Here are my boring notes of boring events in my boring life:
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2340. Just finished watching a YouTube video “Marilyn Manson on the O’Reily Factor“. The guy is quite articulate/intelligent, though strange in appearance. In other words, don’t underestimate these performance artists. Likewise, the same for politicians/media whose messages may sound confusing/offensive at times.
“Evil to those who think evil”. Same goes for those who choose to do good. Take it or leave it. But always learn to do/follow the correct thing/path and be honest. NOT meant to be all “that” bad. Your choice.
2045. Boy left to go home. Was still playing downloaded games on my smart/cellphone. Texted him about his earlier inquiry of complete strangers showing up at our front door and offering bags if fresh owners for one-eyed dollar (several tunes in the past) during out boys if flu-like symptoms: “They are “bros”.”
1921. Boy read page 246 (Information Processing) of Encyclopedia Britannica (1971) while we cleaned up dinner table.
1914. Boy read page 294 (Comstock) of Encyclopedia Britannica (1971). Was looking for any words describing “internet”. None. Bahaha!
1857. Boy shared video about the anatomically “correct” way to run/jog, almost to your toes but mostly baby steps, no heal-to-toe technique but almost slapping the whole bottom of feet.
1847. Boy suggest to get a MacBook Air, if only I had the means to buy more junk. Says it’s a “read-only” operating system and won’t be affected by potential virus downloaded online because of separate partition drive. Whatever. Smarty guy.
1830. Ate dinner of canned green beans (boiled), canned Vienna sausages (waved), frozen box of fish fillets (baked), and left over soup (boiled). White rice (steamed) as usual.
1730. Wasn’t interested in preparing dinner after watching one hour (1630 to 1730) of the funny Hispanic/Black/whatever actor/thug in Florida. Hyper. Must be taking something. Kept rubbing his “itchy” nose. Hmm.
1508. Had an old thought for the past few days about how Mitten looks like a friggin VAMPIRE! All he needs is his high-collared, black-colored cape; a pair of fangs; more Pomade to slick back the hair-do and red contact lens to complete the image. Stern stare already there sans blood.
1449. Ed the plumber fixed the leaking outdoor faucet to Paw’s garden hose. Didn’t have the equipment to help unclog drain. Earlier offered lunch/food/drink by Paw/Maw but replied as wanting something “blue Hawaii”. Thought what a jerk to like the location where fat arsed thugs from hell reside.
1448. Recalled what Maw said last night about how NOT all Japanese are bad during WWII but that their minds were controlled to kill or else be killed and their families too. Once worked at two temp jobs with the chumps, who were stiff arsed pricks with their work ethics.
0830. Poi talked to Minh about the Flip losing the singing contest. Didn’t have any idea who the broad was and sort of knew she didn’t have the “emotional pull” like some professional singers to capture my attention. Bahaha! Loser. Anyway, Binh and Fred talked with Binh stating he behaves badly in church in the hopes that the priest would fire/kick him out. Reverse psychology that he REALLY doesn’t want to leave the place as per Maw. I followed up many times: “Say nice things so you won’t hurt people’s feelings. Your time will come.”
0940. Forgot to add that psycho Carolyn (part Flip/Chink) is a white trash. Maw greeted her. She focused on her, ignoring me as usual. Then short white lady talks with her and ignored Maw. Psycho like her veggie mother Rachel.
0810. Heard this morning’s sermon by the shortest and dark-skinned priest about the relationship of Jesus Christ and God the Father: “What am I getting out of it?” Much like gold (standard) and the value thereof.
0747. Had deja vu of seeing cream colored car behind the first car — both turning left while I waited in traffic behind a light-colored vehicle.
0033. Had thought about sharpened jawlines of first cousins Joh and Janet and of second cousins Roni and Andrew. Shaped like that of Halloween “Candy Corn” (orange and white). Same goes for Barry and Mittens and all the other pals found on public viewings.
0020. Had tried to drift off to sleep when my mind’s eye saw a darkened image of multiple colors of flowers, small clusters up front — a glimpse of “god’s” garden.
0016. Had a thought about “double messages”: “Don’t worry about it. Yet worry about yourself.” Get it?
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