okay, embargo lifted—i can listen to your little radio show now
I got about halfway through, I got distracted when I thought about how you told me you thought I should beg her and then she tried really hard to entice me into an engaging in a long distance relationship and then it was the day that she sent me a bunch of innocuous clothes of her in her bathrobe and I woke up to messages from her in New Jersey and messages from Nigeria and there was some other 40 going on I realized that you're all trying to steal the house so that's when I had them thrown out.
I don't mind if the house deteriorates, this is really the wisest thing to do cuz after I listen to your podcast we talk about how wonderful she is and how great she is and how gracious with the check-ins and how you live in New Jersey and she lives in Africa does she have a passport see I just don't find the plausible belief to be holding up.
I'm certainly glad that I talked to her for a week or so because I could see what Allison had in mind about not talking to her because I learned a whole bunch of stuff that I should have known ahead of time and then why I was kept in the dark just mysticize me especially since I'm not in the dark now why isn't there pages and pages and pages of expository notions for Jackstar?
and how is it that these women freely drugs and that's fine and they have children they have jobs why do I have to tell myself to be held to a higher standard that says you g*ys.
it doesn't make sense that Allison's lawyer wouldn't have talked to me yet. about anything, it doesn't make sense that she wants to hang me on a hook while running around town having sex with the woman who is on the job and was when she went to Dallas and I was supposed to have sex with her then it doesn't make sense that Allison was on the job supposedly doesn't make sense that I don't have these questions either and I think that today might be the day that I look at the discovery and then record it and talk about it openly because I don't care don't mind anybody finding out everything is going on, the more the merrier!
Unless you're being abused I suppose. speedy lawyers it'd be useful if one of yours could talk to me and then he could tell me what it is that I was supposed to talk about, because I actually have no idea what I'm not supposed to talk about, I could go on at length of a number of subjects and it seems like that be something that you would be interested in all of you however does not seem so if that could be explained to me...
also pretty I stop by and he asked me why I wasn't cleaning the kitchen and I explained that it wasn't my mess and there was messy when I got here and then it was messing that I got back even worse and that I was expected to crawl around both hands and knees and fucking clean up the kitchen by myself that I had messed up that wasn't going to happen and it hasn't happened.
I really don't think this probably was going to go away I don't have anything else to talk about I think it's fascinating I love calling you all a bunch of mealy mouth little rats who didn't do everything anything at all appropriately—/—including understanding why I was here at all.
he wasn't just an area down but since we're here without any other reason to be here why not mention that, looks like there's a whole bunch of people talking about it looks like there's a bunch of shows going on why is it that there's no way to do something sensible with it in the sense of I do anything about it?
how is this public ostracizion been handled? who decides this shit and who's the person who sets the order of priorities? now stay with me here I know you I know you heard me asking question before but this time
I mean it.
also you keep replacing people I talk to with people who look almost like them but follow your orders instead and then hide away the other one, it's really annoying. this is really supposed to accomplish anything,? it's not as though I haven't written everything down and told enough people that there's a critical mass and then I'm still alive doing whatever and if I guess I die I'll live on posthumously but I could really kick it up a nodge anytime somebody wanted and start talking about all kinds of stuff over and over and over over and over and over I mean I don't have to and I'd rather not so what is it you would like cuz so far what you got going on it sucks and you got these three sites spread across hella breakfast not quite sure why you wouldn't let me into gay for him but I'm sure it'll make sense and throughout all of this I'm not doing anything at all just sit around booze it up watching TV yeah nothing else, there's nothing else I need to be doing is anything that's kind of mine oh yeah the map and the in the bunker and the stuff like this is my house? like you don't have claim here, you don't I don't know who you the idea you did oh that's right I did yeah in fact I kind of I kind of sort of realized that you might actually think it was possible to do what you did but I never really thought you were you know foolish turns out you were now you're on the hook reliability really didn't try to trap you anything and then I was trying to get annoyed. I bring it up because once again an opportunity for your input is useful that way you can say that you had a thought to think about whether I was going to do something new again without finding out like a surprise“ like hello I have a gecko? “okay well I don't know."
the paradigm the deep understanding here doesn't make any sense, and whatever an area you come up with I'm probably going to be able to bust it, so while you're wasting your time on this it's a mystery let me see some way that can be even more entertaining and then not make me ask questions like this every fucking day. 0 now it could be I could just learn to live with a mystery, but that's certainly case but I would be like the Ford of the opportunity to ask the questions at all or to think what they are which is hard to do since they don't know what happened, and why did Allison come here shapeshifted his Clayton to grab a bunch of stuff out the porch and then leave in a Toyota Camry much nice of mine with active camouflage . who's Eunice where'd they go and why does Clayton have a show where he's using software or was there suffering makes somebody look like Clayton who taught him this shit or did you get the instructions out of a fucking box of cracker jacket with the fucking rolled up message in a bottle and tell him how to install it? or did he figure out did he take initiative go getting interest and if he did let me refresh your memory you always supposed to help me m 0 so much I was supposed to help you especially when they've never been to plan it for the whole fucking planet I never been here and then you throw me in jail.
that's okay well she doesn't you don't throw me in jail you plot to do it so it's ready to go and then I accelerate the timetable and and then you don't visit you leave you alone you ignore me as if I had done something wrong is if I had gotten in the way now why is that why did you think I did something wrong? cuz I walked to the door she threw weapons starting devices actually didn't want to be here I just literally had to where else to go at this point it could be a pretty yeah.
