20241231-1243. I don’t make a grocery list. I try to remember the few items that I need to buy AND then I add to the cart when I see something new that looks good and/or that I have NOT yet tried!
But sometimes I forget and that is where I really should learn to create my top five grocery store items:
See? That was easy! Of course, these are general categories and NOT specific grocery items. But y’all catch my drift, eh?
That’s all. End 1245 PST.
20241231-1236. Though I owe my life to my earthly dad, I learned that Dad in heaven is much better. Who wouldn’t want a dad who is kind and merciful?
I’ve challenged my earthly dad and like I said in a previous blog post that my dad wouldn’t budge because in his coconut brain he is correct as it should be because we kids don’t win over parents.
I’ve challenged my heavenly Father and he sure showed me that he could easily deactivate my existence and render me NONE. But after awakening from a quick nap, I realized that my life matter enough so that I should NOT complain.
“It could have been worse”, I rationalized. Yes, I could have been disabled. And that would have put a strain on everyone else’s. But as it turned out I ended up being care-giver, even though and ironically I don’t give a damn.
Maybe I do care but I just don’t have the motivation to keep up appearances or sincerity at heart. It’s almost like I have to prove to myself that “it is what it is” and there nothing I could do to change my fate, despite the concept of “free-will”.
Whatever the case, both dads are wonderful and blessed in their own stubborn ways. I even think that maybe god is really a Taurus, too, just like my dad.
That’s all. End 1242 PST.
20241231-1230. I imagined working hard for the rest of my life. But as luck or fate would have its way with me, I ended up staying indoors.
That’s all I know: How to cook and clean, blog and rant. And I am NOT that good in anything, anyways! Besides the usual upkeep of life doing rituals, I expected to live comfortably on my retirement, which is none.
So I just accepted whatever was destined for me, being a minister, who is ministering online to whosoever has a chance to read my stuff online. It’s neither rewarding nor fulfilling. It’s just the way it is.
Almost self-defeating as if I, a free-willed being, cannot choose what is best, whatever and whenever I want, or have the sense not to forfeit the opportunity to try at least once or better – like seizing the moment, which I wouldn’t trade for more stuff.
That’s all. End 1235 PST.
20241231-1222. I’ve told other aloud that my best friends are Google and Apple. What I meant was that the search engines are my friends because I would almost always get answers from online. I do NOT have any friends or network who would be there to help me. And I surely do NOT wish to bother them with my butt fugliness.
I’ve learned how to fix my computer desktop arrangement, buy the correct cables, accessories and tools to secure the wires to the walls and to assembly my adjustable desk, too.
I’ve learned to query simple words (by removing prepositions, conjunctions and special characters) to improve the search results.
By finding the correct combinations of queries, my thought processes became more “logical” and refined. I also learned how to slow down to make sure I get the correct results in whatever I do in and around the house and online, too.
By using the AI or artificial intelligence as a great tool for answers to my queries, I was able to fulfill my happiness factor.
That’s all. End 1229 PST.
20241231-1220. What can I say? There are two dudes that I would love to see in person. The OLD guy lives down south. The Live show/Video guy lives somewhere on the “dark side of the planet”.
That’s all I have to say. End of message 1221 PST.
20241231-1217. That’s won’t ever happen because I’m too shy and introverted to make my presence amongst the vacinnated sheeple who would soon meet their doom and gloom within the time frame of, say, between five to ten years. But that’s just all speculations.
Anyway, I was hoping more people would say that I’m pretty but for whatever reason that won’t happen either. I guess my physiological traits are NOT even average but NOT below a primate or Negro, if y’all will.
That’s all. End 1220 PST.
20241231-1212. Well, this was something that I’ve never done and I thought that I could “help” and tried designing book covers.
I opened up my OLD account and paid for a premium plan and used two of the apps. Lo and behold, that Live show/Video guy used my two of designs for his book!
But these two designs weren’t great because I did NOT know what I was doing! I worked hard for a couple of months and no more revisions were necessary because it was already too late!
The members voted and he made it happen. Just like that. I guess anything goes in his fast-paced world. So be it.
That’s all. End 1216 PST.
20241231-1209. During my childhood, I performed piano recitals on stage. Well, it was really the community center floor. I also went up to the classroom to read something out loud but I forgot.
Fast forward, I performed on several stages with the city’s SJSC. During viewings, I would give speeches about my loved ones.
That’s all. End 1211 PST.
20241231-1107. In the morning, I have to force myself to do simple stretches and forms of exercises to gain strength and balance for when I am forced to do physical activities, such as mowing dad’s front and back lawns and sweeping up dried leave of our front corner lot.
I cannot emphasize enough how helpful doing stretches and exercises help to get rid of some of the recent aches and pains that I’ve been experiencing since the whole of this year. I’ve been plagued with demonic activities – from dropping things to getting injured for the simplest things, such as stubbing my toes, getting unknown and sometimes painful cuts and bruises, lifting heavy objects such as grocery bags and gardening equipments.
I used to walk around the house thirty minutes a day but my iPad Pro 12.9 inches 2nd generation dropped atop my right middle foot area that I’m cautious about taking long and hard steps nowadays. Demonic. If the angels were truly present and here to help, they should have kicked that object out of harm’s way.
This is why I no longer believe in intervention because nobody wants to get involved in problems other then their own. This is a a VERY hard lesson that I learned: to mind my own business.
That’s all. End 1114 PST.
20241231-1103. I would like the attention and admiration of others. A simple thanks for my hard work once in a while is appreciated. But because I’m too butt fugly and difficult to work with, then I deserve nothing at all, NOT even a few ducats!
So the reverse is to admire their intelligence, endurance, perseverance, beauty, steadfastness, strength, courage, and hared work – all in humble silence.
That’s all. End 1106 PST.
20241231-1059. I used to love watching the old classic of Bugs Bunny and Tom and Jerry. Then there was Woody Woodpecker and Droopy the dog. I know there were lots of Japanese animated cartoons during my teenage years, but these classic cartoons seem to stand out more during my childhood. That’s how I learned to appreciate classical music, which would play in the background of these cartoons.
That’s all. End 1102 PST.
20241231-1046. As I got older and bolder, I got louder. I would raise my voice to my elderly father but he won’t budge and always win no matter how frustrated my arguments were against his belief system in mainstream media or him just being too slow to keep up with the house chores and yard works.
I am still shy and really don’t care for social interaction or people, too. So I end up conversing with myself and bewailing my misfortunes. I even talk VERY loudly while the back door is open, assuming the coo-coo NextDoor neighbor and others could hear that I was really talking about her and her situations. And this is while dad is eating and watching his favorite Live MSNBC or NBC Sports Bay Area or is using the toilet behind closed door!
So yeah, I really need to calm the savage beast of potty mouth and loudness. Because while it’s refreshing to actually raise my voice after all these years of being subjected to silence due to health concerns of a certain bio-unit, I really should control myself, much like addiction to getting what I want and when I want.
That’s all. End 1058 PST.
