Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Month: March 2008

  • 20080326-Noticing Numbers

    Here are more synchronous events on Wednesday, 03/26/2007. Pete called me on my cellphone at 03:11PM. He has been phoning me around the 0:33 minutes for codes, which I really do not understand the importance. The bottom-line line: The seeing is the believing. And until the manifestation is materialized all his is hot air is blowing emptiness into my ear holes.

    Further, y’all will see more double digits like 11, 22, 33, 44 and 55. The number 55 appeared twice on Wednesday. At 07:55PM, a ‘Satanist’ in a black sports car with darkly tinted windows marked my intersection by forming at least two clockwise circles with his rubber tires. (Another similar event involves an ‘Asian’ driving in a blue sedan. Some people are superstitious).

    Anyway, after hearing the noises from the likes of these demon-seeds, I peeped out the front window, memorized the image of the black vehicle, sent a blast inside the cabin and saw Maw walking over to open the front door. I pulled Maw inside and close the door to avoid the rubber smoke from entering the house and told her: ‘What’s wrong with you?’

    Of course she got made at me for making these ‘wrong’ comments because she herself does the same to me. I know I shouldn’t be so mean to the elders but some thick-headed people don’t know how to take a joke, which is essentially supposed to reduce stress and improve the overall sense of well being with the production of the much needed serotonin by the big brain of people laughing out loud.

    We went back to exercising until 08:00AM, ate out dinner until 08:30 and received a phone call from a guy from the Gallup Poll around 08:33PM. I answered the phone but Maw got the opportunity to answer a series of questions about Santa Clara, the greater area of San Benito county and some other place I forgot.

    The speaker phone was turned up so I could hear everything the caller said and partly participate as a snickering ‘jerk’ in the background. I coached Maw by flagging to her my responses ranging from 1 for the least and 5 for the most as a ‘feeling’ and not thought to each inquiry. I was laughing softly but barely loud enough for the guy to hear after Maw tongues out her humor after each of her answers.

    The questions ranged from demographic profiling of inviting outsiders to the areas mentioned for different race and sexual orientation, political activities of volunteering, attending meetings and voting, participation of friendly neighbors and finding out how often people greet and talk to each other, prospects of job and health, amenities of hiking trails, schools and restaurants, safety of walking outdoors at night and police activities to profiling the receiver of the questionnaires, like gender, age, annual income and RACIAL ETHNICITY, which Maw responded as Filipino.

    I got loud when the guy said, ‘Asian’. I screamed loudly, ‘NO’! Because this means y’all like to pigeonhole anyone from that region with cultural attributes that doesn’t mean a thing to me. Anyway, Maw was slick enough to let the guy know throughout the questionnaire to put whatever best fit her answer but he wanted to ‘hear’ from her instead.

    The other answer one the guy didn’t mention was: ‘I don’t know’. This is valid, by the way. Maw told the guy she was getting tired, wondered how much longer the questionnaire would be, got mad at how they got our UNLISTED phone number. I told her the likes of the Homeland Security Abomination likes to mess with people. But we were laughing afterward because our answers help the area and won’t mean squat to TPTB. The call ended around 08:55AM.

    Let’s see: That morning a highway patrol pulled from his parked location to the right of northbound HWY 101, which was just ahead of the in-ramp exit of De La Cruz Blvd. I picked my boogers and saw a very tall, dirty black truck pull in front of me, blocking my view of the patrol car in front. I mouthed my ‘Thank you’ to the female driver, of course.

    So there you have some samples of my strange events. There were more unrecorded syncs but those didn’t matter as much other than noticing more people walking their dogs in and around my neighborhood, more double digit codes and more intersections of automobiles as I drive merrily along while minding my own business.

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  • 20080325-Recycling Resin

    After a couple of weeks, I realized how slow we are to change. My parental units and I are so clueless that we have been throwing away money, literally! These are in the form of recyclable materials that we would use, such as egg cartons, oil jugs, drinking containers (i.e. water bottles) and plastic bags (from the grocery stores)!

    We learned one morning while eating breakfast at McDonald’s restaurant from ‘Carlos’, one parishioner, that there is a small recycle station on a parking lot nearby a gasoline station. So ‘Paw’ and I decided to haul some plastic bag full of recyclables, which included aluminum cans ‘Paw’ would crush underneath the feet. We got around $14.00 that day.

