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At round 1830, I awoke from my two-hour mid-afternoon nap. The opened window allowed fresh air to flow through the half-closed wooden blinds.
At around 1328, Dad dropped off our Voter By Mail Ballots into the slots of the Voters of Registrars where humanz were voting for their preferences. I took three photos of Dad – one at the drop-off box, two with balloon characters – a brown bear and an Uncle Sam. Mom stayed inside the MB E430. She was totally unconscious but awoke upon our arrival.
Earlier, we travelled on nice and slow on good traffic, though there was an accident in Hillsdale off NB HWY 101. And thusly we arrived at the doctor’s appointment where the kidney doctor can’t do anything about medication. Mom’s kidneys were stable so it’s safe for her to take the chemo drug for inflammation.
Then we headed homebound and ate good lunch of chicken tortilla soup, chicken nuggets and Mom’s cooking. Then my parents poked me to call so I could take advantage of the free health care, which isn’t free at all. So reluctantly I went.
For ten minutes from 1443 to 1453, I was able to schedule a general checkup, which is really an evaluation, and dental checkup, which is really an evaluation based on the health of the gums, and an eye checkup, which doesn’t cover eyeglasses.
2.
During the mid-morning, choir mass on Sunday yesterday, the crazy bitch living next door to us served as communion minister. I might have overhead the two choir members behind me say something in Filipino that the talk didn’t help stop her from attending.
The psycho wore a red outfit. I noticed that she didn’t look in the general direction the whole time except when she was lined up on ‘stage’ where her face was behind the white candles on the table. I stared her down through the candles from afar and I saw that she lowered her head slowly. The indwelling spirit of that crazy bitch is totally deceptive.
Anyway, she seemed to smile and laugh from the pew. I motioned to the short-haired woman sitting to her laugh. I saw her look in my direction, looked away and smiled at the same time. I saw that Cely S was sitting to her right again. She might be senile after Mom alerted her long ago.
I also alerted the audience prior to her approaching and leaving the stage with the required bowing. I saw that the audience directly opposite facing or sitting in the east section of the seat look at the pew area where she sat. I sensed that others sensed my signals and thusly they lowered their heads. I lowered my head too and shook it slightly to emphasize the severity of the situation.
After mass I inquired of Chuck why Ching was missing and he replied that she was at the PI for three weeks. Amy also replied at the same time the same thing. I left and noticed that his son was headed towards the parish hall where humanz were gathering to chit-chat. I saw lots of food being brought into the place. A tall pinkish elderly guy directed human traffic and informed me to come and chit-chat. I was not having anything to do with them as my family and I were betrayed by that local parish.
But I sensed that the key individuals were alerted because I noticed that certain individuals would bring their child up on the choir box to block my view from the audience or someone would be nearby. Thelma B the politician served as liturgy minister and during the Prayer of the Faithful, she mentioned the Santa Clara County. Once again, bad things will happen to those who don’t stay vigilant. I serve an unknown purpose though victimized. Weird.
Oh, I noticed too that the psycho bitch smiled and laughed at the pew. Her face wasn’t gaunt or possessed. On Saturday my previous blog mentioned her violent episode when Dad and I left for errands. On Sunday she was calm. But after the mass, I barely saw outta the corner of my left eyeball how close she was. I might have heard her giggling. So her demonic possession is still active.
3.
On Saturday, we attended morning mass and noticed a sign placed upon the severely chopped rose tree. The sign said ‘smile you are on camera’. I wonder what come-back I could play to remind her of her demonic sins. But so far, I see no reason to fear due to the effort she employs – three cameras, bright blue night spot lights, and automatic motion sensors. It’s to our favor since I sometimes forget to lock my doors and roll up my windows. Behehe. So the Lawd Gawd is protecting me from her. Her cameras are probably hooked up to ‘them’ but she’s so stupid that stuff can be intercepted by ‘them’. Behehe.
Dad and I went out to do errands after breakfast. It was around 1130. Dad and I attended a local job fair at his former employer which is number two on the list of hiring, next to the military. The ‘walk-thru’ of registering online was VERY helpful. But I haven’t applied yet. But submitting the application, the FBI investigates the background! Behehe. So await my job application and have a ball – there’s lots of ‘gaps’ in my work history. I’m embarrassed.
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20160428-2101. I attended choir rehearsal. And our fearless leader sometimes share his vast knowledge in music. For example, we rehearsed Gradual (or Locus iste) by Anton Bruckner. Towards the end of the music, fifth and fourth measures, the lyrics were: ‘a Deo, Deo o’. From here he mentioned how this effect produces and echo which reverberates nicely in European cathedrals. Gabrielli is also a compose that employs this technique. Then his mother who sits on my left mentioned that we all should go to Europe.
20160427-0818. Mom continued with her breakfast story about her mother and how she saved cash for her son’s appendix operation and anesthesia. Back in those days, there was no social programs. People lived off their real properties and shared what they can. There were some businesses that thrives. But my maternal grandmother worked as a fisher and farmer, saved cash for taxes of the real properties, Xmas celebrations, and other emergencies.
20160427-0809. Mom continued with her breakfast story. Palaman Sa Bso, Salscot, Bangka. I forgot the translation.
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