Here are my boring notes:
1918. Recalled how Lynn C. (an old Chinese woman who was my supervisor long ago) joked with me that I didn’t even last one night with a kitten. A Mexicanan had brought in a few kittens to work. I temporarily adopted one gray kitten with a star-like symbol on its forehead. I let it sleep inside an old parakeet cage because we didn’t have proper accommodation for the animal. The following morning the Mexicana and his little boy picked up the kitten, which almost flew off the kids arm and into our front yard. Maw spoke with her and off they went. So right there, I would NOT have made a good mother but rather a caretaker.
1123. After Maw’s visit with the kidney doctor, Maw and Paw approached the MB E430, where I was waiting and updating my old blog notes as “Drafts”. Excitedly, Maw reported that the two staff members — Leticia (black) and Dorothy (white) adamantly believed that Mittens was SO BAD that he would ruin the country! Maw only said a few words that “we needed change”. I guess the minorities assumed that if we had black-colored hair and looked like a minority that we were Democrats. Honestly, I like change. I love liberal/progressive thinking. But what I don’t like are the mental/emotional/cultural/religious/political melt-downs of various thinkers who “just don’t get it”. I’m afraid Obama has to go. His influence has memorized his minions so badly that most of the country will end up voting for his second term. As expressed in my old blog entries, please make sure a “god-fearing” person is installed as POTUS. I’m not putting up with nonsense anymore. It’s getting personal.
1120. I recalled practicing golf during my “physical education” class. We were mostly girls. I was holding the golf club and prepared to hit the ball. But I took too much time. The brunette-haired, white man was our teacher. He wore thick/wide downward glasses and wore a thick mustache. He stood in front of my while the other girls looked on safely from behind the golfer. Suddenly, with his right hand he removed my long-sleeved, sweat shirt, which was tied around my waist and threw it on the ground. He said something that I was licking my lips too much. Gross. So you see folks, stuff like this is coming to surface. I will share more crap that I had to go through, thanks in part to TPTB and pals.
0833. While taking our Eucharistic host, most of the parishioners sitting at the right-rear section pew got a piece of the triangular-shaped host. It tasted lightly of olive oil. It would probably be my eight or ninth time receiving a main “host”.
0819. I shared a selfish thought with Maw and how I didn’t like for them to pay $1,500 in food allowance for their funeral/burial as part of their pre-arrangement. My attitude was that the funeral food would be turned into crap anyway. But Maw said it was customary to feed those who attended the funeral. Again, people misunderstand me. I meant that feeding them at the buffet is better because they get to choose what food they want to eat instead of sitting down to a the same site with linen-covered tables.
0811. Took notes Biblical passages hat meant something important to me: Gospel Like 6:27-38; Responsorial Psalm 139:1b-3,13-14an,23-24.
0458. Had a thought about those who paid more into the “playbook” would get more to watch and hear. Those who got “standing room only” got nothing and know nothing. We are spectators while the ALIENS participate in play acting. The director is an unknown/unseen “God”.
0454. Had a thought about how the projection screen would show a cataclysmic world.
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