    Afterwards, I’ve been ‘cross-training’ myself on looking for those recycling symbols (three clockwise arrows forming a triangle with recycling numbers ranging from 1 to 7). The McDonald’s coffee cup, its lid and the little, half-and-half milk container are made out of ‘polystyrene’ (or recycling number 6 found inside a triangle of three clockwise arrows).

    Some numbers are not inside triangles but have barely legible printing, such as the letter ‘PS’ and ‘6’ closely togther. Anything that feels like plastic should be closely scrutinized for any faint description of recycling number. I almost missed the ‘triangle 6’ on the bottom of a plastic tray, which contained my ‘Chips Ahoy! – Chunky Chocolate’.

    I got mad at ‘Paw’ again for not cooperating as he is slowly becoming an old timer that I’ve been ranting about in blogs as seen on television and in nursing homes (where my paternal grandmother was put by three of her children and that in-law, ‘Orge’). I was loud as usual but resigned to creating new plastic bags, labeled with the recycling number for my convenience; since ‘Paw’ wanted to combine all the recycling numbers together.

    However, the big ‘Mexican’ guy of the small, ‘mobile’ recycling station said that these numbers from 1-7 should be separated out because the prices for each one differs. The most common numbers we have so far are 1, 2, 5 and 6. I have some household items with recycle number 3, such as lotions and containers for hydrogen peroxide, dishwashing liquids, liquid bleach and liquid softener.

    We normally rinse these containers with water and sometimes I find myself soaping and drying these so the storage of my hard work outdoors won’t be overrun by ants or other curious and hungry critters in search of left over tidbits stuck on my recyclables. We keep the lids to the main recyclable container (i.e. water bottles) but I always make sure these have the recyclable numbers pre-printed somewhere on the lids.

    ‘Maw’ told me of someone who actually bought a new car using the cash he got from collecting recyclables from the parks, streets and probably from neighbors’ garbage, like some woman who was waiting in her car one day to go through ours. I told her I wanted to dig around the McDonald trash bins and ask the other people nearby for their coffee cups. This is money in the making.

    I even told ‘Paw’ about my idea of opening up recycling centers in the Philippines. I went on to describe how I could help the children after they came with their bags of recyclables from the land fills by having them wash their hands and feet and sitting them down to my long table of food and water. As usual, my ‘Paw’ has a habit showing his frown face of an obvious upside down smile and saying flatly, ‘No’.

    So I learned the meanings of each recycling numbers found on the following Wikipedia article: [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resin_identification_code]. The other recyclables are tossed into our local container for later sorting by the city.

    I hope to earn my measly money this way and joked to ‘Maw’ about how I could disguise myself as a homeless person with a shopping cart just so I could go rummaging through the public trashcans for recyclables.

    I really could use a new car because my 1998 Ford Mustang needs a new transmission. The downshift from 60mph to even 50mph is harsh and I’ve no money, thanks to TPTB! Y’all know who you are! You promised!

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080326-McCain’s Able

    I like John McCain’s speech at the ‘Los Angeles World Council Affairs’ a few minutes ago, which was finished this morning at around 09:45AM. He mentioned not liking war because he has been through hell as a POW (or prisoner of war) for five years while serving in the Vietnam War. He knows what it is like to be all alone and lonely in a strange land, while being tortured by ‘enemies’ all around him.

    His example of torture is analogous to the United State and its unpopular president’s pre-emptive strike in an illegal war, which killed many Iraqi civilians compared to the American military casualty of 4,000 as presented by recent televised mind programmings. The pain and suffering is not only felt by those who lost family members to the war but by the hard working people and the financial impact on the American economy.

    His speech strikes me as believable — the military (realistically) cannot be pulled out from the Middle East due to ‘security interest’ of the real estate value of Iraq and Iran. The region has been unstable historically for the longest time and once again the people of the Middle East must be the ones to change ultimately and mature away from their ancestor’s religious dogmas.

    [While on the topic of religion, I don’t see why religion must be used to scare the people into fearful, group-thinking sheep — from those extreme Islamic fundamentalists to Reverend Jeremiah Wright’s bigoted and racial comments about whites and the vain usage of ‘God’. His speech is by far not appropriate to children and should not be rated ‘G’ either.]

