Month: November 2014

Dear Lawd Gawd,

Today went well. Thanks for some non-sticky chemtrails and the clean-up crew of sylphs, some of which were strutting their stuff and wings.

We awoke early as usual and had breakfast before driving 45 freaking minutes to the local dealership.

At around 0745, the Satanic synchronicity started to rear its fugly head. Twice, I was stuck at two intersections while following Dad closely. I was sure that I’d clear the yellow lights but didn’t.

Then the real action presented itself. The SJPD squad car and a couple of SJFD fire trucks (E-13) came from left and drove into the opposite flow of traffic!

We were so close to the U-turn at the LONG center meridian slab of cement where I finally caught up with my parents. For whatever reason, this big/ white, long bed, pick-up truck cut immediately in front of my parents!

The traffic after this stop light interaction started building up from the emergency up ahead.

At 0821, we came out of the dealership parking lot. We could see the SJPD blocked/cordoned off the opposite flow of traffic where we were earlier!

Truly, you work in mysterious ways and once again we are very grateful for your protection from all harm and dangers.

Dad was the first to acknowledge your Almighty handy dandy work of plenty. Mom and I were happy, too.

With lots of hisses,

Evil Kitty

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Like any general election process of voting for political candidate, I see how Democrats are trying to win Latino votes within DWTS!

The audience voted for 48% Sadie and 52% Bethany. I disagree. Both are good but one is better.

The Duck Dynasty girl did a way better job in dancing than the other one, who was clearly out of sync. The Duck girl is still too wiry and has a long way to go.

When I saw the first DWTS show for this season, I already sensed, knew and heard that “they” were going to give it to the brunette. Am I incorrect?

IT’S perfect timing. I could see how aspirated the judges were giving the minority and elders their opinions. The oldest judge looked like he made a mistake.

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For the past few weeks or so, I’ve been scanning via my NeatDesk Desktop Ccanner/Neat Version 5.5 papers (Neat.com).

Most of my old paper files are archived. But I’ve saved multiple backup copies because I didn’t know what I was doing.

Originally, I saved the receipts by years. Now, I found filing alphabetically, and then by dates are easier/more effective for me to search.

For the Document/Title name of each line item filed within its alphabetically sorted folder, I use the yyyymmdd format primarily alone, and then followed by the hhmm timestamp, and/or any useful words, such as Letter, Card, Fax, Email, Survey, etc to differentiate the Document Title.

This is because the Neat program saves each file based on first its file type (Contact, Document, Receipts), followed by a dash, and then the Document Title, followed by another dash, and then by the Created date.

So logically files named by date then followed by frequently used descriptive combination of words, letters, numbers, etc can be re-resorted in ascending or descending order.

The scanning and archiving project is tiring and tedious. My legs ache from prolonged sitting.

I’m almost finished but still have Mom’s medical/health files. Hers is the thickest with files of hospital admissions.

I saw the childhood progress reports for both my brother and me. I saw that I was sick a lot and took lots of antibiotics. My brother was allergic to berries, and had uticaria, etc.

Those precious historical documents have been scanned and archived but they most certainly won’t be shredded for old times sake. There’s a lot that I can’t let go, unfortunately.

After this scanning and archiving project, I’ll clean out more furniture and other household junk. The garage has chemicals that I’ll drop-off for free at a local hazardous waste center.

So while I’m still off-duty, and although the head hunter called to find out my job status, I like staying home.

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Now listening to judges spew on about performance by Duck Die-Nasty girl.

Her extension/flexibility is excellent. Her alignment/sync is excellent. Because she’s young, she can win this round DWTS.

2101, she got two niners and two tens. The remaining contestants can go home and rest. They’re too old.

The three of rest were sleeping and when her performance came on, my eyes were barely opening.

Yeah, I like those open interpretative dances. The Creationist would be proud. Although I’m not sure if apples were that ancient. Maybe try Fig Newtons next time.

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Off-topic rant:

To Obama and pals,

Y’all need to do a national sweep on your unionized thugs, which include professions in law enforcement, nurses, television, radio, etc. Better yet, outlaw unions!

We can’t have crazy/stupid, PTSD, TBI, whatever troubled people handling guns, driving machinery, etc staying on the payroll, and ruin basic “common laws” for health and safety.

