Dear diary,
I’m full of leftover turkey meat and frozen veggies boiled in brown onions from lunch. I’m now digesting after three hours of being out tonight with my gig, which is a non-profit.
So I texted Das Squirrel and per his Twit Wifey long ago, he is manipulative. He wanted tickets too and I told him that she did NOT express interest. He should be nice and buy his own tickets and damn Twit Wifey. WTF do I have to put up?
He should realize that I’ve been outta work for so long that there is nothing. Technically, if those two are smart, which they are NOT, they should realize that the tickets are for non-profit efforts.
They keep failing in my books. I wonder if they are Satanists as are Buddhists – they keep reversing stuff that is supposed to be a good cause. I wonder if Sheol is in store.
Never mind. I should be nice and generous but they keep abusing stuff as if they deserve everything on their plate while ignoring Mom who meant well. So anyway, I told my cousin in last night’s call that these twosome will not change – every. They are the same as I am and everyone else.
It’s like taking a witches or Wiccans and turning them into flitches and chickens. So I think I’m answering my own question – whatever y’all born into or created whatever reason – that’s it. No prayers can save, redeem, or convert sausage into hamburger.
Sincerely,
Flynn B is wondering WTF crazy and stupid humanz continue to do bad stuff.
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