3:55 PM The missing link. Shintology. 

4:00 I had a picture with how Tom Cruise would look with 20 more pounds (no goatee, artist's rendition). In that picture he looked like my mechanic, David Diggins, of Computer Age Auto Service.

The picture is now gone (broken link). I remember his wife, Mary was looking older than him. Mary Hubbard @year 2000 would have been 59. I last saw both of them in 2002. He sent me a card saying he is moving to Texas. My boss at (x)IMU Bacău (1986-1999) looked like Hubbard. My roommate in the first trimester of the third year in HS looked like John Travolta. The name Ron L Hubbard (founder of Church of Scientology) is almost a perfect anagram of Buddha Reborn.

4;45 Between February and April 1996 Hilary Clinton acted as my (sloppy) court appointed attorney, Janet Anderson. In 1993, during Clinton administration, Scientology gained the tax exempt status as a religious organization.

Because i was arrested back then by singers Joan Jett, Lita Ford, posing as officers of the Vancouver Police, i delayed my application for citizenship for 30 years mainly because i did not know that only felonies in the past 5 years prior to application count. Besides i have been only arrested, the charges (two misdemeanors) were dismissed, after hiring the other attorney, James Mayhew, who later proved to be the talk show host Chris Matthews.


6:16 Yes Olivia Newton John was present as my colleague both in HS as Liliana Croitoru (Taylor) and at IMU Bacău (Machine Tools Enterprise) as Liliana Sânziana Toma. Officially no link with COS except the songs: We are magic, nothing can stand in our way (omnipotent thetans), Xanadu, Suspended in time, Hopelessly devoted, etc.. And the place in the movie with John Travolta, a key member of the COS.

6:30 Got three jars with Silvadene. Initially i had one from the office i did not use because it did not have an expiration date or name on it. Then they gave me a big one (400 gr) at Walgreens which was thicker (i don't know the expiration date). I did not use that one either, preferring Mupirocin. Finally started to use it in the month of April. On May 6 they gave me 6 small jars of 50 grams each of which i used 5 and misplaced one or two.

Friday i went to Walgreens and prankster Dee Dee Gatton, acting as a pharmacist said they were out of it. However the arrogant "burned" out masked guy "found" one little 50 gr jar. It was that one i took with me during my trip to Florence where we had 2 nights free at the Three Rivers hotel. With again missing sealant at the base of the toilet which made the room stink, especially when the "maids" where hitting the furniture and walls with the vacuum or slamming the nearby heavy doors for hours.

Finally remembered from last time there and put some sealant i bought at Ace Hardware around that seat. (No i did not want to call maintenance, cause who knows what celebrity they will send and complicate things even more).

But when i tried to use the Silvadene, i smelled it (i like to smell it) and it smelled like... rancid. I looked at the expiration date, May 2027. The 6 little jars i got on May 6 are 2028 but the content is thicker than the jar i got from the office. Angela confirms the rancid smell in that jar only.

I never knew mineral oil or petrolatum of which is made of can go rancid. But i did not use it, and used some Mupirocin instead (mixed with Amoxicillin from caps). It did not work as well as the vast amounts of Silvadene i use (again mixed with antibiotics) but at least my wound did not get (much) worse.

Standing, sitting but especially getting exposed to microwaves, from the very powerful wi-fi in the room and/or from the phones in the casino did make my wound worse, not only the wound but the whole surrounding area.

6:45 Upstairs, it was quiet for about 2 hours after we came when i started to wonder. Exactly in that moment they started, but moderately.

Then i ate and fell asleep a little and when i awoke i went to do the wound. With Silvadene this time. Exactly when i was done washing my leg in the tub and started to use the iodine, preparing for applying the Silvadene, he started to hit the floor, big time. Then he left when i was about to finish. 100 times dejavu scene. Kinda the same intensity as they did it at the hotel.

7:00 How can this be legal. Infiltrating and stealing government documents. Torturing one with noises from the other room with a feedback on his/her emotions? Ok it was written in the 80s, or after Operation Snow White. 

