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Happy New (Solar and Lunar) Year! I would like to share some of my resolutions. But due to factors beyond my control and screwing up EDD last week, the list is only in my dreams, meaning that I’m not being fully awake! In reality, I’m a lazy girl!

1. Get married: I have a few eligible bachelors in mind but intended to take care of one ‘fellow brother’ as promised, non-verbally. He could tall, short, rich or poor. I don’t friggin’ care!
2. Make kids: Per my astrological report, I should ‘create’ no more than one child due to complications and of course my age. I chatted with my cousin ‘Yesha’ over the holidays and told her that I really see myself adopting someone’s children. A co-worker has told me that it’s not the same as birthing my own clone.
3. Take care of elders: I stayed home for over one-and-a-half years as per my destiny — karma. My childhood photos show me clinging to ‘Maw’ and to this date I find myself VERY dependent on my parental units for major decisions and minor trifles in life. I’ve been worried primarily for their safety and well-being and for good reasons: It’s because none will defend them from the ungrateful snakes out there. They are getting more forgetful, irritable with each other and towards moi and not as quick to respond to emergencies like an ‘agents’ tire crashing into our fence. My elders are fast becoming my ‘children’ and their health is deteriorating but not their minds.
4. Take care of brat: He is squirrel but needs to move on with his life, new family and new loving wife. Like baby birds fledgling out of the nest, it’s for his own good! He must stabilize his energy signature with calmer people and peaceful surroundings. This is due to reptilian ‘triggers’ over the years that lead him to throw temper tantrums, which is probably to his ‘old-soul’ attributes and probably whatever nefarious serums injected into him to control his ‘allergies’ during his growing years by ‘TPTB’. Basically, his father figure failed to discipline the lad. It’s so sad, but the boy is capable of controlling his anger (as long as he is not ‘triggered’). He knows ‘everything’.
5. Get to work: I see myself working from home and setting up my online business. I already have a ‘website’ but it’s non-profit and primarily a reason for orgone-related devices and supplied want to be able to take care of birds, mostly parakeets and make money off of their comfort while their owners are away. I see myself taking classes to learn web designing. I know ‘Piko’ is a web designer. We creative people are quite fruity with colors and we sing well, too! Y’all can tell my weblog site keeps looking different with free themes from WordPress.COM.
6. Perform for people: I think I could sing well enough for the old folks and special kids. That would be neat to volunteer. If only I could find an accompaniment, a guitarist (bass or classical, is fine). But I’ve no brains to get started. Give me a couple of shots, the words and it’s karaoke time!
7. Move out: I want to move out, really. The world is large but the means is zero, literally! Maybe, after my parental units pass on, I’ve been instructed to either rent the place of ghostly memories (Woo!) or sell it to find somewhere more livable and less memorable.
8. Travel: I hate traveling! I need my foam mattress! I need my hot water! I need food that is not made by other people! I need clean air and not those smoke-filled places, like casinos. I need my toilet and lots of toilet paper! I need lots of clean drinking water because my system (i.e. liver and kidneys) hurts if I don’t re-hydrate properly. Really, I don’t trust leaving my parakeets to the care of anyone!
9. Health: I really need to look out after myself. I may have glaucoma in the left eye. I’m in line for high blood pressure, stroke, diabetes, hypertension, thyroid and muscular skeletal problems in my coming years. I know something is wrong and feel very funny. But I’ve absolutely nothing to live by. So if y’all don’t see me blogging online, it’s because something happened to me. I may well have died and none cared to check up on me. Waahh!

So there y’all have my stray thoughts. It’s normal enough to get started late in life, no friends, no confidant, just the internet and moi. I can’t let people near me know because that’s kinda creepy.

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