Today, I walked the dirt path of eBay. Two dark-skinned Filipinos, who rushed through the traffic to get in front of me from the left took the dirt path, which thankfully is not muddy. The dirt is mostly creamy, sometimes pink with loose gravels shining like diamonds. Some debris of fallen leaves are strewn. I could see some cement.
Most of the time was sunny with little shade. Only a few “forest-like trees” with their distinct scent offered a few moments of wilderness and shade. Then I intercepted Theresa, who walked a few yards with me to the back parking lot. She didn’t say much except me: Good.
For most of my walk, I thought about the rent money for “my family”, about my monthly draft near the thousands to cover a debt settlement program located in San Mateo, CA: (Your cousins live here, Pete) and how two “UFO” clouds appeared southbound to spot the skies, along with miniature “heads” of sylphs northbound. One chemtrail went over my temp job from hell this morning and a few more were being eaten up by sylphs this afternoon.
I have no choice to but hate you Pete. Even the Feds suck:
“Good to hear your voice. Thank you. Everything is running smoothly. It’s going to take some time. Hang in there. Be patient. Everything is fine.”
Can you see what’s going on here folks? Do you think I could hate TPTB? There is no answer. Fast forward OVER ten slong years, do you think the lawyers would believe anyone now? Do you see how HEARTLESS these people can be to others? Prove me wrong, morons.
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