    This brings me to why I am not too sure about Barack Obama and is association with those who continue to harbor racial sentiments by generations of the past, which is long gone. And like old wounds that should heal over time, the seven year war with Iraq has to be over and out, too, and soon. Guilt may be shared but blood is thicker than water.

    The United States lost not only the war but the support of the international community. If McCain is ‘able’ to bring the troops home, I’ll vote for him instead of Obama (whose policies still remains quite ambiguous to me) if he is nominated as the presidential candidate for the Democratic Party.

    At least in today’s speech, McCain makes more sense about his role as the presumptive nominee for president with the Republican Party. Either way, TPTB will almost always use their ‘chosen’ puppet to achieve their agendas. And that, my friend, will be a long war to battle if people continue to rely on ONE person, a president, for resolutions to the planet’s ever-changing global economy.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080326-Preview Problems

    Okay, I discovered that the ‘Preview’ mode while logged into my account did not match what was viewable to the public. As a result, the ‘hits’ to my ‘Home page’ increased to the current 25. And this is all because I had log out of my account in order to figure out what the readers were seeing. And I did not like opening up at least two more windows to make sure I wanted the layout perfectly designed.

    The ‘html’ containing my heart-shaped clipart image from Microsoft did not show up to the right of the ‘body’ element while in public mode. However, while logged into my account under the ‘Preview’ mode and while using the ‘Change Zoom Level’ to my IE7 browser, I could see this annoying, extra ‘white space’ by scrolling horizontally to the right.

    I tested the various screen resolutions from my favorite 800 x 600 resolution, which allows for larger pixels, to more pixels like 1024 x 768 and 1280 x 1024. I found that ‘flexible’ or ‘fluid’ layout (with widths ranging from 80% to 100%) looked too wide to read and opted to set my ‘wrapper’ (or ‘container’) to a ‘fixed’ width of 750px. It’s a hybrid.

    This maximum width of 750px looked perfect under the 800 x 600 screen resolution but the larger screens would have a narrow view of my one column monster and the wide purple gaps on either side of this ‘body’, giving an out of proportion frame-like appearance.

    I’ve done more modifications: filled pale green and pale cyan colors to the comment form and its submit button and to the ‘input’ (or search boxes), respectively; removed the pixels to some widths and set those to percentages instead; changed the font colors to the ‘h2’ header of the sidebar and included a 3px solid purple underline for each sidebar (or widget) items and spaced the ‘top margin’ of 10px for both the ‘topbar’ (or navigation bar) and the ‘header’.

    So far, my current ‘DayDream’ theme of WordPress looks good to me — all pastel and pretty, yes. I know I won’t be happy with this layout for too long because it’s missing some elements that I’ll have to learn and program into my paid CSS stylesheet. Maybe web design may be my newest occupation, away from some boring cubicle job in the finance sector, yuck.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080325-Zoom Bug

    I have discovered an article that helped to explain why my ‘DayDream’ theme from WordPress has a background that won’t zoom with the rest of the page. It’s a bug that could only be fixed temporarily by entering: html { background: #FFF } into my CSS stylesheet. Instead of a ‘white space’ color (#FFF) I chose my modified heart clipart from Microsoft. This meant I removed the ‘repeat’ for purple lines of grooviness.

    So whenever someone with an IE7 browser ‘Changes Zoom Level’ via ‘Zoom In’ (or Ctrl +) or ‘Zoom Out (or Ctrl -) at default percentages of 400%, 200%, 150% and 125% or 75% and 50%, respectively, my purplish pink-colored heart clipart image is seen to the right of the ‘body’ element. Since I don’t know how to program a ‘div’ to remove this ‘HTML’ element, I am temporarily happy.

    A couple of more CSS challenges are how to deal with the suppressing the enlargement of text for those who cannot see my default font size and how to center the displays located in my ‘topbar’ (or navigation bar) of my weblog. 

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080325-Medicare Mess

    After three and one half hours on the phone with Medicare, my parental units got the answers they wanted. It appears the old man, ‘Paw’, has not followed up with the two bills for a blood works done on 10/10/2007 and 01/12/2007. The date on the two bills was on 02/15/2007 and 03/19/2007, respectively.