7:19 Continuous, relentless, incessant, active, useless creaking of the floor upstairs slowly brought "wall smell" in the room when i lay next to the computer and Angela sleeps.

4:09 PM I am at Three Rivers Resort in Florence, Oregon. I forgot the power cable to my PC at home. And i said, what the heck, let'a forget about news and blog for one day. However it did not work out. So in the end went to Fred Meyer and then Bi-Mart trying to get one. However my cable is of a special type and would not fit so i had to improvise. For all these, i spent all morning and afternoon until now.

So in the morning. I was staying in bed, watching TV as Angela was trying to get more sleep. Soon she got awakened by the maids. That's it, can't sleep past 8 in an American hotel. Then i was trying to explain to her things she does not want to hear or see and the more i remembered the more mad i was getting. And every time i was getting mad there would me far mor noise, like the maids had some sort of training and were receiving real time instructions, very similar to how the guys living upstairs do.

One of the things i was trying to explain to her was about what happened yesterday at the Circle K gas station in Lincoln City. I put my card, started to pump, then i got about 8 gallons when it stopped pumping. It was about what i was expecting so i pulled the nozzle but was perplexed by the fact the handle did not reset. It was squeezed, like during pumping. The pump started pumping all by herself, without the gas surface reaching the nozzle and resetting it.

Then i tried to remove the little bracket so the handle would reset (close) which i did and then i put it back in the pump, Was wondering what would have happened if i left it like that and the next person would pay and select gas type before putting it in the tank.

Then i went inside to tell the guys. At the same very station a number of years ago i started to pump at a pump that was very slow (i understand they had power issues?). So i went in the car to wait but after a few minutes could not hear any click. I assume it did not have enough pressure to make the handle click. I finally went outside only to see that gas was overflowing from the tank and started to make a puddle on the pavement but i was lucky i caught early.

7:53 Why do i keep forgetting these things? Maybe because they are too many happening for one single person? Angela went inside the casino and i stayed here trying to plug the computer somehow using a modified power cable from a regular PC and then i wrote the above and that was several hours. Maids were hitting walls and floors all around bringing in the smell from the bathroom.

When i bought that cable at Bi-Mart i also got at Fed Meyer a bottle with (bio) spray for cleaning everything bathroom. So i went and sprayed the stinking toilet seat but when i wanted to spray the bottom of it i realized that again was missing caulking. There are traces of it showing there was there a bigger seat that was replaced and they "forgot" to put in some new. But i was sick already. High blood pressure, dizziness, nausea. Man this keyboard is terrible, can't type anything.

Just from what i'm seeing and experiencing in the casino and inside the room i can tell this whole resort has been rented to the Church of Scientology (maybe under the pretext to film something, at least for this weekend when we got free room).

The noises seemed coordinated with an upgraded wireless version of their (in)famous e-meter used for auditing. Inside the casino they are continuously simulating i am here to jump on people's back. Many members of the church come from failed actors. They have a recruitment center on boulevard Hollywood (the one with stars on the sidewalk) in Los Angeles.

I was thinking earlier to write about but forgot. What people look for at the COS? No less than immortality. Their doctrine stipulates that people are incarnated eternal souls (they call them thetans). Death to them means "dropping of the body". So they teach them how to unleash the power of their thetan to better reincarnate next time (i would assume) that is for level OTIII or Operating Thetan level III which is a degree similar to 3rd degree in masonry.

They also believe thetans who forgot who they are cling to people, causing them health problems and have method to get rid of them. But do they ever do anything for those lost souls?

Where their money come from? The members are heavily taxed. They spend at least 10% of their income on paid "auditing sessions". They also in 1993 became tax exempt as being recognized by the US as a religion.

8:57 Just realized something. The abbreviation COS used for Church of Scientology is the same as in COS player (Costume Player) and also Church of Satan. McVeigh, LaVey, L'Éveil. How McVey died.

