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[Jackstar]

quit whining.

One will note my willingness to publish recorded audio is now seemingly absent. Also, I picked up things I wasn't doing, so I could then demonstrate mastery of them later. This did not seem sufficient to those with requests.

Oh, I am definitely overcompensating for something now. Fancy that. Hopefully I don't become a real loser with no friends and am expelled to live on the streets like a helpless vagabond.

Hopefully there is something I can do. In the meanwhile, I won't lie... this necessity for exercise mortifies me. Still, the struggle is real.


I stay here as I am concerned my friends won't be able to find me elsewhere. They're gonna wanna know things... uh, soon. Not a real big deal but I don't wanna be absent at the wrong time. I wanna see the showcase showdown go off.

or I guess I can just be murderered, what difference? same view either way. I have reached peak utilization, I stood my -- ooops.


Emergency end of line. I almost spoiled the whole thing for everyone.
And, I'm not even getting paid.

I do not wish to make anything worse for anyone. Okay, bye! (See, now in the morning, twerps will assume I was up getting blasted all night, and see weakness. In truth, this is a hugely good time for me.

Especially compared to some that came before. So good news, really. Especially the part about how I probably don't need to keep pointing out that whatever I did, I have the house, and they're gone.

And it's still empty. A classic case of, "If I can't have it, then no one can!" I wonder how she developed such an attitude. I think it was when I showed her team of hidden reprobates that I was unafraid to tell her to ask them to contact me, and none of them did.

So, it's not like it was a real relationship, and what, like I didn't know that?


Long story short: Taunting now is the best possible time to do it and I want to get it over with. And now... I think I have done enough.


"Bitch Mike," signing off. I fuckin' love it. The last name I rememeber giving me is "nigger." Like, no shit. So, let us be certain in knowing, I did not tolerate this, I endured it so that future society wouldn't have to.

Anyway, never mind now. If I had anything else to do, I wouldn't bother posting at all. And, needless to say, I would like the timelines to line up for the ongoign narrative.

I don't know if any of you had ever seen anyone try to swindle you in_real_time right in front of you but it was quite impactful an experience on me. Aftermath, too.

Stupid Jackstar. How dare you have any will to live. Dummy Hungarian. Not just one person's trash, but everyone's trash, because they all said I was mean and an asshole. Case closed.

Seriously the recordings that are had of all these people are detailed. No wonder they need four months. Just to listen to it all. Well, good for them, have fun. I'll just fade away, and then your real friend can come back. You're welcome, I am glad I could help everyone out with everything that I could. "BUTT OUT, JACK!!"


Just like Heaven.

[Jackstar]

1.) Why don't you hire a lawyer?

The amount he quoted was too high, and... I don't need a lawyer. Alli doesn't need a lawyer, she doensn't want to see me. If she did, she would. So none of it matters... lawyer or no lawyer. Allison set it up this way.

I don't know what she is up to, but I assume she had a good reason for this. Of course, she hates me and everyone I know, and I have given up on any welcome dream. I don't know why she hates, since I think I saved us all, but that's the struggle.

2.) Who owes anyone any money?

When I answer the phone, I say, "Hi, Michael K., how much money do I owe you?" They hang up. Every time.
COVID-19 fallout proving exceptionally hard to contain in vault accounts. They can't keep track.
Alli appears pissed that I bankrupted her "on purpose" (not really) but she put me in jail on purpose so there's that.
I am aimless when it comes to the house. I am not waiting on Alli, but I assume she has input. Why isn't she here? "EMERGENCY."
I'm thinking of calling some of her friends. I don't see why not. They should be calling me by now. Unless I am bait

3. Am I ever going to monetize a show?

Fuck no anytime soon. This whole shitshow turns a sharp angle when money is taken. Thus, no money. Donations are even a problem.
I don't want to do it for money anyway because I don't know what to even talk about. Existential sadness? The profound difference between reall and something else? I can't do it. I don't know what I would ever say to her,  etc. and what can we do? I don't know.

4. Why all the hatred on you, Jackstar?

I make decisions that are often unloved, like... oh, I don't know. I really don't. It's just been hatred for months, and it wasn't so bad before. Oh, and, I have freedoms, and, I escaped Alli's clutches -- kudos -- and I can't forget T and why she hates me, and I guess it must be a big deal, and I guess all my lovers hate me now. I dont' know why. Oh, and, Alli is getting an IRS audit. She probably won't go to jail, she's gonna do my taxes. Maybe.


5. What the fuck is going on?

The Singularity happens al the time, it's not really that big a deal, but sometimes coordinated passage through it, and it won't be like going through a portal, but, kinda, like Inception, and I hope beyond words, that my friend m m will be here soon, maybe not, and I might be off this desk run, like seriously I need help, and ... K. isn't doing it, she dun busy, and KT is busy, she busy making cops shine, and wow, that's nice, I got warm again. It would seem that some key players aren't rousing from slumber at times.

This is a problem when people go to sleep for a long time. For example, I don't know how long I will sleep on my birthday, because I might as well sleep through it, I have nothing in particular going on, and, there snippiness, I can't take much more, because this is so sad.

I hope that Alli is so very happy with having dumped my ass in a hole, and I wonder who did it. I'm so safe!


I find myself unwilling to engage in proper hygiene, and, here's why: I am not motivated.
These conditions are deplorable, I've lost contact with any event horizon, and I am lost and alone.
I would assume those are being purged as no one new is around for awhile. So long story short, no new audio content  for a bit.



a bit meaning ever. Also, this isn't even the name of the "new" production, which won't be much different.
but there will be some difference. I don't know how to cope with this lack of partnership, it's not what I chose.