    My parental units had spoken to Medicare on 02/25/2007 to find out the same thing today (03/25/2007) that they needed a ‘Letter of Necessity’ from the doctor who ordered the blood work in the first place. An ‘Advance Beneficiary Notice (ABN)’ was signed by the patient as part of an FYI procedure for the patient to know that Medicare may not cover the orders.

    But since this order (on a monthly basis) is supposed to help treat the medical conditions of ‘Maw’, we needed to go back her doctor and obtain the proper documentations for Medicare to pay 100% coverage. It’s already 02:30PM and they twosome had finished eating their lunch.

    The point is that old timers (like my parental units) do not always understand what is going on with paperwork. I believe (as part of the process of elimination for those evolutionists) the ‘smart’ ones follow up and know how to resolve their problems and not blame others for their troubles (like what I have been observing with the negative campaigning for presidency of the Democratic Party).

    So the system is really set up for those who know what is going on and for those who cannot afford to pay the remaining balance would end up begin reported to the collection agency. As a result, the billing department has been kind enough to give the patient 75% on the bill and a 30-day extension until the doctor provides Medicare proof that the blood work is medically necessary.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080324-Annoying Synchs

    Duh! For the past few weeks, nay, some years now, there have been MAJOR synchronicity occurring that others would not care to notice. My previous blogs have already recorded some of these events while there times I choose not to enter into my weblog because I’ve gotten used to these minor tests of wills and my effect to think positive no matter how annoying the circumstances.

    Most of the time these syncs would be on the road while driving and upon the intersection of said events ‘stranded’ drivers would suddenly hop in their cars, signal their intention to pulling from their parked location, would open up the trunk and ‘pretending’ to do something from the back end. Public workers would move, place or remove the orange-colored, plastic cones of the streets.

    Today, I had flicked off some rude driver that wasn’t courteous enough to let me through the far right lane after the two left lanes where blocked off by the police due to some accident that was already cleared at a small intersection. To the dismay of Paw and to the horror of Maw, I will never change as I continue to subtly flick off these annoying syncs.

    Anyway, I would notice double digit codes from the clocks while going about my normal daily activities. This includes the time speeches began and ended while watching politicians, for example, on televised programmings, some of which contain hidden messages. I like to play word associations and image clues being found somewhere within the ticker running along the bottom of the screen, too.

    I would assume these syncs were addressed to me. Yesterday, a certified financial planner (or CFP) whose last name happens to be my nickname appeared on CNN in the morning. Two previous guests had last names similar to my nickname, by the way. Also, my recent blog has take on lots of pastel colors of pink, blue and purple – some of which could be seen on the wardrobe of television personalities.

    Like James Carville (who wore a pink shirt and a purple tie with pink dots) and his public blast about the traitor, Bill Richardson’s endorsement to the racist, Obama Barack, I prefer to stay loyal and ‘stand by [my] man’. But as a friend (whom I ‘found’ to be straightforward and honest but buckteeth ugly) told me once, he didn’t trust anyone, including Pete!

    With my eyes and ears wide open, my lips zipped and my trap shut, my challenge of a lifetime is to learn how to overcome my lack of trust in people around me (including the people I ‘love’ [puking] and my lukewarm of faith in an invisible and deaf God, who doesn’t seem to answer prayers for all the selfish reasons, keeping people like ever hopeful.

    Until the horse’s mouth whines about the long winded and overdue delays and until the cows come mooing home from their range after feeding and pooping, I could choose one of many paths that would make news headlines. At 11:11PM, I had a major flickering of my viewable light, not the light bulb failing, but a signaling to my mind that I should not point fingers or call names of any person.

    This, like being a ‘SLIder‘ of all sorts, is one of many synchronicity that continue all around me. And I’ll take this as a signal that I’ll leave up to those who know better than me. Whoever or whatever that or those entities may happen to be, I will never know as I remain oblivious to the outwards obvious signs, such as heart-shaped messages of love. Fine! Then I believe all is well!

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  • 20080324-Modifying Again

    Today, I’ve been unsuccessfully modifying my ‘DayDream’ theme of WordPress, first by adding green color #009900. After a couple days of researching the ‘Faq’ and ‘Forum’ sections of WordPress and doing general searches online, I still cannot figure out how to remove the horizontal scrollbar. Each time I would ‘Zoom In’ and view my weblog, an extra ‘white space’ (or my color purple background #666699) appears to the right of my wrapper’ (or ‘container’).

