice if it will help me to get from here to there. I need someone, anyone, willing to give me a chance to prove myself.
Help become the person I was meant to be. Try to the see the person I could become. I have so much to contribute, but few resources get there. I believe I deserve more out of life than this, and I think that if you knew me, you would think so too.
This is the reality I live in. This is poverty. This is why I'm hoping that someone out there knows someone or some way that I can contribute more to society than what I am taking.
Relying upon the "welfare" of others is a terrible way to live especially when you have something to give back. I live so far beneath the poverty line, that I am willing to work for the necessities in life that I simply can not afford such as toothpaste and Internet access.
If anyone knows of some funds to help with the application fees associated simply to access community programs, grant based training programs, transportation, or Internet access for career resources, I will continue to be a leach on society.
I need someone to invest in ME!
I have sent similar letters to every agency and non-profit that I have ever "worked" for. Surely the AT&T cable bill could have included a measure to assist the disabled and economically challenged such as free online Internet access to Internet and the online interactive PDF application— also the only acceptable format by HR and Applicant Services for the State of Tennessee.
Surely one of these big companies coming to Tennessee can help by hiring one over educated, underemployed, and dedicated employee. All I need is a chance.
HELL NO!
Author: Chilleh Penguin
A frisky penguin.
Sent from my iPhone
DailyDDoSe (c)️October 3, 2020
DailyDDoSe ©️October 3, 2020
Greetings!
Feeling kind of yuck today. Have an insurance glitch. Well nightmare... they cancelled my health insurance again. It seems they always do that when I have an expensive procedure scheduled— so I have to change my radiology appointment tomorrow with my neurosurgeon.
Normally it would have me ragey shouting profanities and screaming my head off but today it just has me sad and overwhelmed.
Trying to balance my emotions through all these medication changes and hormonal changes (my body is starting to produce hormones on it's own again which is was not on the prednisone) is making my head spin.
It's not much fun for the people around me. Plus, the construction next door has really taken away my safe place that I go to and sit, read, and relax.
Now that the weather is cooling off I'll have to look for a nearby park I can go to and escape.
Trump is coming down this weekend so the protest season has begun. I'm having some trouble walking again but I can probably go in a wheelchair or take an Uber to our meeting place and use my big mouth for good.
That's all for me. Hope you're well.
Elyssa
DailyDDoSe in DDoS ~ I’ll be back
I still can't fucking sleep. I'm having myoclonic seizures every few minutes and it's so damn uncomfortable. I'm trying really hard not to go to the emergency room.
This country is so fucked.
I'm still thinking about leaving while I still have a chance. I'm pretty sure the wall is meant to keep people from leaving.
I have a friend in Canada who can't gain entry to the US and we joke about getting married so I can just cross the border. We were going to escape to the Bahamas, hide out and go snorkeling but now the Bahamas are gone and somehow climate change became a reality.
I have a few hundred bucks and a passport. I just want to escape.
You don't know the whole story but this has become my theme song.
https://youtu.be/NRtvqT_wMeY
"Are you up in the middle of the night? Like a fire fly drawn to the light. You were there like a blow torch burning.
So tired I couldn't even sleep. Promised myself I wouldn't weep. Only so many secrets I can keep.
It seems no one can help me now, I'm in too deep, there's no way out. This time I have really lead myself astray.
Can you help me remember how to smile? Make it somehow all seem worthwhile?
How on earth did I get so jaded? Seems life mystery has faded.
I can go where no one else can go. I know what no one else knows!!
Here I am just drowning in the pain with a ticket for a runaway train!!
Everything seems cut and dry. Day and night, Earth and sky.
Somehow I just don't believe it.
Runaway train never going back. Run away on a one way track. It seems I should be getting somewhere. Somehow I'm neither here nor there.
I bought a ticket on a runaway train. Like a madman laughing in the rain.
Run away cuz it always seems the same."
Who do I talk to now that you're gone??
And here come the tears. My god this is painful. And some times I feel like I'm just holding on by a thread. And my friend would say, "as long as you're still holding on."
He's gone too. My god this hurts. I can't have my body fail at the same time as my mind.
Time to dry my tears, pick myself up. Brush off a little dust and put my game face on.
Sunday, November 1, 2020
CNN Business: A hacker gained access to 100 million Capital One credit card applications and accounts
A hacker gained access to 100 million Capital One credit card applications and accounts
In one of the biggest data breaches ever, a hacker gained access to more than 100 million Capital One customers' accounts and credit card applications earlier this year.
Read in CNN Business: https://apple.news/A_LjYWV3uQWuuMoUiy7r-2A
Totally wrong. And he's @citibank
Sunday, October 4, 2020
Karen Trump
Karen Update October 4, 2020
Monday, September 28, 2020
Elyssa’s Mission~ Suicide Prevention
"Asked once why he wanted to be a writer, he responded: "I knew that I wanted to be a writer because I wanted to do something that had the potential to outlast my own death." -Ned Vizzini 1981-2013
Around 9 pm I received a flood of comments (62) on a small site I rarely
use or visit.
It struck me as odd until a dear friend called me just before midnight to tell me that my dear friend, Ned Vizzini had taken his own life at age 32 leaving behind a small child from his parent's Park Slope home yesterday.
I encourage you to read these comments. Very interesting and some disturbing. They were from a forum that has not always been kind to me. I publish the bad with the good so you see how cruel and ignorant people can be.
It was an article about someone who committed suicide due to financial stress.
I can relate to that. I am worth more dead than I am alive to many people and will cross post this late post on Barbara's site where I can speak more freely and expect criticism for being a burden on society.
I know what it is like to want to die. To feel that the pain of another 40-50 years is too much to bear.
I am not suicidal but I have been told my life is worthless and I should do the "honorable thing" and end my own life.
It ain't gonna happen.
I'm not easy, but I am not cruel.
I'm not always nice or cheery or lovable but I am honest and probably the most loyal person you will ever meet.
Saturday, September 19, 2020
#Karen Part II
Just Put them out of mind. Nothing good will come from focusing on them.
> On Sep 19, 2020, at 7:55 AM, Liz wrote:
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> The psychotic mother person had the nerve to send me photos of her Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year) party; didn't wish me a L'Shanah Tovah and then said she was too tired from entertaining to speak to me about the STAT medical testing and referral ordered at 8:47pm last night.
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> Lauren was equally inappropriate and has been "competing" with me and told me she was paralyzed and incontinent from Lyme Disease and it's bizarre, offensive, dismissive and infuriating.
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> But that's why I need a trauma specialist and ganglion block injections. I have a visceral response to their inappropriate behavior and the stress and PTSD triggers muscle spasms which in turn causes muscle guarding and tension affecting my neuro symptoms which both painful and counterproductive for my recovery.