Did you make it?
Well, I'm not allowed to tell you, but here's a hint: if I had, you wouldn't have to wonder. It's actually like that.
tl;dr either the last of her little bitchy friends who thought it would be a good idea to get rid of me just got arrested, or they just got identified and they will be soon. Honestly, that's whar I'm hearing. It's a bunch of shit bags that you never heard of, me neither, either. What a great idea!
Hopefully they can afford to fire lawyers over and over until they can find one that won't laugh at them. Usually I'm not on the side of a bloodsucking vampire, but when cannibalism is involved, I really do take the high road.
Asuka what can I tell you? it was a busy weekend. Two cats and a bird came to my window and offered me tribute. Like with Snow White in the forest, except I'm not dumb enough to prick my finger on a needle—like come on, do I look like I would risk everything for just a little bit of fun?
Yes, but I will point out I am nearly 50 years old and I never have before. You can have medicine if you want it, I don't know when this Primacy cycle will be over but I want you and everyone else to know that you and I have never interacted or done anything or had any kind of conversation or any telepathic intimacy and I don't even think we share our politics. Do you even have politics? I think you're a bot?
Nevertheless, (Blank)fruit knew that you were a hot girl before I did. A long long time ago in a galaxy far far away. Can you explain that or comment on that at all?
Because I wasn't lying. I had no idea until your stalker posted your photos on iTunes. Or, whatever. Anyway, the bottom line is you have now less than 5 weeks to consummate your forbidden love, if that's what you actually wanted and then in any case I get to laugh at somebody now: big time.
Also I was very hurt and offended at the implication. I believe I have taken care of the matter. I will somehow let you know in 7 weeks.
Did you does fear The Samurai, and for good reason, oh and by the way, I'm one of them too. Also a chaos mage. I'm also a very cranky little boy in need of a nap. Hey, you got any Pixi Stix? Throw them out.
Meanwhile the question at hand that I must answer is whether or not there was some basis in fact for the concern; or it was it a wholly hallucinatory experience, cuz I'm still not intrigued that much, until I get my gun rights back I'm just really just half a man, no better than a worm really.
And for the last 7 weeks or so every morning I wake up and I laugh my ass off at everything and it's better than the whole body orgasm that I'd prefer to have, can it be both? Well, not really, because if I start getting laid—I'm using the word “if“ here because there is still always the option for hemlock; believe it or not, I can still figure out how to boil water to make tea—won't be that funny, because part of the joy right now is that certain people are still hoping they have a chance. Ho ho ho. Now I have an ironclad alibi and the endorsement of Heaven.
Pity: no nebulizer. Wild! I can't wait to see the testimony. And I wonder if they're going to give her powers of teleportation back, or offer them to me for safekeeping, or just throw them right in the fucking trash, cuz I don't actually want her powers of teleportation, I got my own thing going on.
And, I sure wish I could go home and pack up and move out. I already know I'm not saying, I'd like to get going, so whoever is feeling like slowing me down is a good idea it probably hasn't figured out just how slow I can fucking get.
5 more weeks, Kids. I remember when The City of Bothell thought would be a great idea to make my mother wait until she was dead, and they did, and boy did the public love that when word inevitably spread. And then I cut a deal before she died anyway so all they would have had to have done was just cut a deal before making my mother suffer before the point of death.
I think there were those who believed my mother deserved scorn and punishment and derision. Certainly her sister did. I'm pretty sure they're both dead now, so it's really not my area at all, and I don't think I'm going to be used as a pawn in their internecine conflict anymore, so I got that going for me.
Speaking of pawns being used in an internecine conflict, please, won't you excuse me? I need to start writing some poetry.
Because I haven't for a while, and I think I have a book report due in the morning. Not actually sure, because all my books are being used as bait—according to the telemetry at my disposal, if I don't give up the ghost pretty soon, another organic chemistry teacher is going to kill himself. Or develop alcoholism, I can't remember which.
My ability to take notes has been compromised. So I figured, why resist? It's probably futile. So, yes, I hereby announce that I
completely believe that “Lit City” Anthony didn't know that Asuka was female and that he's now suddenly overcome with obsessive stalker impulses, and it's completely normal for him doing encourage me to go along with that.
They're actual androids, aren't they? Like actual synthetics. That would explain the atheism & the lust for alcohol, which, I'm here to tell you, I didn't even see in my dad, who, by the way, laughed at me for using weed and stealing his beer.
Well it took a while, but I sure saw my mother take it out of his hide. She seemed guilty, but probably not for what I thought she might have been feeling guilty about at the time. Anyway I'm kind of going pretty far off into the brush here, long story short, Lucy has a whole hell of a lot of explaining to do to people who -also- should not have had to have been lied to.
I can —kind of— stay out of the way on this one. Also, you're both banned and I'm going to go talk to Lisa now.
Because I can do that. First of all, I'm european. Second of all, I'm polite. Thirdly, I don't really want to, I'm just doing it cuz I have the mandate of Heaven and my friends will be impressed.
I bet some of you don't even know what a "mandate. ” also how many of you are left here? What are we at, like, five? I sacrificed turbo mode for my integrity, and that has made a big difference... The biggest difference at all is and I really actually can't get any solid until from my reliable friends because my solid friends haven't been able to front themselves as reliable for quite some time.
I think it's gotten so that they think that that's what they're supposed to do in order to help me. Well, no, no not really not all. I don't know what anyone is supposed to do anymore. Do I actually need help?
I'll think about it while I wonder if I'm going to get around to bothering to record my whiny bitch baby-bitch totally bitchy teeny-tiny little podcast. I don't actually know. It doesn't matter.
I just did it for me anyway to kill time while I was waiting for the taxi to get back. That it has turned into the phenomenon that it has was not really expected by me. This apparently looked good to some people.
Remember, when people accused me of being exploitative? That was funny. In spite of myriad opportunities, I haven't exploited anyone.
Please don't encourage me to be exploitative. You would like me if I were exploitative, but that's really just an anomaly at this point, because obviously some opinions can be totally different on this issue.
Now. Where was i? Oh yeah, ThunderGab went down, and then my computer got broken. Now, how many computers did I buy, and how many cell phones did I buy, and how many of them are currently not only not of any use to me, but have never been of
any use to me?
Hunter: biding his time. I'm even walking around with an orange cap on. ON THE DAILY. I don't see how I can make it any more obvious... but I can assure you, I certainly will.
I always do. At this point, it seems very clear to apply the ancient adage, “if it won't help to slow down, pour on the gas.”
Welcome to Spring.
ZUGZWANG.