In 1996 when i was in the ER room in Vancouver i had a bizarre experience. After not eating, sleeping or drinking for about one week, they took me to ER and gave me something to eat. There was, behind a curtain, a woman who was giving birth. Were they about to transfer my thetan to a newborn in one of the most bizarre rituals?

9:17 So yeah, if you want to see a bunch of thetans operating, you may come to this casino right now. That was then.

Today they hit the walls and floors here at the hotel so much my brain feels like it's herniated or something. Like the left hemisphere as been disconnected from the right.

10:30 Before, they were giving you bags at the grocery stores and that was an unbroken tradition. Then, it came the plastic of paper. Then, bring your bags from home. Then, it was "do you need a bag, it's five cents". More and more checkers today don't ask you anymore and that was the case today at Walmart.

And when you remember to ask for one, it's too late, the card being already done.

Came home, the bag with cherries broke and half of them spilled on the stairs in front of the door.

I drove back home only to write an entry here. Otherwise would have gone back to Walmart.

Don't know if anybody remembers when i wrote the story with Silvadene at Walmart. When first prescribed Silvadene (Silver sulfonamide that is) i had a 400 gr prescription) which is for packing my wound.

They were out of it and said it will be 4 days. So i transferred my prescription to Walgreens in Lower Boones Ferry and they were out of the big jars of 400 gr and they sent me to Capitol. In the rain, my bandage went loose and my would got exposed. However they gave it to me one hour after i asked Walmart (Angela actually) to transfer it.

Then i transferred the prescription back at Walmart (for convenience) but they filled it with 6 little jars of 50 gr each (300 gr only) and i used it more than once daily and i am out of it again.

So yesterday i tried to fill it online at Walmart (again, in Tigard) but the site said it was too soon. So when i went to Walmart, they told me that i had 3 grams a day using direction and that should have lasted for 100 days. But then i asked them why they did not give me 400 gr as the prescription said and bla bla and in the end they said they were out of it anyways.

So i asked them to transfer it to Capitol and they said they are sending the fax "right now" so i drove to Capitol where the man asked me for all the data and said he was going to fill a request for Walmart to transfer the prescription however it make take one to two days. So i said i will drive back to Walmart to get the physical paper with the transfer however i changed my mind and came to write here.

Otherwise it may take for ever to get it. BTW in the meantime i started to have chills from the big relapse i had in the last days after the contamination of the microwave. I was better this morning but now after doing a carwash, going to DEQ (last possible day), Walmart and Walgreens.

Everywhere i go there are people in parking lots and store that seem to have come there just to cross paths with me, play little pranks etc..

12:05 PM Yey! I managed to grab a small 50 gr jar at Walgreens on Capitol (though two persons there said first they are out of stock), after i went to Walmart one more time, got a copy of the fax and then went to Walgreens. The fax was sent at 10:52 or after i wrote here though. I now remember last time i (partly) filled this at Walmart they gave me 6x50 grams jars but they also had it in tubes which i forgot to ask today.

I even found a visitor spot (last one) however i almost stepped into one with diarheaa at the door. Payed 31 bucks though it should still be covered by insurance since i never took the whole prescribed 400 grams.

I asked to talk to the pharmacist and tried to explain to her that you could not pack a wound with 3 grams of Silvadene but she kept me telling that i had to talk to the doctor to modify the directions. Did not have problems in the past filling a prescription if i did not follow directions and/or was out of insurance limitations.

The pharmacist seemed familiar, she looked like Dee Dee Gatton.

She kept re-arranging her clothes with a nervous gestures, just to underline her... upper body? But why did she have an accent?

Using Silvadene is a wasteful process. Most of it gets sucked in the tissues making the gauze, pad and again gauze on top. In a couple of hours the skin on the wound is actually dry and you have to do it again. Lately i just add some Silvadene after a few hours without removing those and it seems to work cause the tissues get saturated.

