Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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  • 20070608-Daily Diary

    Friday has been a productive day. I have called in sick after realizing I am not all that healed. I continue to cough but treat myself to puffs of asthma medication and nasal spray. I also saw the email from ‘Aura Witcheyes’ and how the AR module for applying cash would not be functional the whole.

    I awoke bright and early and open the blinds to all windows of the house, except for the master bedroom where Paw slept until 08:30AM. I saw three squirrels bounding around on top of the fence in the backyard. I missed a photo opportunity of a small black squirrel near the CB created by J—/Sensei.

    I greeted the parakeets and Maw, who had another bowl of poos-puus, which is a porridge of sweet rice and venison. I was already dressed to do some errands by 07:30AM but the oil change station, was still closed because none answered the phone as I tried to reach them. I got an unfriendly phone slamming by one of the Filipinos, who was’ working at the Speedy Oil Change in Milpitas, CA. I know because that nasty one looked fat and ugliest among the bunch. (This should tell you why I don’t date Asians as one example).

    Maw was patient enough to accompany me to the oil change station and the gas station after thirty minutes. We went to the TK Noodles off of McKee Road and found the usual unfriendly face of that Asian girl working the cash register for the longest time. Maw, as a customer, is always right and stated we were there for the clear plastic container of the logo and not the Styrofoam cup used to serve our two orders of Tapioca Jelly and 3 Beans dessert drinks.

    We saw the girl rinse Maw’s unused Styrofoam container and probably will re-use that one for the next customer. This appears gross and unsanitary and we wonder if establishments like these make that a practice while serving food to their customers. Then we went back to the parking lot and I ate almost half of mine before driving off to our next destination.

    This was a hair salon that I thought I’d try out. The sign for reverse perm was offered here and I inquired within to find out how much ($130.00) and for how long (three hours) the service would be for today. I had to drive Maw back home so she could rest and I hurriedly made my way back to the place.

    They were waiting for me and I ended up paying $155.00 (plus a handsome tip of $45.00) after five hours and thirty minutes of sitting and standing too long. The guy cut my hair two inches from the bottom after getting two lopped off one week ago by another rough Asian individual. One hour and twenty five minutes was for applying the straightening solution, another one hour and a half for the rinsing, drying and ironing, and then another one hour and a half for applying the neutralizer, rinsing, drying, ironing and trimming.

    That was fun and now I have a Goth hairdo with the long bangs covering my strong jaw line with wispyness. I told them I’d come back for the hair color but decided this basic black hair color of mine will do just fine. I will dress up now with dark clothes and make up to become another EMO for once in my life. My stupid denim jeans are dead and long live the emotional poets and creative artist in all of us. Now I’ll need to buy my dark nail polish and as such go the clothes store before going to work next week when ‘Hard-Core Red’ shows up from her vacation of Mazatlan, Mexico.

    I called Paw him I was stranded at the parking lot of the mini-mall due to the overheated alarm system locking out the ignition. Maw got the phone and started talking about my improvement and my diet, which she will help calculate for me. I told her I needed salad and then she suggested I buy a salad dressing from the nearby grocery store.

    She would not stop talking as I made my way out the car (to allow the alarm system to cool off) and to the grocery store. I panicked for a moment after realizing that I may not have enough cash for buying pandisal bread afterward. I dug around my wallet and found the remaining three, one-dollar bills, which was enough for one order of fourteen hot pandisals, which I waited for about fifteen minutes.

    So I went home and unloaded the grocery of salad dressing and bread – one for me and two for Paw. Maw was excited about my hairdo as I was excited about relief from the removal of wavy, dry hair. My hair length is no longer below my waist but below my shoulder blades. I will have to post a picture of my new hairdo soon.

    I greeted the parakeets too. Eventually, I made my way upstairs to read my emails and favorite forum with their posted articles and to enter two long journals into this WordPress.com account.

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  • 20070607-Daily Diary

    There was very little to do at work on Thursday. After all these years, I managed to get my two fifteen minutes break by snoozing at my desk. This sleepiness occurred around 15:00PM to about 16:00PM.  I would hear the amplified sounds of co-workers nearby my cubicle due to my sensitized state. I knew then I would fall into deep sleep but had to stifle that feeling to appear busy at work.

