My back hurts in New Year. I want a new back. Thank you. I want a new assignment, too. We had porridge.
I want many things, like getting rid of the crazy next door neighbor. Her two blue lights are VERY bright and turned on at the side garage door. Our second story is illuminated bright blue from two blocks away! Can someone get rid of this crazy Filipino family?
At 0130, we came home after dropping off Das Squirrel at his home. After he opened the garage door, the car of his Twit Wifey wasn’t parked inside. Dad asked, what kind of marriage is that? I replied, it’s a sham. It’s weird these two go separate ways. Perhaps they are already separated symbolically in New Year.
At 0037, I received a text message from the Twit Wifey in greetings. Mom said she heard the crazy bitch living next door us having her episode because Mom heard loud noises from the garbage.
At 1946, the acupuncturist sent us three text messages of electronic greetings. So far two Chinese have my proper blessings. Unfortunately, I don’t bode the crazy bitch well.
Earlier, I watched a pro-Christian YouTube.com video in which a demon possessed a woman and told the pastor how it was assigned to possess and kill the woman but failed. It was to leave the body and be tortured by Satan for failing. The demon said that it was already in hell before the formation of this hellish planet and humanz.
So I don’t know how Ate Ising can deal with the devil. I won’t be around to see that happen. Y’all can have her and I’ll quit. I knew, had a premonition, that upon going public for two years, I’d drag trouble along. Sure enough, cray-cray manifested.
No Happy New Year to moi. No.
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