Here are my boring notes:
2200. Had gotten a stupid lecture from the mother unit between the difference of words: “cure” and “remedy”. Again, she keeps defending her former status as a “nurse” and doesn’t need to rely on the computer for her hair-balled knowledge, which doesn’t ever leave of course. I told her that there was no “cure” only “remedy”. Then she got all wiled up about why people go to the doctors/hospitals and come out feeling “fine”. But she wouldn’t here how disclaimers on websites wouldn’t allow the word “cure”. She believes prescribed medicines helps her live this long. I wonder why she even fights the natural way of going away instead of torturing the living who don’t really care about interventions. I kept trying to tell her that “cures” wouldn’t rely on medicines and that medicines shouldn’t cause all sorts of side-effects. But, like Maldeath and the rest of the medically trained professionals don’t really want the truth-seekers to scare them. Bah! Die, dummies.
2134. Saw a nice televised commercial while unsuccessfully watching the annoying programs on FoxNews: values.com.
2127. Maw mentioned how she could have let the Mercedes the nutter have a piece of her mine. You see, Mercedes said she prayed for those people who hate her. Maw told me that we could have thrown it back into her face and said: what did these people do to you that make them hate you? Again, she is a damn liar and a nutter. I tried telling her that people do NOT like her free frozen/cooked food. But all she does is keep smiling and denying that she is doing anything wrong. Maw warned me NOT to talk too much because the world is full of nutters. So folks, when you see someone who is outrageously “friendly” (like Maldeath who will come over to our home and give Maw her hand knitted/crocheted table runners); is always smiling from ear to ear; is talking too fast that you don’t have a chance to say anything; and is doing thing to butter you up, watch out! It’s a nutter-alert! Run for your lives!
2116. Maw recalled what her “best friend” the Chingster reported to her long ago. My paternal Uncle Ver used to steal items from the PAL, from two wooden boxes containing expensive cigars, which we donated to the poor people back home to over-sized T-shirts. The reason for bringing this up is because these fools with marital problems are blaming my family for their break-up. Maw mentioned how the siblings of Uncle Ver put up with his lying, which made the Chingster look bad. They forgot that without the Chingster, their ungrateful butts would NOT have been housed/clothes here in America.
I told Maw that Uncle Ver passed on the “stealing” trait onto his only daughter, the Shillster. I told Maw an old memory during our childhood in which the Shillster stole our coins from our cloth pockets and put it inside her red-colored, metal cash register toy. I had to retrieve the coins for my brother and I. Their technique is to ask if they could have it. I recall how Loida has asked for my piano sheet music, which has my name on it. Those sheet musics were from my late Auntie Hely. So if the Shillster goes to Chicago and happens to meet Loida, I’m hoping that I could get my sheet musics back. These damn psychotic thieves really don’t get it. They think that just because we are related they could “take”.
1800. Paw and I took out mid-afternoon nap. I awoke at 1800. The indoor air was kept cool with the air conditioner. I felt the heat from the front door while walking around during our rosary. That was around 1400.
1041. Finished showering after a few minutes of cleaning up the backyard with my electric blower. It is much cleaner after the removal of the eucalyptus tree. But we still have fruit trees which shed their leaves upon the ginger rocks below.
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