    My travel back home was especially scary because I felt woozy and almost passed out during gridlock. I was stuck on an incline, which is a bridge over Interstate 880. The cars were not moving. And the dizzying effects of gasping for air made me roll down both my windows with the strong cool breeze blowing inside the car and turn on the air conditioner with the air blowing directly on my face for the much needed air.

    Both dose of extra air did not help me feel like my having shortness of breath. Recently, I’ve been feeling pain in my jaws, neck, and between my shoulder blades too. The head and ear pressure has been ongoing for over a year.  I’ve been irritable and snappy lately, too. I had to schedule a doctor’s appointment for that annual physical check up to make sure my system is running normally.

    The evening wore on and I couldn’t stay in front of my home computer. I actually went downstairs and stayed the whole evening to hear Maw tell her stories of pain and suffering and how she overcame obstacles that allowed her to realize how futile her concerns are for other people other than herself. She went on to blame Paw for his lack of emotional support with compassion and understanding for others than himself and for his high defensiveness to protect his decision making abilities.

    After removing ourselves from the master bedroom where the original rant occurred, we found our way to the family room. Here, she treated her asthma with the machine. We also had a late snack of poos-puus (a Filipino porridge dish of sweet rice and venison) and watched the late night show to end the night of long talks.

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  • 20070531-Daily Diary

    Today is gray and cloudy. The weather itself reflects my health condition. I’ve been feeling stuffy in the ears, nose and throat since around 04:00PM last Sunday, 05-27-2007 after walking outdoors under the sycamore trees with Cunning, a close friend of Twit and a Realtor with an office in Fremont, CA.

    I started coughing as if chocking on something while both of us were in the living room and about to leave my home. This was after Paw called from the party over at the home of Brat.

    I’ve been coughing, obviously, to annoying co-workers a few minutes ago and all of yesterday. The venti, green tea latte of $3.25 from this morning is helping to sooth my coughing spells. A Benadryl from last evening dried up whatever allergen may be contributed to my ‘flu-like’ symptoms.

    The boogers are clear and I believe is really allergy related to dust, molds, weeds and grass that I inhaled from the air last Sunday. I should really get out more often and boost my immunity. There is really nothing wrong with the outdoors. I happen to prefer indoors.

    As a result, I cannot step away from blogging upstairs and at work. But this would be considered my break time; since we are not allowed to update our system until further notice.

    I could call in sick because I do have lots of paid time off hours but am not contagious. I wonder if the co-workers who cough around here are contagious. I do not know or care.

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  • 20070527-Memorial Birthday

    So what has happened today besides waking up early around 06:00AM, eating pandisal for breakfast, delivering four tables and two folding chairs, picking up old granny from the nursing home and food from Valerio and buying cooking ingredients for Maw’s pansit lug-lug, embotido and kare-kare.

    I’ve actually met two more business-minded persons who work in the real estate industry. I may have one contact for Hawaii and another for Southern California. I may try investing in rental properties but that seems out of my league for now. Both happen to be Chinese and are quite personable as the profession dictates them to behave (or perform, rather).

    We took family pictures with old granny in the middle. We sang the birthday song as Brat, who blew out the ‘Bic’ lighter as his birthday candle. I took brief movies of their mock engagement – he knelt on his right knee with the flower vase meant for the dining table in one hand and again offered with her petting his head as an acceptance.

    After that event, Cunning and I (with Maw’s suggestion) decided to take a walk to my home. We talked about relationships for about one-quarter of a mile to walk off the food. Paw called me back thirty minutes later and with good timing because of my allergic attack from walking outdoors.  I had to drive us back in my Gray mustang car instead.

    We sat from noontime to five o’clock before leaving to drop off old granny back in the nursing home. I drove home ahead and my parents came up into garage. After a nice day at a small party with some nice new set of in-laws that tend to speak their language too much, the travel back was a comforting one.

    The part that was not comforting is discovering earlier this morning around 09:15AM that old granny is not allowed to leave the premises without the permission from one of four designated pie-holes listed on the chart — in the following order: ‘Mal-Low’, ‘Mal-Death’, ‘Orge-Liar’, and ‘Dead.’ Not one of them responded to the numerous attempts for fifteen minutes made by one of the nurses, Mercy N.

    ‘Ogre’ and ‘Hammie’ are in-laws, by the way. Yet, the release was made after an approval was given by this ‘Hammie,’ who was reached under ‘Mal-Low’s phone number. Further, I pointed out the similar signatures made ‘Shiva-Paw’ today and on 14-May-2006 of last year. Paw is clearly the son and with every right and authority to release his own mother to her freedom.

