I know it's not the most exciting, but I admit I'm enjoying her current miserable state.
She's not exciting, but I do love the absolute sobering silence of her current life.
She was so excited to leave Syria.
She had possibly even convinced herself that this time would be different. She'd get a new cat that actually loves her, and she'd have manservant Peetz back and she'll be able to eat all her favourite foods which will make her feel super good, and make good content because she's feeling so super good!
Instead all her horrible choices, all the selfish, arrogant acts in her past have caught up with her.
Villa 2.0 is an outdated hovel in a shit part of town: You will never convince me this is the place she "had her heart set on" and convinced the landlord to rethink their rejection. She would never call a place with shared laundry, no dishwasher and no air conditioner "perfect". Nothing about this place, no matter how quickly she may have glanced at the ad or how twisted her priorities, is to her standards.
Chantal has always been arrogant about her homesteads. She has trashed them, yes, but lording her living space over others has always been her thing. Even in Kuwait she was talking about how she wanted a bigger place and was visibly pissed when Salah said he was fine in a small one.
I have no doubt in her mind that one of the reasons she and her family were fighting when she was in Syria still was because her mom would no cosign another place for her. This isn't surprising when you consider the last time Chantal made these exact plans her cosigner (either her mom or step dad most likely) would have been stuck paying her first and last, and possibly other penalties for a broken lease and having
literal frozen shit in the freezer.
So anyone pissed about how she treated her last landlord or how she talked down about others living in a "motel 6" or trailer, this is pretty good karma.
There is no sign of Peetz: An unexpected treat! It seems after being left to deal with cleaning out the Villa, having no job after she said she'd always support him and only being contacted when she needed something, Peetz is at least apprehensive about rejoining Chantal's orbit.
I don't know how permanent this will be but it's clear Chantal thought the moment she moved in, no matter what he'd said prior, that Peetz would drop everything and come running and now she's openly suffering because he isn't.
So anyone who is personally offended by how bad of friend she's been to Peetz, you can enjoy your justice.
The cat hates her: This is a pretty easy one, and I won't dwell on any cat stuff for too long but it brings a smile to my face how much Julia hates her, and how determined Chantal was to get a brand new kitten. My ongoing theory with Bruce and this kitten is that she was determined to get a kitten that was too young to be away from its mom and would therefore bond to her the way Sam did. Older cats have too much personality already, she wanted to sink her claws in while they're so dependent.
I'd say the consequences for pulling this shit with little Bruce Lee have already been immensely satisfying but with her being so uncoordinated, so undexterous, so rough in handling things (I assume her hands are so coated in fat she can't feel how hard she handles something) and so loud, that kitten will never be anything but terrified of her.
It's sad for the kitten, for sure, but she will lose even more beezers if she rehomes this kitten and zero support when she gets another.
It's hard to call this one a win, but it's definitely a huge L for her that
another cat hates her and that she's not going to have an easy source of affection on demand.
Her favourite food hurts: Listening to her go on and on about the food she missed while she was away was something else. I've never seen such insane examples of food addiction. Hearing someone actually wax poetic about a chicken burger is a level of fat I can't even comprehend.
Well Chantal, you have it all now! Free access to as many sickeningly grease soaked meat lumps you desire. But oh sweet reader, she is paying dearly for all that past gluttony. Food was her one constant source of happiness, something she legitimately orgasms while consuming and now thanks to her terrible health and uncontrolled diabetes, yes she still enjoys eating it but my god is she physically hurting afterwards. The one thing she loves more than life itself now actively
hurts to consume.
That is probably the biggest dose of "karma" (as Chantal defines it, not how any actual belief system views it) she could ever face. Her addiction is so bad I do think she'd choose a Nashie over extra years, but she can't stand discomfort or physical pain. If her glass-in-the-toe story is to be believed, she would rather hobble around than suffer a mere for seconds of physical pain while the glass is removed.
So every time you find yourself getting angry or annoyed at her uncensored gluttony, take a deep breath and know its all caught up to her now. Every bite it going to hurt, and it's going to hurt
bad.
Money is going out faster than it's coming in: This is a fun one.
In a recent live you can tell someone (probably Salah, since she would just dismiss anyone else) got on her case about spending so much on the cat she promised she'd wait until she was settled in to get. She actually admits to being upset with herself for spending so much on novelty trash for a kitten that currently hates her (She'd be less upset if she was getting the affection she thought the kitten would bring in return, because that's how she understands relationships; she puts money in and expects "love" back).
