I really do NOT like shopping because, first, I do NOT know how to shop for myself. I’ve already complained to the Squirrel and his Maw that I keep “failing” at my many choices/decisions in life. But these wise crackers/souls simply told me to keep trying again. Now that was an answer I didn’t like.
Targets, for example, is a shopping store that is not for anything useful for me personally because I’ve got really good clothes hand made with tender, loving care by Maw. But is a good place for walking around with my elderly bio-units.v If we are lucky, we could find stuff, just like the other day — Paw got new pairs of leather gloves for the garden.
As for being a target, I’ve read an online article “way back” that a person is targeted since birth, a time I almost died. Perhaps, I didn’t want to be reincarnated in that body and live on this hellish planet. But I had my assumed assignment(s) to complete. I am NOT suggesting being targeted for eliminated.
No. I’m talking about “gang-stalking”, as per my previous blog entry about this morning. Not out of paranoia but an assuming “sense” of being “watched”. I figured if the guys are gorgeous, good-looking, I don’t mind being followed. So far nothing threatening has come to fruition, expect out of my own curiosity, which has taught me hard lesson NOT to trust strangers, including you Pete!
No guy has “really” picked up this fugly girl. No. It’s the other way around — they know I have some “beta programming” in me and I fulfill it well. Then we just part separate ways quietly and without the drama of hurt feelings. The “game” is almost mutual as if expected without “strings attached”.
So yeah, there is no need for me to “go shopping”. Usually, the manifestations of would-be suitors will come in/to my reality/dimension “as needed” and “when necessary” and all because I have “thought” about certain qualities, attributes, characteristics of the “hunk” in mind.
So there you have it folks: a bro will come and go. (Hey! I rhymed here!) As for my wing-girl, I have none and am left with only my own devices, not really witty or quite charming, and almost certainly clueless. And they know it.
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