    I made one dead cellular call to my cousin ‘Mal-Iyam,’ the daughter of ‘Dead’ as proof. And the successful one was to Maw, who complained to that nurse about emergency issues by not answering these types of calls to the contacts listed old granny’s chart. The nurse said, ‘[I’m] sorry for the inconvenience.’ There is no sorry when this injury to insult for the lack of recognition by his siblings is unforgivable.

    This unfortunate issue will not go unnoticed as discussed at our dinner at a Chinese restaurant afterward. The written authority to dump old granny into the nursing home needs to investigate as do the other older folks who do not have dementia, at all! This is unfair and sad to these people who may already have pensions and/or Social Security benefits.

    Perhaps there is always money involved in this case. And this too has happened to countless other helpless geriatrics who should not be imprisoned before their time. A cross checking mechanism needs to be implemented and/or legislated to make sure the executors or guardians involved are serving their parties best interests.

    Today is truly meant to be another day of Memorial to those who needs to be remembered, not for what they once were a person in mind and body but for who they are in sprit. As old granny stated today in Tagalog (one of many Filipino dialects), ‘Maa-roo-noong ang Dios’ is translated as ‘God knows.’ Yes, Granny: God hears you and knows those pie-holes won’t get her dime either.

    This day also marks another awakening — a burden lifted from the shoulders of those who should not grieve for the elders locked down for life with nasty food that is not at all appetizing but the rejoicing in the birth of a new relationship of love with the couple and their immediate family to continue the cycle towards the same blessed end – a memorial.

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  • 20061222-My Solitude

    My only friend is Solitude.
    Nothingness is my only food.

    Damn profound! 09:06PM 12-22-2006

    I have popped my left jaw into place. POP was the sound. I was rubbing my right hand over my right jaw while holding my left jaw steady into place with my left hand. I remembered what the ‘outworldy’ has shared with me regarding the TNJ problems I have had from my past with braces afterwards. The jaw pain on the left side is present though. 09:09PM 12-22-2006

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  • 20061210-Stew Poem

    I have created a poem while driving on northbound 880 and towards the nursing home where old granny resides. The time of my inspiration was 09:06AM. I suppose I was hungry but my mind was pretty much blank.

    I love cauliflower and broccoli too.
    I love tomatoes and carrots in my stew.

    Now how simple was that? I laughed out loud and ‘Kali-Maw’ only smiled. ‘Shiva-Paw’ did not have the normal human responses of appreciation of mostly silent ‘spit’. Robots do exist and these units are out-dated from my observation.

    We fed granny aros-kaldo soup. But she seemed to enjoy the longanisa sausage and rice. The ‘Kali-Maw’ unit ordered that Goldie Lock breakfast, which was too much for the old lady to eat and the food items ended up piled on the nearby desk.

    I cleaned up granny’s room by dumping one expired, red colored canister of fake Pringles; one old flowering pot of plant and other crap from this stupid basket. I placed the other four remaining canisters of Pringles in this basket to keep the stupid people from dumping crap.

    Granny cried after ‘Kali-Maw’ cried because the ‘Kali-Maw’ unit continues to play the idiot for feeling too much; knowing she too will be dumped in that living condition if she doesn’t shut the hell up. The ‘Kali-Maw’ unit has sustained an open sore on her left mouth. This is symbolic and reminds me of her karma, like that deceased auntie with the same sore mouth condition from cancer.

    We took pictures and I put a smiley face on the upper right hand corner of the room number of the log entry made by ‘Shiva-Paw.’

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  • 20061127-Weird Women

    I forgot to mention about my encounters with little old ladies, last Saturday, 11-25-2006. We had finish shopping at Nex I, Moffett Field, CA and were about to enter the car. This old lady was right behind me on the driver’s side and had scooted to go in front of me to look for her car.

    People like her are weird and I do not understand why they cannot find another empty place to get lost and not crowd my airspace. I asked her if she needed help looking for her silver car. She had found it after ‘Kali-Maw’ pointed her in the ‘right’ direction. What a damn liar she was behind her fake smile.

    Well, the stupid boss, ‘LeNaval RedEyes’ was acting weird today, Monday 11-27-2006. I hate her because ‘Fancy Soul’ has observed how she is faker. She would hand me these candies and I would throw them discreetly into the drawer containing the other bag of food she gave to me.