She's very obviously upset she won't have a car soon and somehow royally fucked up while ordering her groceries (she was probably incredibly high while doing so) and the few fresh veggies she meant to buy for show ended up costing her quite dearly. No new grifts are working and she's too high/stupid to come up with any new stunts. Anyone catch her trying to "auction" some dumb postcard off? Who the fuck would bid on that, especially since she didn't deliver on a single previous giveaway (like the Cuba coffee) or even deliver a single postcard when she had a literal postcard club.
It does make me believe Salah was the mastermind behind the previous successful grifts. She's doing a terrible job and without anyone else "holding on to" her bank card she's spending so much so quickly even she's noticing.
Couple that with Peetz not paying half the rent and Wanda's promise of big cash or the Scooter when she got to Canada not coming through and she's already starting to sweat not even a week in.
So anyone raging about how much she grifted from Sasa, Bruce or any other grift; enjoy this panic! And rest easy knowing that even if she'd gotten 10k somehow she'd have already blown through it (or come close) and would be in this exact position.
Okay I had more points I was going to make but this is already too long. My main point is that she may seem like teflon and have infinite luck but that's only if you never glance past the surface. She's paying for all her shitty choices, so maybe all the alogs screaming about her needing jail time or true justice can just calm down.
She's suffering worse just being in her own room, in her own skin and her own filth than she would with any fines or investigations. Just sit back and enjoy the show. It's a more muted crash out, but it is happening.
She definitely expected him to convince her not to leave which didn't happen, and now she's expecting him to beg her to return because he misses her so much which also won't happen,
She's definitely been talking to him behind the scenes and you can tell exactly how those conversations have gone by how she's talking about herself.
She's been "humbled" in a way she only ever is when a man has put her down. She's parroting his insults with no hint of humour or smugness, and in a manner that could almost be mistaken for self reflection if this was any one else.
The example that sticks in my mind was her recent pained admission that, despite AnimeSucks' openly flirting with her in that gross way feeders do, no man will want someone as fat, ugly, gross and barren as she is.
If a woman was the one calling her fat, she'd call them ugly. If they called her ugly she'd call them old. If they called her old she'd call them jealous etc.
If a man she wants calls her any of these things than she internalizes it, pretends to have learned her lesson or be apologetic about it, and hopes that will get her back in his good graces. She won't ever change, and in fact when she's back with whichever man it is she'll feel emboldened and double down on whatever he'd complained about or brag to her audience that he it is in fact something he likes about her. She did this a lot with Nadar so the pattern is pretty easy to spot now.
I'm hoping that it won't work. She's pretty much publicly spit in the face of islam since returning, which he warned her would be his final straw, so with luck he'll actually stick to that, although I can see this being a Nadar-esque situation where he strings her along juuuust enough that she keeps paying for his time but he never
dumps DeeDee officially renews their contract.
Why is she so obsessed with getting a scootiepuff?
Because she literally has nothing else in her life to look forward to.
She has no goals, no plans, no friends, no family, no structure, no community and no hobbies. She not only doesn't want to grow as a person, but actively rages at the very idea. Her body hurts to move, she even gets sick when she eats. She has no identity, no sense of self and no idea how to bring any other people, joy or even excitement into her life.
Material things give empty people something to look forward to, even if it just sits in a hoard pile, or rots in a desk drawer or never even leaves the packaging. It also makes useless people feel like they've
done something, even if that "something" is as simple as finding the last titty anime figure for their collection, or saving enough money to blow on a scooty puff that can't even hold their weight.
In this specific case it's also her equivalent to starting a diet "next monday" or "after the new years." This scooter is what she's going to adventure in! She'll leave the house and go around town and not even give a shit about the stares and smirks. She's going to use this scooter to keep every promise she made to her loyal beezers (just like the postcard club!).
Oh you just wait, when she
gets the treadmill gets to Syria where there is no fast food to tempt her gets back to Canada gets over this illness has this last fast food funeral finishes this pack of smokes/order of edibles/shisha gets this scooter that's when she's really going to
become the perfect muslim housewife save all her money and pay off her debts water fast for a month and cure her diabetes take her doctor's orders seriously never eat fried chicken/smoke/get high/drink again only make homecooked meals give the beezers great content!
When she gets it.
Until then though she can just lie around the house and sulk. She can't possibly adventure without it so we just have to stay in and if you beezers don't like it then buy her the damn scooter now now now!