Those of you who find the length of my writing a concern will notet the folllowing
1) starting long and finishing short will show the work growing more moderate
2) people except to see starting fast movment
3) over time the grasp of discipline will take hold

This is necessary because she made some statements that I was some drug-addled loony, and I figure the best way is cotrolled usage. So that's ths week. Happy birthday!

[Jackstar]

This is necessary because she made some statements that I was some drug-addled loony, and I figure the best way is controlled usage. So that's this week. Happy birthday!

I don't need to make a big deal out of it, but I do like to be able to get things under control. Turns the broad I sometimes think about is maybe looking at, but I am tired of all this, it is a nightmare. I warned her about a great deal of this, but still, I don't even miss her. It's like she's an artform.

For example, I have the high ground -- the farmhouse. I can get blasted here. Ho ho ho. She has to go somewhere else, and... she has conditions. I can pretty much do whatever. I don't know what she has to do. But she has to do it while dragging ass and loathing me. It's wearisome.

And, just like that, (snap) I don't think it is going to work. For one thing, she doesn't\ really me. For another, I would rather be with someone else. Also, Grapefruit is a lying thug cop enforcer pimp whore, and she didn't treat me fairly, or at all. Also, I like the idea of just not seeing that bulllshit. She wasted me on silly errands and insults I'll never forget.

Oh, but she was good for all of you. Well, that's great, but I'll never forget her bringing over paraphernalias and telling me I'm gonna get so fucking high--like that's bad! Sigh. She had different rules.

Well, and so do I. I'm devastated by something she did, which of course, was exclusionary. I don't feel safe around her. SUBMIT.

[Laser]

Do my superpowers make me look fat?

Fat? Maybe a little. But overweight? Nah.

[pate]

Fat? Maybe a little. But overweight? Nah.

Hah, good one but the correct answer to that question is:

"No, your fat makes you look fat.

[Jackstar]

She had different rules.

Well, and so do I.

Treaty negotiations: TOWER.



Team Advantage tentpole installed. EXECUTE SUBMIT TRINKET TRILLIAN (BLANK). (This -will- work.)



I'm still not going to pump out any audio for awhile, as I do have four five months to seethe. Baby steps. Nevertheless it doesn't look like I am going anywhere soon, so staying tuned is not just a plum sniper spot; it's a security risk to do otherwise. Get comfy. Pump out your own squat, it's not like I need to listen to terrorladies all the time, I just find their proclamations of doom to be avoided soothing, as -- I already have, and if I haven't, I went to public school. This End Times shiz is scratch simple by comparison.

Miami Dice 24/7.

[Jackstar]

Treaty negotiations: TOWER.

Two weaks. *Clasp*

[Worthauger]

“Rabbit Kills Doctor” isn't a script, that's a headline. Mom likes it.


I don't like where this is going, but at least you'll be getting in and out fast. Here, take this ninja: it's dangerous to think you'll be going alone, when that's the last thing that's likely to happen today.

Bored now. Have fun “storming” the “castle.” /groan

[AZZERAE]

The chains on my mood swing just snapped.

RUN.

[Jackstar]

Two weaks. *Clasp*

Someone is making it another +1. Maybe strong(black) is real. /shrug

I've already discussed this matter. I will authorize up to ELEVEN. That should really be a sufficient number for any pre-trial, uh, "readiness conferences" to take place.

A lot of this has nothing to do with anyone else. I don't think making the whole world wait for you to pick out the "right" pair of shoes is going to be something that anyone is ever going to criticize about -- look, I've already arranged for all of you to still even retain even the right to even wear shoes. AND you all get to keep voting, too! So, yeah, by all means -- a shoe closet suitable for A Baker's Cryptic Dirty Dozen sounds totesnecessary.

Like I would argue anyway. Yes, I know about the stowaway. No, I'm not G-d. No more questions. Hungarian bored now. *click*




(No wonder that guy just had them all wear Nikes and eat applesauce. I bet that was a real timesaver. *massive rolleyes*
still--I'm not really into all that kind of thing, lol
(yeah it ain't that funny a joke to laugh at, but still... kinda lol, sorry, I wasn't around for that one)
I'm touched that it's being considered, though.
HOWL/HOOT MOON/BOOM)

RUN.

*polite_cough* Hey! I have a truck. And it's raining. I'm not running with an umbrella -- I'd have to put down these scissors. Atropos would have a stroke. Just hold your horse(s). *sploooshk*

[Starr Mountain]

The chains on my mood swing just snapped.

RUN.

LMFAO!!!   I'll have to remember that one.

[AZZERAE]

I have a truck. And it's raining. I'm not running with an umbrella -- I'd have to put down these scissors. Atropos would have a stroke. Just hold your horse(s).

[AZZERAE]

I'll have to remember...

Please do. I just swallowed my nightly lobotomy.

So, without the appropriate crib notes I'll fail the looming pop quiz miserably.

When we were little we went to school in the sea. The master was an old Turtle-- We used to call him Tortoise.

We called him Tortoise because he taught us.

[Jackstar]

Please do. I just swallowed my nightly lobotomy.

It won't always be like this. You always won't be a schizo, but that's okay, you know you like it.

When I wabs your age, I thought I didn't have anything to live for; and, just look at me now... I still don't have anything to look forward to, actually happy about it.

TOWER P. HALL

[Worthauger]

Someone is making it another +1.

I just had breakfast with Bob. I've got leftovers for Raoul in this tiny styrofoam box — in an abundance of caution and no small measure of respect#, I'm not going to be *shoving* this box at anyone.

I'm listening to Azzerae explain that I am "flipping out on people more and more,” and... well, I'm not actually spending a whole Hell of a lot of time talking to pretty much anyone, so... I feel like this is quite exaggerated.

Now, back to your regularly scheduled PROGRAMMING: someladymovie. I'll reference it later.