    The ‘beach’ is sucking up to me big time because I am ‘senior’ and my leaving the hellhole would make her have three or more temporary workers! I wonder how many people would be needed to screw on the light bulbs at work or to finish one thousand cash receipt entries.

    She then snuck up behind me around 02:00PM in a very loud voice and I responded to her even louder. ‘Ex-Ball’ is crawling with fat ass ‘krauts’ such as her. And she is riding on my very last nerve. She left early today at 04:30PM per her email to us three that she didn’t take her lunch. What an idiot!

    Once again, I hate her because she is another tool, just like the ‘ragging’, fat asses and ‘chez wheaties’ who crossed my path many years ago.

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  • 20061027-Eyes Sleepy

    I felt tremendous sleepiness after 01:00PM while sitting at my desk at work today. This was after eating lunch of chicken in soy sauce. ‘Kali-Maw’ cooked this meal and I ate two chicken legs with lots of rice.

    I felt like wanted to close my eyes, which I did. And I think ‘Legg LaCigar’, the computer support who sits nearby, saw my eyes were sleepy. I was soon awake after drinking one can of sweetened iced tea and my third cup of coffee.

    ‘LeNaval RedEyes’ our supervisor has left at 02:00PM to pick up her daughter. ‘Fancy Soul’ and ‘Toad Soup’ left around 02:45PM to attend the fourth quarter meeting. ‘Feign Hurt’ and I soon followed. I was not in pain while walking to the place and with my heave black purse strapped across my shoulder.

    We sat there for a good one and one half hour from 03:00PM to 04:30PM. I talked with some strangers from the billing department and clapped my hands as needed. I noticed ‘Feign Hurt’ would yawn to signal me to shut up. As a result I would not attend her stupid party at home on December 8.

    I saw two of my pictures flashing across the screen – one alone and one with ‘Super EyeStar’, the founder of this company and the temp, who no longer works at this company. After all that has been done and said, I tried to eat and drink the food provided. But I left around 04:45PM.

    As I walked, I reviewed and listened to three new messages – two from my contact person and one from ‘LeNaval RedEyes’. I left my brief voicemail message to him and slowly walked with much heaviest from the bag and from sitting too long at the meeting.

    I am not sleepy now and probably had my fill from dinner tonight to keep me awake for a bit longer. I do not know how else to proceed. There is much to do.

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  • 20061017-Tuesday Break

    Tuesday, 10/17/2006 was my mini-vacation or break from work. Yesterday, I had completed about half of Monday’s monster lockbox work, which is normal since this does include the weekend mail. I was pissed for doing all those credit card charges manually (by hand); one-by-one and all by myself because noone else knew how to do this area of my job.

    I awoke early in the morning around my usual time to read my articles online; cram some Vietnamese soup (or pho) into my guts as my breakfast; went back to sleep and then got out of bed around noontime because it was time to eat lunch.

    We three decided to go shopping at the Commissary and buy about 24.00US notes worth of grocery, which included chocolate soy milk, whole organic milk, 2% fat free milk; bag of oranges; bag of apples and three containers of fresh blueberries. These filled two grocery bags.

    We went home and unloaded the grocery and headed out to the mall where we walked around once. Unfortunately, we had to stop and grab another snack of French fries, chicken nuggets (with BBQ sauce), spaghetti with two big meatballs  in watery tomato sauce , and fresh water to wash the food stuff down.

    By the time we went home I guess I was too tired to do anything but read more articles online and rest some more, which I did until someone hollered from downstairs that it was time to eat dinner. My stomach was quite full and my belly was quite round from four courses of meal that day.

    I continued to think good thoughts but the previous night was the better day because of my counterclockwise feeling in about the front of my chest during a lucid dream. The sky was very clear and blue and crispy clean to me, at least. The day went well and I continue to struggle with being nice to myself for once.

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  • 20061015-First Dinner

    Many blue flood lights have been marking the low lying gray clouds. This signals the upcoming great pumpkin event and the field where these powerful spot lights contain lots of pumpkins for the picking. This has been going after sunset.

    The night wore on and Paw came upstairs and startled me by knocking on the wall leading to my computer room. The time was 06:35PM and he told me we were late for the dinner at the house of Brat and Twit. I was already stuffed full of Vietnamese soup (or pho) from lunch today. The soup was saltier from the ginger – yum.

