Well, today went well. King Philip was smoking near the closed fence of the “restricted area”.
I pulled into the parking lot, popped open my trunk, and heard him comment: “You look snug.”
I replied that I was trying to keep warm. I had my golden MK-Ultra polyester jacket, hoodie on my head.
His shiny long-sleeved shirt was golden as was his matching slacks. I wonder if he’s loaded comme moi!
I like him and I don’t know why. But later on I too realize that I kinda don’t wanna be there.
I was already wearing down. There was no “pause” in the workload. But if I stop, it’s going to build up.
I cried on my way home. I couldn’t take it anymore, though the windows were rolled down and though the weather was beautiful.
There were two vehicles in a road rage race. This was before the electrical grid. The dark blue egg sedan stopped suddenly in front of the silver white egg sedan, which swerved to the far right lane!
For another two miles, they chased each other. I tried to get the license plate number but they were too fast!
Then around 1705, the VP called to inform that I made the second cut, scheduled Thursday at 11:00 am. So I’ll go to work early and work on the checks.
This temp-to-direct hire job is just checks, batching, and boring. But I’ll amused myself and find out if this will be my new second home.
Mom called 1413 and said that she is going to the doctor because her high blood pressure is too high per the nurses from a non-profit organization.
They’re VERY caring. I hope my bad feeling goes away. Otherwise I’m feeling her symptoms in my heart area sympathetically.
I’m waiting to have my four rubber tires rotated. Since January this year, I’ve traveled 5,000 miles. That’s 87,017 on the odometer.
I’m never going to be the same. It’s been over one decade since TPTB and pals roughed me up.
I’ve not shed tears that much until this year…
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