    The one column layout of this ‘DayDream’ theme is ‘fixed width’ but since I paid for a CSS upgrade, I am able to set the ‘flexible’ width to 100% for most with 90% for the ‘sidebar’ without entering pixels (px) or preferably ’em’ instead. This means readers with wider screens can see more of my ‘entry’ (or ‘content’) without scrolling horizontally.

    But for those who view larger ‘Text Sizes’ (i.e. via the Internet Explorer browser, like mine) the fonts get too large for my ‘header’ in which the ‘description’ portion disappears below and into the ‘topbar’ (or navigation bar), which becomes two lines instead of staying put inside its respective ‘blocks’. The post ‘entry’ fonts are nicely ‘contained’ in their width of 95%.

    I learned that setting the ‘overflow’ to ‘hidden’ should have eliminated the horizontal scrollbar at the bottom but WordPress knocks that program out each time I try to save my edited CSS stylesheet. My frustration (besides the ‘long overdue’ delays a few minutes ago) will never be satisfied due to the imperfection I keep seeing with my weblog.

    So I uploaded another Microsoft clipart of a purple line and set that as a background with ‘repeat’. Now for those using the ‘Zoom In’ beyond the normal 100%, viewers will get to see the ‘grooviness’ of wavy pattern, not quite psychedelic but close enough, to the right of the main portion of my blog. I was thinking of pictures but those are seen behind my ‘wrapper’.

    I’ve been comparing my layout with another website by WW. Their version inspired my one column monster. Then after entering a response to an egg-shaped object a few minutes ago, I saw the websites by Shrimpsei. His has taken on a deeper violet hue recently and away from the fruity, magenta color, which happens to be closer to the pink variety.

    I don’t know what’s going on but I think we web designers are either damn bored or having fun making our hard work prettier. Have you noticed the pink and purple colors in our news persons’ wardrobe? I do. And they are hinting: ‘What’s next?’ All I have to add for now is: Stand by and do the best you could. Because I have no idea what TPTB wants!

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080319-Passing Over

    At around 01:30AM, my system has under gone another paranormal experience. I went to sleep late from modifying my weblog and tried to drift off to another restful sleep.

    I felt my system relax as I visualized the ‘dude’ because he hasn’t been entering his daily blather into his weblog. So for whatever reason, my mind has created or imaged a figure of gold standing at the foot of my bed. But my eyes were closed at the time.

    I then continued ‘boosting’ this image of the ‘dude’ and had encircled some sort of energy starting from the top of its head and downward to the floor where it was supposed to stand. A few seconds later, I felt my energy or force ’emptied’ out of me starting from my top of my head and downward through both of my palms.

    Then all of a sudden I hear a very LOUD and HIGH pitch frequency from inside my left ear sustain for approximately over five seconds or so. I was too lazy to crane my head to view the time on the atomic clock sitting on the bedside table to my right. But I did anyway.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080323-Easter Colors

    Happy Easter! Today we woke up early to attend the 07:00AM Catholic mass, which Brat and Twit missed because Paw (the old man) told the boy at 07:30AM in error. Maw got mad at me by scowling for now greeting the girl, who looked like she awoke too early from the tears of yawn in her eyes.

    Afterwards, we ate at Carrow’s Restaurant until 09:30AM, ordered a senior breakfast (of scrambled eggs, two sausage links and two pancakes) to go and arrived at Vintage Estates of Hayward (Room 111) around 10:00AM to visit the paternal grandmother (who is 90 years old).

    We watched her eat one fluffy pancake and one sausage link, each time dipping her bite-sized pieces into the thick syrup, which I didn’t touch earlier because the ‘high fructose’ content of ‘corn syrup’ is too much for me. I’ve been avoiding these sort of ingredients that would put me into a state of ‘glucose-like’ coma (or a nice nap) of over two hours.

    Pictures were taken, blessings were done and our goodbyes were hugs and kisses. We left around 11:00AM and Paw as usual signed off the sheet at the nurses’ station, with my complimentary smiley face inside a narrow box where space is available. Oh and I did some rearrangement to some photos (including my nemesis — Macaroni, Ogre, Giant and Joe) by hiding them from view.