    I hurriedly got dressed and we arrived around 06:45PM to discover their new table was already set for us five. This was the first time the couple had used the table and I am surprised at the two to sharing that even with us.

    Twit cooked the meal of roast beef with small potatoes and cut carrots, boiled mushrooms, large amount of curly pasta with green beans and yellow corns, and the tomato soup with tofu and white noodles. Paw ate most of the broccoli while I claimed the mushrooms.

    The dinner and conversation were normal enough and later both seemed to have their disagreements in front of us like any normal airheads. I believe Brat is quite a joker (from Paws side) and tends to let his behavior annoy certain people, especially Twit. He joked he wanted tea when Twit came back without his share. She told him to get his own and probably for him being a brat. Wow!

    She is a good cook and I have been well fed by her cooking because I wouldn’t stop burping (as a sign of respect after eating their meals). I have to admit my ‘prayer’ was for Brat to love someone understanding enough and I distinctly requested someone with a Buddhist background. And sure enough Twit came into our lives. I thank the whole night went well.

    However, as a joke, our Maw joked by winking her eyes at Brat and started to scold Brat loud enough; so Twit could hear the disciplinary actions. Brat likes to take frequent and long naps and buy toys of models that seem to clutter up his rooms. Twit, however, has other ideas and Maw tried to even the playing field by ‘taking’ Twits side.

    We bid our farewells and we truly enjoyed the evening. In spite of my misgivings and unfair ranting about the negative aspects of anyone via my blogs, these two were meant for each other in special ways. I have further to learn the meaning of this ‘love’ between two people.

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  • 20061008-Sunday Afternoon

    Firstly, I am full of Vietnamese soup (or pho). The current time is [Buurrppp!] 02:00PM. My meal was a regular soup full of white vermicelli noodles and chicken without skin along with two small slices of jalapeno pepper, handful of bean sprouts and hand picked mint leaves.

    I ate only the noodles and veggies and drank a glass full of Thai ice tea and the complimentary hot tea to wash down the foodstuff as a substitute for the soup. I’ve taken home the leftovers for dinner tonight.

    Around 12:00PM and prior to eating this lunch with my bio-units, who got the beef noodle soup versions, I saw three white trail clouds being laid around the southwestern skies of the Bay Area. There were wispy clouds nearby as this one plane traveled in that general direction.

    This particular trail cloud didn’t look straight and actually seemed to curve slightly downward as if to avoid the large wispy cloud above. Both trail clouds and wispy clouds did not stay for very long. If I am correct, the sky seems blue and the sunlight very bright. Yes, indeed, I know why. There were white mistiness and brown muck earlier this morning too.

    Earlier, after eating breakfast, we went to walk around the Great Mall in Milpitas, CA. Maw and I did our slower strides for a good twenty-five minutes while Paw had his faster pace. We would always rest afterward in front of the water fountain where children played.

    During our resting period for another fifteen minutes, we saw: an Asian baby wipe its face from ear to ear with a napkin, a black girl with blond hair and Asian girl (with the prettiest smile and dimples) throw their pennies into the fountain, an Asian boy (who seemed autistic) wipe the fountain with his sweat pants; another small Asian toddler playing with the water; and a South Indian boy smiling at us from his baby carriage. Both the toddler and father would look at me. (Hehehe).

    My walks were not at all fast both yesterday and today. I have been feeling winded out lately. My left foot and my bad–left knee have been aching for the past few days. Last week and probably from eating too much salt during those special days of the month, my right foot felt full one night at bedtime.

    I decided to drive us three near the foot of the hills. We drove by to see the ranches with horses on the right and a bunch of other houses on the left. Straight ahead there were those houses on the hills and there were sale signs at the base of one gate leading upward to the community.

    I suppose the housing market is getting softer with the jobs getting the hardworking people nowhere fast. And that means a good sign for the buyers, who cannot afford to buy these bigger boxes of high brow amenities. I’m still stuck at my bio-units’ house, by the way.

    After we got home from lunch at around 01:00PM, I noticed that one of the parakeets had stains on her left foot and discovered her vent was all messed up. Some feathers from the surround area have been plucked and it looks quite bald. I guess she could not pass her eggs, if any, because we didn’t provide a nest box for her or wanted more chicks than we could handle.

