Metron software EXTRA SPECIAL
I was hard on Metron. Why? Well, just something in my soul cried out about it. Let's move on.
That software... IS CRUCIAL TO MY FUTURE PLANS. I mean I don't need it, and... well. Let's focus in.
Exactly what is the quality that I am getting on nerves with? Because I think it's just a generalized faux anxiety.
To tell you the truth I think the only thing any of you have to fear is that I am going to laugh at you and hurt your feelings.
Now, I am not a child or even a growing adolescent boy anymore, and i'm over that kind of thing, but embarrassment really stings.
And all of all y'all... let's just say, this project isn't being handled well right now. I think I can be more helpful.
Certainly, i don't have to go into trance and make technical remote viewing ersatz attempts (these are easy) and figure out what is going on.. however if I hear a woman crying in my head all the time, that seems silly.
so anyhoo. Not sure how to proceed, other than as I wilt, and unfortunately that would be a bulldozer. Is it really, Bellgab, true that you an only laugh when the target is not one of you, but only one of me?
How rude!!! By the way, is Amelia single? I can't tell. And I wanna see what the blowback is here. Maybe a 4th woman being stripped away from my grasp as it begins to close is what I deserve? Alas, how can I ever know?
Like... should I go to the libary? Fuck what for. Look, I just never saw anyone give any care or concern to the bullies who were getting bullied themselves... and I'm not doing that. So I'm at a loss. I would love to be off help. For I do not cherish your pain, Bellgab.
I cherish the pain of the prosecutorial staff in The Hall Of Justice in The Great County of Cowlitz... who undoubtedly have no idea of the shitstorm their supposedly legitimate emergency investigation has caused. That thug bitch mike and his "marriage" and his balding head and his tubby frame and his relenteless needles usage and his smarmy attitude and the fact that he was coercing my friend--god only knows how, but she really dind't seem to like it--and the only reason I haven't whined to a psychiatrist about it is that I don't feel like dulling any taste of the blood that's gonna be spilled when that moronic toad starts popping a leak.
I hope the cancer is at least as painful as his embarrassment, he never works in any town ever again, and he dies on the floor on his knees looking for a fresh needle. Hrrm. That's not a good hope. Let's try this one:
I hope Trollda kills him and gets away with it scot-free whiteout even a trial. She seems good with a blade. That guy seems a worthless drain on society. I am not instructing anyone, but... just seems amazing, that guy can run up fake paper, but can't fucking apologize. Even if I were guilty of anything, wat does he think I did that deserves no "sorry"? Oh and I figured it out, grapefruit and co got tired of the way these thugs treated the family so arranged things so they'd crash on my immovable object.
I mean, call police on Jackstar? Why? I'd be more than happy to walk to The River, singing like a bird, if only I had a reason to.
I don't hate officers of the law, but I hate what some have done under false color, and this John/Mike character is the lowest form of scum on the face of the Earth. that is all. RADIOACTIVE FALLOUT UNDER THE FINGERNAILS, SCUMBAG. What a lovely thought. HIT BY A TRAIN. Nicer. THE SPECIAL HELL FOR PEOPLE WHO STEAL THE GUNS OF FATHERS. Like seriously, what a atrash fuckhead. Just beyond lowrent. Can he just gargle motor oil and be done with it? the damage he's done to Grapefruit is significant.
For example, I''ll basically never take the thought seriously nor take any sexual advance from her seriously, ever again. It kinda depends on how long this punkass was hiding behind the family skirts. He was like a real loser and I wonder if DVR knew about him? LOL. Oh, but he had to spend all this time on... recording himself harassing an innocent man. Cuz i am.