12:50 I talked to this guy at DEQ today. He did the computer work, twice, cause the first time "he kept adding zeroes" and "my car would now have one million miles on it". The first time he did it he kept talking to a guy. I heard the world "wife" and "i wouldn't go there".

I complained about a physical divider being added on the Tualatin Sherwood Hwy so people could not make a left turn to got at DEQ when comming from east, or a left turn when getting out, the alternative being an U turn a few hundred feet further or a left turn on the previous street and then comming around and around but who can remember that one or two years wen you go again.

He said "they hate us!" (the county). He also said that to this day (they did that last fall) i was the only one complaining.

I believe everybody hates them. (Wouldn't it be oh so much better if they stopped doing it altogether like in neighboring California and Washington). Paying them 200 bucks for a sticker is bad enough, but the time wasted.

Yes i nearly got in an accident, several times in my way back (the traffic stopped suddenly in front of me, things like that). I believe they do this, make me talk to important people and then they create conditions for an accident so that person would be the last one i talked to before.

After being about 4 hours in traffic and store, standing, sitting, i got the chills again. My leg was hurting most of the time.

All in half day. Today when Angela gets here we leave for the coast, we got two days free in a hotel.

8:40 AM It was not until my wound got infected again this morning i realized what's happening. We got an old microwave. I don't know how many years, at least 5. I once tried to replace it and bought another one at Walmart, only to realize it leaked 10 times the radiation this one does (by measurements at 5 meters).

Tried one more time with the same result. I can't remember if i tried to get one from Amazon. So this one was the best i had in terms of radiation leakage but it's done. After i tried once to clean it with chlorine bleach, the ceramic coat is also peeling off.

I kept the microwave in the balcony with the door open for the last couple of days. But yesterday, after i brought it back inside and used it once, my wound started to hurt. After everything in here started to stink. The microwave is full of contaminants, and not necessarily in the enclosure where you put the food, but inside where the air from heating area gets circulated by the fan.

It is full of nutrients inside and now with the portable toilet and other sources outside it became infected and it stinks.

And every time i use it everything in here start to stink the same way and my wound starts to hurt. My wound right now is 15x2 mm (the missing skin area) but still can get infected and it does because the skin next to it is compromised by poor blood circulation (yes venous insufficiency) especially when i stand or walk.

Yesterday i went for a walk and the bandage came loose exactly in that area and and the wound exposed  then when i used the oven it started to hurt but i thought it was only because of that.

But this morning after i heated my Michelina and boiled some milk (4 minutes for once large cup) it all started to stink again in here and my wound started to hurt. So i put it back on the balcony but cannot order the one i chose until Friday or something cause were going away for 2 days and have to be here when it gets delivered.

5:55 PM I cannot remember with what occasion i took the piece of wood that blocks the door but it was not there when i first looked after i slept until @1 PM. Could have forgotten to put it in the morning when Angela left? No, i remember i put it. Lately, in the last week or so i have been under a lot of pressure from the guys upstairs .

Earlier i went and threw away the microwave. I saw a small BBQ in the grass at Apt.2 (the one with the cat feeder). There are two more in the balcony at one level building. They can harbor very resistant bacteria, bred with fire. One mat behind the closest dumpster (today was Thursday, they took the garbage). Yesterday i had a major relapse though the wound is now very small in size.

9:00 AM She started. A while ago. The endless balcony conversations.

6:12 PM On May 20th 2021 and i believe the next for digits are the hour, 17:29 i took this picture. IMG_20210520_172957139_HDR+%25281%2529.jpg 

For some reason i could not find a place to stay comfortable and i switched to 2 or 3 locations in the parking lot while Angela was inside. At some point here came this van and was bound to hit me but...

Then i moved to a spot (from where i took the picture) but the guy came after me. By the position of his shoulders, I believe he had something heavy in his left hand, and kept yelling to come outside the car and he'll show me his driver's license (though i don't remember asking for one). Yeah at some point he might have said to go with him inside the casino, but i don't remember. He was drunk, i had a few drinks too and my heart was pounding.

