Dear diary,
I’m lying down and blogging while Mom breathes deeply, loudly, and rhythmically through her freaking CPAP machine! I can’t sleep yet as I depressurize my system, normally by viewing YouTube videos by Dashie, the loudmouth.
By midnight, I’ve finalized my scanning project of OLD paper photographs and loose papers. I gave up trying to re-organize my archive files, as both Dropbox and OneDrive are conflicting. I dare not try Google Drive again.
Out of panic, I purchased a My Cloud Mirror thingy because I was trying to save old application programs, which almost occupied the full disk drive capacity of 1TB! So hopefully I can clean up my mess better with my personal cloud anon.
Lately, Dad and I have been doing the grocery shopping, but Mom didn’t look me out selections of dirty or rotting exterior of produce. But inside they were still fresh.
Today, we shopped for grocery again but the parking lot to the ranch market was fully packed! I tried a slow drive, dropped off Dad, and found parking. But the engine overheated and wouldn’t start after cooling down with the hood opened.
Then we arrived home and picked up Mom to go buy bottles of water. Lolita the crazy reptilian bitch living directly adjacent to us cane out near our shared fence, touched her party skull proppped inside the rose tree and in front of her Smile You’re On Camera words, which is to cover her failure to put up that sign during litigation, and mirrored the crazy temple signal back to me as we drove away.
For reference, the local church that she has infiltrated in near Olivera Egg Ranch and the Senior Living Apartment. I’ll turn on my smartphone GPS location once again to prove my point and provide descriptions of her whereabouts for the safety of my parents and moi, of course.
I’m still surprised that the Filipino community continues to tolerate her presence. I guess they are all crazy thinking they’ll all go to heaven by giving her free EBT money so she can rent her rooms to TNT frauds. Thank goodness I don’t have anything to do with Filipinos.
Speaking of which, Nati called Mom about Eufrocina being interned yesterday per her daughter Cindy, who was informed by Nalen, her friend but my first cousin! Either Cindy or Nati misheard or these Filipinos are trolling with misinformation.
So Mom tried calling Nati, was had called while at a restaurant. Nati returned the call and Mom repeated to her that her own relatives didn’t inform us of the death. Nati didn’t realize that we already knew thanks to online obituaries and other Facebook FYIs.
Mom told Nati about the messed up relatives and their unfortunate abusive reptilian mother who lied about us giving her husband a heart attack at his death bed in the VA hospital. On the contrary, the crazy abusive reptilian bitch broke his heart because he prevented her husband from any contact with his beloved sister, my mom.
So folks, don’t get us wrong if y’all hear anything odd or see anything publicized. These Flips are back stabbers – from relatives to church. I don’t trust any of them, period. Stupid American laws. Dumb liberals. Idiotic progressives.
Anyway, we’re on our own. God loves us when terrorism lives next to us and continues to stalk us. Am I correct? Right? Amen.
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