    So my priority was clean her up, which I did by grabbing her; holding her under the faucet of running warm water and soaping the area well. I had to hold my tongue from screaming out loud as her sharp beak bit into my right index finger twice. Each time I adjusted her head between my index finger and thumb to hold her steady so she would not inflict pain upon me. She was a bad girl!

    Then I decided to trim the beaks of her two brothers. One had a beak that turn almost inward toward his neck. I washed a nail cutter in detergent and then poured the boiled hot water to further disinfect the tool. I wasn’t sure if I would end up cutting the vein inside the beak but prepared Q-tips and alcohol to disinfect the area in case he bleeds. He was easy to grab because he didn’t know what I was planning to do with him. And in a few minutes he had his very first beak trim. He was a good boy!

    The second one knew I would grab him. I had to slowly follow him around as he tried to escape within the confines of his cage. I had to point to and tap his beak to show why I was trying to grab him but he continued to elude my hand. Finally after five minutes of this chase, I grabbed him but not securely enough. I had to re-adjust him from left hand to my right hand so I could hold his head steady while I snipped off another length of this beak with the sound of ‘tick.’ I wanted to cut more but he made a peep noise and that meant he had enough. He was a good boy too!

    Then I fed all five birds (except the sick one) their favorite oat groats as a reward for their cooperation and used the hair dryer on the wet one for a good twenty minutes. I think they understand they won’t be hurt by me too much; otherwise the birds would be screaming their heads off.

    Next week, I plan to cut further upwards to control the growth of the boys’ beaks. Maintaining the health of exotic birds such as parakeets is a challenge. I try to avoid intervention whenever possible and let nature takes its course. But these bird are like bio-unit members to me. And when they are in distress there is no avoiding any help.

    And yes, my help has extended to members of the both bio-unit and relatives, who ultimately turned their backs and bad attitudes to me (and mostly my bio-units, as well). This life experience has been observed both at work and at home. Strangers, on the other hand, seem more sincere because they cannot always get away with being rude or easily hurt by those that attempt to show kindness in the first place.

    Why does this seem to be the case? I suppose this could mean that helping those in need does not always mean anyone related by blood or close at heart. Now I understand why people do not do business with bio-unit or relatives because this could create a conflict of interest. I wonder why certain people do not understand that basic premise and try to make a big deal when they cannot get their ways. As I mentioned before, angry people do seem spiffy at times.

    P.S. Buuurrrppp! Ah me!

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  • 20061003-Wondering Watching

    Good evening to another blogging session. I have completed whatever had to be done at work although we could not do much while prior month has yet to be close. Two temps called in ‘sick’ today and hope they feel better.

    Anyways, I left work late around 06:00PM and the air was freezing cold through my thin T-shirt as I chit chatted with the new ‘boss’ about work.  I should be wearing more professional clothing but don’t care because I would not be working there much longer.

    I came home to the smell of food and saw my parent already seated at the dinner table with warm food to greet me. The fried rice was salty. Other foodstuff was bar-be-que chicken; bitter melon with tomatoes and eggs; and the dessert of pears picked by ‘Shiva-Paw’ from our backyard.

    Cleaning up was done and so walking slowly around indoors for another twenty minutes. I had to get my cup of vanilla ice cream with fudge and took this one upstairs to enjoy while reading my does of daily news articles online. I see the main stories are about adults versus children.

    Both involved older farts hurting children. The former representative claimed to have been affected as a youth by other adult(s) and he is forgiven for acknowledging that part of himself to the public. The other man admitted to his wife that he did harm to his own relatives. I guess he should be forgiven for being sick too.

    There is no more need to drag these stories any further. I think people should learn to admit their ‘humanity’ and move on with their lives. The ‘karma’ concept is something I am still debating. I wonder why people would watch and find out what would happen to both individuals.

    I wonder myself why I need to learn from others. I believe my purpose is to observe the events of human history unfold and report the results with proper perspectives. So far there are too many sides to any one story and that makes me confused.

    As part of my ongoing education, I have emailed my request for a signed copy of a new book. I love to read and may start collecting books as a hobby this way. I tried photographing and still have not found my passion to jump start my early retirement from hard work.

    The current time is no 09:21PM and I have this head and ear pressure. I am hoping to remove myself from in front of computers gradually but so far work and reading has been done this way.

    P.S. I stick my tongue out to my watchers too.

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