    Maw wanted to visit Malnorm, the elder sister of Paw. I drove there, parked on the driveway while Paw knocked on the door, only to return with a smile on his face, which signaled the old hag is not at home. He didn’t want to visit (or pop-over unexpectedly like Maw does) uninvited. Old timers of the side of Paw don’t seem to get along too well and rarely talk to each other anymore.

    Our plan was to buy cassette tapes to practice some dance moves for the upcoming social function at our local church. I got mad again because I wanted to go home. So we then drove to 99 Ranch Market and bought food to take home for lunch. Maw prepared the food for lunch, went upstairs to get undressed and is still napping around 01:40PM.

    Of course, I ran upstairs and proceeded to work on my weblog because this is all that remains of my creative mind while unemployed (or imprisoned by TPTB). For the past two weeks and after receiving my 16-paged, laminated, browser book for $55.00 on Friday, 03/21/2008, I had fun and played around with the colors for the scrollbars, background, fonts and borders, which I enlarged from 1px to 3px.

    My newest inspiration to incorporate the pastel colors of light yellow and light pink into my weblog was from the cover of the daily booklet used for mass. The cover had the light purple background color (similar to the ‘wrapper’ of this ‘DayDream’ theme) with both the white (#FFFFFF) and the light yellow colors for the fonts.

    I used the ‘Pale White Yellow’ (#FFFFCC) for the three sections: comment, postmeta and navigation. The borders are ‘Yellow’ (#FFFF00) and ‘Pale White Magenta’ (#FFCCFF). I am keeping myself happy this way, beside contributing to another discussion forum during my down times.

    So far the weather is clear blue skies with no clouds, except for a few chemtrails laid earlier this morning on the east side hills of the Bay Area. There is a misty whiteness along the horizon instead of the brown muck one would see after the spewplanes left their persistent cloud trails behind. Later on we plan to go shopping but I don’t feel like it for now.

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  • 20080322-Yes Man

    Yes, most of his responses to inquiries – from debates to speeches – are quite ambiguous. And I don’t like what I am hearing so far because I don’t know what his plans are for the country. His views are once again driven by ego.

    Obama’s speech won’t make the Reverend Wright issue go away simply because we know little about this Senator and if he is truly guilty by associating with someone who clearly has racism attached to the sermons.

    With that he fails to provide the listeners concrete plans and policies.

  • 20080320-Religious Rant

    This morning my bio-units and I celebrated Father Boo’s birthday at Denny’s with three other people: Poi, Fred and Rose. I am sick and tired of hanging around with these religious zealots and eating fatty food. I am out of my place with these old timers and they are not my peers. I cannot get out of this mess and will end up being thrown into another religious box by any future in-laws. I’ll be damned if they are Mormons or Masons!

    There has to be a way to avoid going to their functions too. Last night was a Passover dinner and now there are two other functions for the local church goers: April 19, 2008 ($40.00) with the Fil-Am Associations and May 4, 2008 ($50.00) for Father Perata’s 50th Anniversary Jubilee as a priest. I am sick of this sh*t! It’s beyond my belief system and I don’t like dressing up in polyester or stiff clothing!

    I don’t like hanging around with people, period. I’m always the odd ball without a partner. And I don’t understand why my bio-units cannot do their own things without me tagging along, on the premise that I’ve nothing else to do. I’ve nothing else to do with old people, strangers and Filipinos, where ‘Paw’ said I could meet my husband. This is utter bullsh*t!

    I will blame primarily Pete and his dark-skinned cahoots for letting the rest and me down for the freaking, last time! I will blame the slave, working system for sticking me with other losers. I will blame my family and relatives for showing me how plastic they are to each other. I will blame the whole world and anything else that doesn’t make sense to me. I will blame everyone else except me, myself and I.

    I am hypercritical and a hypocrite about religion. The only reason I attend morning mass is because I am unemployed and still live with my parents. Without these two factors, I wouldn’t have anything to do with Catholics or the likes of celebrating the death of some revolutionist with ritualistic imagery of ‘blood’. I am not putting up with these social functions. I am sick of being stuck with these outdated boogers!

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