20141015-1426. Today, I finished the LARGE deposit. I whisked through the crap load because of my impatient personality of wanting to get things done “right away, this instance” before tackling collections for this Friday.
Yesterday was a holiday in observance of the scam artist known as Christopher Columbus and so there was no deposit to process. I kept busy entering “head counts” into the “rates sheet” and past-due invoices into the “weekly collection” spreadsheet for the four hours.
The boss was working from home yesterday and today. And I like that.
After work around past noontime, since I was late by ten minutes, I hurriedly loaded my trunk with my carry-on. I wanted to donate old baskets to Goodwill and then old books to Milpitas Library.
I got diverted three times today due to anomalies of the weather, which was cooler, not freezing cold like Monday/yesterday, cloudy, and nice.
I saw traffic on the first leg of traveling this morning and decided to take my longer alternative route, which was stop and go, and not on the faster highway. That’s how I was late ten minutes to work this morning. It’s the first temp job where I’m almost always late!
The second diversion was missing my off-ramp/exit from HWY 101 to Interstate 880. From there, I took the next exit and saw a homeless man signaled with his light olive greenish baseball cap, which I signaled back instead of donating money.
From Interstate 880, I missed my exit again, which was one exit too soon. I took the back road through the Cisco buildings, and then eastbound on 237, where I found my way and donated the baskets that were unused and sitting in the garage cabinets.
From there, I exited off the right to my next destination. This was after 1235 p.m. I was going eastbound on Serra Way towards the dead end of small stores ahead. For whatever reason, I kept hearing soft honking sign sounds. I done know where it originated.
This was while stopped once and then twice at two different intersections. Then while making a left on N Main St, I heard the spook honk. But I had to let the faded grayish Dodge mini-van have the right of way. Yesterday, I didn’t see a gray sedan going straight and didn’t give it the right-of-way, upon which it honked at me.
This time karma manifested on which the white, Mexican, whatever guy on dark shades, veered from behind me car and turned left on my path, almost clipped from behind a walking pedestrian, a black girl on tight white shirt and right black/white printed pants. The spook then suddenly braked hard, intentionality trying to cause an accident.
Then I donated by books to a library that has been closed for two days now.
20141013-1926. Earlier today, we checke on our custom order shoes. En route, she share how one long chemtrail aren’t all the way to the mountains. Momn told of seeing a bunch of other wispy clouds below this long trail. We saw remnants of faint chemtrails, two that seem to stick, not dissipate, but came from three general direction of Lawrence Livermore Laboratory, CA.
20141012-1235, en route homebound/northbound on Capitol and after shopping at Sears, JC Penny’s, I saw one tree in distress. It was being shipped around by a strong vortex of wind. The others trees, too, were lined up behind this high, chain link fence. I saw dust, dried leaves, debris, etc whirl around and up to the fence line before doubling back. I then prayed to the wind spirits to lighten up but I think that were having fun and were happy that day. It was a strong, gusty, windy day. Our smelled like rain too as the skies took on fluffy, puffy cuffs of gray into the afternoon.
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