Month: April 2014

Watching only last ten minutes of DWTS. Damn teary-eyed after disabled Amy got high scores on her dance we didn’t watch becauseof gardening, showering, and praying. i guess Drew can go now. Good luck!

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Once again at the 2000, the twilight zone has cast a deep-blue color! Thanks dude! I don’t know exactly who y’all are but you rock! If y’all don’t know who I am/was by now, y’all suck!

The weather earlier was a strange cloudiness. During my mid-afternoon break from 1500 to 1515, a copter was heard. I attempted to call home to remind Mom to call the doctor. I tried calling home again at 1630 and didn’t realize the company closes at 1630.

Dad/Mom were gardening and didn’t hear me calling home. They dismantled the old wooden structure with rusting nails to hold their “chayote squash” vines/plants. This time they wanted to build a taller structure.

I was pissed partly because I was crashing/low on caloric food and was stuffing my face with whatever snack I could consume. After having satisfied my hunger, I rationalized that this was the opportunity to “shift the energy” towards the evil/nasty reptilian living next door to us.

At around 1800, Dad dug out Shrimpsei’s “big rock”, which was Made by Josh, his nemesis. I hosed down the sucker and brushed off the lightly-caked mud. The six copper pipes are deeper in color but in overall SMOOTH condition. Mom helped to hose the sucker, of course.

From a general south-western/160 degree directional straight-up into the skies since 2006, the sucker is currently on its side and drying in a general eastern/110 degree direction-straight into the Shantan-embodied area.

The popcorn clouds wondered what was going on and made their presence. As predicted in my thoughts and at around 1810 or so, a copter flew from a general northern direction, directly OVER our home, and into the general southern direction to downtown San Jose, CA, where I guess the landing areas are located, like SJC.

Do NOT doubt me! Like the handsome reptilian, err, surfer dude, I could fill volumes of uncanny crap. So yeah that’s all the excitement for today, besides sorting the finished “purchase order receipts” and pending “packing lists” and combining/shredding duplications.

Thanks for reading, chumps. Y’all have a good evening.

First, forgive my hodge-podge of details. It’s my writing style. Second, Happy Oeaster! Not oyster or mollusks, which are NOT kosher/whatever. I avoid eating the ocean’s filtration system because I might allergic to them/don’t want Fukushima/BP/whatever.

Besides the Shaytan-embodied Loca Lolita attending morning mass with us, today went well!

I sang in two choirs (church and hall) AND passed/handed “the body of Christ” for the overflow mass. I really like the Asians. They, unlike moi, are sincere. I give them my blessings. I think my voice was too loud during the Host/Eucharistic/Communion ministry.

But Raven continues to scream. But it’s none of my business to be the fallgirl and tell the VERY talented soul/musician to lower the volume appropriate for church. People are complaining!

We came home around 1345. We reviewed the ADT video footage and saw that we left around 1000 with the nutter around 1010. At around 1218, she came home. As usual, she was using the garden hose.

Now for those who know what I mean/talking about, she may be one if those “pond scums” who happen to like being around lots of water. And so she did this until 1500. We had to eat a late lunch because we were hungry.

Later Das Squirrel and twit came for light dinner and left an hour later around 1900. We made then farewell and I hurried to water the new flowers out front.

I squatted close to the ground with arms on both knees, like her family would back in Vietnam and enjoyed the pain-free activity.

I guess I wanted to show her and out other Asian neighbors that I’m also flexible like them.

Then after five minutes, a dark-colored Chevy sports car parked a few feet behind the yellow fire hydrant. It looked like it opened its driver door.

I flashed it a Satanic sign and motioned a psycho signal upon my left temple and pointed discreetly to where nutter lives. I then mouthed the words “psycho” and “help me”. Mom was ranting behind me speed-up the watering.

Then it took off towards a cul-de-sac west from our home. I saw this black guy was bald and had extremely dark purplish skin tone. It’s fascinating to notice “their” presence.

I saw the old Chinese man walk in front of his garden. There were pedestrians walking on MY long stretch off sidewalk and cyclists coming down the Rue. A Chicana rode her shiny black long-bed/pick-up “boat”. It was a nice evening.

About one hour ago, the twilight casts a deep-blue color. Truly, He is risen (into a/his UFO/Heavenward/whatever) and probably won’t come back for awhile on this hellish plant.

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