Dear diary,
Today’s idyllic lifestyle has been met with the strong cool summer breeze. Chores of doing breakfast and cleaning up kitch and parakeet have been done. I’m now snacking on sweet foodstuff, such as yogurt with chocolate chips and hazel nuts and oatmeal with strawberry and cream. I’m also finishing up my cold second cup of coffe.
Anyway, I thought I’d share my OLD incoming thought regarding Respondent living directly adjacent to us and DG’s chemtrail buster by Josh, a Mason. So, one time as directly by the Holy Spirit (I guess I’ll give credit to the Holy Ghost for these sort of opportunities for observations), I saw the bitch using her backyard gardening hose. She directed the water up and OVER our shared wooden fence. I saw that she was watering my chemtrail buster.
I read somewhere online that some humanz can see the blue flames coming up and off the copper pipes to these chemtrail busters. Since then, I didn’t have the heart to get angry at her. But I still flick her off with or without her presence. I’m sick of these sort of things. But it does happen.
Now, it so happens that Mom always interrupts me because she knows I’m having fun bloggin without her. She said it’s time to eat lunch. And she wants to be served. I wonder if she is emotional in the head and needs that much attention. I know she is garnishing attention, way too much. But she is still in recovery mode. So I’ll cut this weblog post short.
Sincerly,
Fuh Fuh B.
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