My other thought during dinner tonight was about how y’all are using whatever is left of the Bill of Rights to protect disturbed people who can’t control themselves or their impulses/urges.

I don’t believe in outmoded cultural heritage, traditions, superstition, multi-cultural breeding programs, etc over what can and should be easily observed in the physical plane, and not imagined, like an invisible God.

For example, if enough people complain, then y’all need to stop pursuing undesirable events, such as Obama healthcare.

With lots is hisses,

Evil Kitty

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Regarding Obama, he’s teaching y’all that being goats is better than being sheep in wolves clothing.

From a recent sermon, a sheep is nasty. It’s fleece may be white as snow but like any love lighter, they are false.

Whereas a goat is cute, too. So while the sheep may be black and labeled as bad in the family, these are highly intelligent creatures.

This thought was inspired after Cely came by to visit our home, probably for the first time. She brought Kaldareta dish of cartilage meat stew, which I ate for lunch.

Dad and I were excited and loud in our conversation. Mom as usual, like yesterday when Das Squirrel visited and brought his .38 pistol for our protection, couldn’t get through, though she’d try to stop us and interrupt.

I don’t know if she had been hogging the conversation in the past because Dad and I were quiet until recently. She’s been suppressing our Chinese side of LOUDNESS with her control freak.

Maybe it’s because she hasn’t taken her baby aspirin for fourteen days since the “exclusive” surgical center refused to risk taking her in.

And after receiving the first thought of “flesh-eating bacteria”, a few days ago after the shower away from that place, and after receiving a second thought of “baby aspirin” en route homebound from the mall today to pick-up Mom’s sentimental value of a repaired earring-to-pendant, I administered two doses.

Yeah so while Dad and I are capable of pissing off the old woman, justice is balanced and served through my slavery, err, living assistance to the elderly by applying antibiotic ointment in case – which relieved the pain symptoms, thankfully.

That’s how much “help” mental telepathy can benefit “both you and me”. Or so I think!

Also, I’ve been pointing out the numerical communications by “them” via our receipts and my dashboard! Again, these occurrences happen DAILY and more frequently!

2014110-0835. Addendum thought, back to the discussion of black sheep in the family. Those who hoard can’t get enough in life and live life to the fullest. We talked about Auntie Norma, an old woman who hoards, and Das Squirrel who also hoards multiple items, such as EXPENSIVE bicycles, LARGE model sail boats, remote-controlled toy helicopters, and various shoes and other accessories. Dad and I hoard papers, receipts, etc. Mom hoards fabric materials for sewing clothes.

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Happy Post-Halloween Night/All Saints Day! I wanted to keep our decor/lights up until the end of Samhain 11/4/14, but the property owners ranted in down. So while Dad helped and while Mom cooked, I stuffed the moving box.

The weather was rainy and cloudy – just the way I like it. Mom said rain is good for the tree. Dad said the dark clouds were rain and he was correct for us not getting his Benz washed, which uncannily would almost always provide the rain.

But rain yesterday was NOT good for two stranded honey bees. After we dropped off Mom’s earrings from her mother-in-law to be repaired as a pendant, we exited the mall.

I saw only bee on the ground. It was in front of my path. It was alive. I scooped it up with Mom’s napkin and dropped it once back on the ground and then successfully on the flowering areas.

While stopped at a streetlight, I saw a second stranded bee land on the back window of a white sedan car. It started to rain. It tumbled upside down, feeding stuck twice on its wings, and then got wedged inside the gutter of the trunk where the back window meets.

I’m disappointed in TPTB and pals for messing up the environment. You and your alien invaders have done enough damage to this hellish planet. Whatever are your agendas, I don’t like it.

As for the sacrificial offerings of dead people, animals, and everything else around this time of the year, I don’t get it. That’s your problem. I wished you’d get rid of the crazy/stupid people who abuse, kill everything.

If you’re so benevolent, you can stop scorching the surfaces with your radioactive UFOs, stop mutilating animals, stop sucking up water and mineral sources, stop abducting people and experimenting on people/animals, and stop deceiving the populous with your lies!

Anyway, rain is good for the surface but injures and drowns my small critters of spiders, insects, and worms, too!

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