20141116-2116. “I was attacked astrally and an immense breeze came into my nose”. Per Kenny boy’s latest articles posted by a John from Netherlands. I thought that my similar experience for the past few days recently was a kiss upon and into my nose/nostril or at least the healing of my deviated septum, nasal congestion, etc with no real harm sensed but amazing nonetheless to come across synchronous events with others I’ve never met in person.
20141116-2101. I’m still archiving my old files but finished scanning everything in this old house but a few of dad’s papers and maybe old photos and Kodak negatives. I went online couple of days ago and discovered I’m still logged online with my account and found a Yahoo website listing indexes, which I borrowed to set up my filesj consumer goods, financial, healthcare, services, technology, and utilities. I used to have multiple folders but we’ll dump by files in this orderly fashion to reduce the search and indexing time on my personal computer. Earlier, I was looking up ideas on categories and went to Bureau of Labor statistics website and found industry indexes. But those were too much.
20141116-2049. Mom ranted an old story about her in-laws and how they were angry that their eldest brother, my Dad stopped monthly allotment money, which was really for my milk when I an infant. It’s easier to blame others than their own flesh and blood. Mom had no idea gave money or stopped it. In general, taking away entitlement makes people angry and blame others. They are like obese babies crying.
20141116-2044. Last night around 1800 Saturday evening, we traveled on northbound 680 to funeral home of old woman, whom I don’t know. Mom said the old woman once gave her fish sauce and other foodstuff. We barely know the daughter, who is our neighbor somewhere nearby, I don’t know. She’s short haired and obese. I saw above the twilight why of light pinkish purple. And within the beautiful dimmness, I saw a large sylph! It had ONE expansive wing span with feathery tips the size from the East Bay to Mission Boulevard! God is real, period.
20141116-2013. Dad told Emmer at this morning’s mass that he cannot commit to bring usher. Emmer said he’ll let Wayne C know and Dad walked quickly away without saying another word. Mom and I figured Dad is already too confused and we dint want any gossip to fall on him when he refuses to fill in the missing time slots.
20141116-2020. Eddie came over Saturday. Mom asked him where’s his wife. He told Mom that he kicked her out because she was making his only daughter cry. Mom told him that his second wife was no good and that she was after his money. He let out a gasp, put both hands on his mouth in disbelief, and asked Mom how she knew. She pointed upwards to the Lord with her index finger. Mom advised him to take care of his daughter and to allow down in finding another wife. Dad paid the final $835.00. Do NOT doubt God!
20141116-1425. While waiting for Dad to pick-up Mom’s prescription meds, a small-headed, toothless, slightly tanned, light-haired, thin-framed, short woman comes to my opened driver’s window and asked if I had some spare change. I said, Sorry. She then started spewing: You must be I’ve bad ass Mutha Fucka!” I saw Dad emerge from the double doors and placed a donation into the white can of a dark-skinned Latino man in white pants suit. As soon as I heard her screaming and saw him walking, I quickly stated my engine and rolled up window. I flashed her the long horn with my black glove, which also failed to protect my dry hands from conducting electro static shock when emerging my any car! I wore my dark shades for just an occasion among crazy/people Wii really should be locked up in the asylum. There was a long boat behind me when that happened they had their websites rolled down. The woman driver was laughing as was get passenger gut. The next victim was loading her groceries into the trunk of her SUV.
20141114-1511. I had to keep checking up on Javier and opened the front door and saw Eddie smoking while Javier sawing the shelves. Eddie asked where are my parents. I told them they were at the funeral parlor of the grandmother to a priest. But they were hiding out inside three master bedroom. Eddie didn’t communicate to me that he’d visit. I took his phone call on the day when we attended OLP, where Mom talked with an old Filipino friend who remembered me as a child.
20141114-1448. Javier is hereand bought seven shelves from The Home Depot. He installed two on top and three on the bottom. He had to freaking cut those outside our front porch. The cut was crooked! He then drilled holes for the front hole pegs! This time Javier wasn’t paid any extra money.
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