Behold! The skies are full of clouds shaped like stacks of pancakes, at least three cigars, and more fluffy puffy clouds.
I was driving home and didn’t want to hold up my smartphone to high. Hopefully, I didn’t get any license plates. That’s not nice.
En route halfway from home, one double-white chemtrail was being laid against an old purple chemtrail. The directional with north-south. But the long streaks got skinnier and then the big alpha sylphs ate it up!
Prior to reaching the nasty grid that spews smoke westward and feeds electrical high wires along the eastern rolling hills, I was boosting my vector with happy thoughts of “angelic baby sylphs” lined up together and touching wings.
It was a nice drive home when traveling smoothly at UNDER 80 mph, unlike yesterday at 65 mph mph, which made me angry thoroughly.
Traffic is slower at 65 mph, if I clock in late to work at 0800. This is due to the realization that it takes me much longer to get ready for work: washing up, applying eye makeup, brewing and drinking coffee, scraping parakeet poo, throwing the trash, hauling city carts, and of course rolling and loading my cart of crap into my trunk.
Once inside the car, I have to start the engine, remove the two sun shades and a Hello Kitty plastic film that acts as a protection against the next door neighbor, a cotton towel covering my car alarm system from overheating by the sunshine, hookup my smartphone, release the parking brakes, etc.
Oh and this morning I pretended to talk on my smartphone to an invisible Filipino woman, in mockery of Loca Lolita, who made her voice loud again in my presence.
She stopped taking loudly when I made my voice loud enough inside my car and in mockery of her talking to an invisible ghost, trying to act normal by gardening, and saying sorry to “Ate” that I have to live next door to a paranoid schizophrenic!
Yeah, folks. Keep boosting happy thoughts while I figure out how to appease these naughty spirits.
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