Here are my boring notes:
2337. At 1935pm this evening, the divorced nutter/possessed psycho ALSO left her garage. We were still inside our garage due to technical difficulties getting Maw’s walking cane and eyeglasses and ready to visit Minh at the CCU when the crazy psycho reversed her white Honda CR-V. Maw sensed that the nutter went looking for her one-eyed monster, the illegal ALIEN named Juan, who like most Hispanics might be married with children!
2330. Minh also flicked out her swollen human tongue while she was being fed Furosemide (diuretic) and Dopamine (relaxant) and the usual NaCL sugar solution.
2330. After using my VERY slow 3G service, I managed to submit my time-sheet for approval. That was around 1706PM. I had my car started and idling the whole time. As soon as I exited the parking lot and “right” into a street, I noticed a white boy (to my right) waiting inside a white sedan, which was probably a Honda. He looked in my direction past his opened window and flicked out his tongue through a nice smile. I said something VERY nasty/loud through my opened window. (I guess I hate unwanted attention.) He exited left on the main street up ahead; while I went right, until I thought about shopping for parakeet food. I had to make a U-turn.
2329. En route home-bound from work this evening, I saw two hands up in prayerful thanks. It was a faint but BIG horizontal (east/west) sylph, which seemed to be over our neighborhood. I thought is was over the Palo Alto hills while still on HWY 880 but more south of our home in perspective.
2101. At 2000, we arrived at O’Connor to see Minh VERY swollen around the face, lower extremities and belly. Maw comforted her: “The Lord is my Shepherd”. We met/hugged the daughter. Binh didn’t say much. Both are inept. I sensed that from the daughter who merely looked at her mother upon meeting her. We later sensed that the daughter has a BIG problem with the two stubborn parents.
But later that evening Maw admitted to me that Minh is going to die because a swollen body is an indication of the last stages of heart diseased patients. Minh felt cold to my touch (upon her right forearm) when I bade her goodby. The old woman went untreated for most her life and was swollen for THREE weeks until she couldn’t walk. Duh. So you see folks. Natural/home remedies may work. But like most people, we needed medical intervention to keep our human forms alive much longer.
Earlier, after my telling the Critical Care Unit nurse we were “FRIENDS” (which is a “No-No” and is only for FAMILY/relatives of the deceased, err, I meant, Ms. Minh the patient) and because the damn place didn’t have a receptionist or a clearly visible/marked phone to tell the CCU staff of our presence/arrival), my honesty would have put us in trouble had Binh not come out to identify us.
We arrived home at 2100. Anyway, I came home late at around 0630 after shopping for pet food and buying gasoline. I took the LONG route in the back roads using the TeleNav, Inc. (Version 7.1.) app on my smart/cellphone. It’s a VERY good product. I typed in Petco and let the service locate the nearest one and off I went, right after work. After two U-turns and over three miles later, I shopped at that place for the first time. Loud speakers. Patient computer.
1756. I bought parakeet food and toys at Petco (Fremont, CA) and the total receipt amounted to $46.66 with a change of $0.34, which is close enough to $0.3333. So you see folks, TPTB and pals are always here with me. Not a second/action/word/deed/thought go unnoticed by “MY WATCHERS”. It’s their way of communicating with me. Great.
1700. Noticed Emma the dark-skinned, shorter Filipina (Emma) stuffing a big bottle of wino into her black shopping bag prior to leaving the office. I wanted to say good night but decided to finally roll/walk on away with Paw’s $40 carry-all on wheels after suffering for two days without a place to dump my belongings.
It worked because the two zippers gave me a sense of security since the place didn’t offer a locked drawer. It was big enough to hold my lunch bag of four waters and two plastic containers, two sneakers, one umbrella, one hanger, one hat and one bulky acrylic jacket.
Anyway, I met her yesterday and spoke a greeting my language, only to notice that she seemed uninterested in talking with me after awhile this day and maybe because I kept scanning noisily behind her. She kept flicker her tongue the first time we talked.
Also, met two black women this day — Kim and another manager in a room by herself. Kim had a thick off-islander accent and was tall. The other one was much older with gray hair and very cordial. I was glad to finally met her. Hmmm. Also, I accidentally clicked on the “chart of accounts” and saw a familiar place up in the 10000 liquid asset area. I recall requesting from WU the photocopies of endorsed checks with the same/BOH name and his beautiful penmanship/signature on the back, of course.
1618. Forgot to enter from yesterday’s clothes of women. Much better and more “fly” ladies, except the long-haired hippie with glasses. She word a form-fitting/tight, tube-shaped dress in brown color. She looked like a walking piece of turd. Haha!
1323. Enjoyed the Van Halen’s “Let’s Dance the Night Away” playing from Musak. It used to be my favorite, along with the classic favorites of 70s disco and R&B genre earlier this morning.
~1100. Learned that departure dates can be used as invoice dates; conference number, service number and folio numbers for invoice numbers.
1040. Nancy bugged me about being someone else by the name of Jesse per HR: “Who’s That Lady” was playing at that same time! I think that someone else was supposed to fill this temp job from hell. So I gave her name, handwritten by me. I noticed that she had her door closed the rest of the day.
1034. Listened to Michael Jackson’s song “Living Off the Wall”. The fast rhythm allowed me to process 180 invoices that day (as per Claudia when she visited me in the dungeon/archival room around 1450 that evening).
1030. Finished scanning stacks of invoices for indexing. Kept encountering “Possible dupes found!” That’s a joke or duplicate entries.
0840. Indexed 10 FedEx invoices. Saw “Possible dupes found” message, meaning those were already entered.
0757. Was stuck in traffic after coming out of the HWY 880 off-ramp. Saw my car’s dashboard read 73,622 (odometer) and 3331. (speedometer).
0756. Noticed more spooks/NorCal pretending to “clean up their area” off the right hand side of “SHOULDER WORK AHEAD” sign, by closing their doors and pulling away orange cones.
0734. For the first time, I’ve heard Don Ho sing two popular musics: “Tiny Bubbles” and “The Wedding Song”. I was tuned into our local radio station KKUP – Cupertino AM 91.5. Every Friday morning they play Hawaiian music. I’ve never been to Hawaii and may never in this damn life cycle. He didn’t sound that great of a singer for some reason after hearing many good ones from my favorite “Classic Country” songs on our Music Choice channel 5131.
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