I took the picture instead and i think i uploaded it right away and then i called 911 and a voice that seemed of an actress kept telling me if i was on private property though i told her i was at the casino, while the guy took off. Soon after i started to have problems uploading pictures.

I don't know if they keep 911 or security tapes that long but i know i must have been on a reservation (all casinos are) and they have there own Police and usually they don't have jurisdiction over people from outside reservation.

Three months later...

9:09 PM With these guys you never know what they're up to until something happens.

Was that yesterday? They creaked the floor for hours in the morning and then they switched to a less energy consuming mode. They started the base. It was then when i decided we should leave, cause when they start it lasts an average of about 4 hours. But this time i was determined to go to the office in my way out.

I mean, it was not during quiet hours, but one should be able to use his/her apartment during the day, right? Not being forced to leave? Having to wear earplugs?

However i said that aloud and a woman came down the stairs and left, breaking the 4 hours base habit. How could i go to the office and complain if nobody was upstairs anymore?

Since we were dressed and the place was smelling like wall air because of the base, we left, at Spirit Mountain they were acting again. Every time i passed someone playing, someone would turn their head or literally get in between, so everybody was protected as seen on the one thousand cameras on the ceiling and that repeated 1000 times.

I saw people other than fake Mexicans. I saw real Mexicans, country side Mexicans, short, fat and older and probably rich Mexicans, who made it in the US, with their own farms where probably other Mexicans, young, thin and undocumented Mexicans work. I saw fat white people looking of German descent, all looking kinda mad only to see me.

I spent lots of time in the car with my feet on the dashboard and at the end of the day i was ok, minus 500 buck Angela lost. I told her, you can only win if they want to but she does not believe me. The older fat Mexican would pass giving me disgusted looks.

One weird scene at the casino. I went outside to smoke, and one skinny short older woman with long grayish hair and long feathers in her hair came and asked me to go with her to buy something because her card would not work? Something about "elders' buffet". And then a security woman with big big butt came and chased her away.

Friday night i slept what, 4 hours, Saturday 5 and last night at 3 i was still awake and afraid i could not fall asleep, thinking.. What would happen with me if i cannot sleep and end up again in the nut house? Who would take care of my wound, the way i do, mixing ground Augmentin with Silvadene and taking Augmentin orally when i start having he chills?

The wound is one week away from closing completely but the skin next to it is still infected and has bumps hard to the touch.

But i finally fell asleep. Then after 3 hours, when Angela left, i did my wound and came in the bedroom and someone upstairs kept awakening me. I must have fallen asleep what, one hundred times today? And he/she/it is still upstairs right now doing the same thing. Why would one walk all day in the small 10x10 bedroom which also has a bed in it?

About half hour ago i went to do the wound and saw some blue areas around it, which is sign of poor circulation. Is this floor creaking thing, obviously (to me) done with AI and/or robots in the rhythm of my brain waves shutting the peripheral circulation? I laid most of the day in bed with my legs elevated and still have poor circulation there?

But before i did the wound or when i first wanted to. A pickup with a tank of water and noisy pump came again to do the sewer behind mailboxes, two weeks after they done it, and  how many times this year and last? It was around 6 PM or out of normal work day. Aerosolizing bacteria? So i postponed wound packing by about an hour.

The stinky cat was on the balcony, it smells like dog s...t outside and the crazy woman at 4 is again talking aloud on the phone in the balcony.

9:39 Ok she upstairs and the woman at 4 of course both stopped (it will be for a while) when i posted this.

9:49 I was thinking to post about the Indian at American Market store near the Spirit Mountain casino and she started again. I will do it anyways. I think it is still in the Grand Ronde area. One Indian, blond, with face kinda red but looking European (probably of mixed French or other European descent) came, grabbed a gallon of milk, smiled at me and left. He was probably having a tab or something.

10:20 Ok she was quiet until now. She jumped from a fixed position (right on top of my head and made a few steps when some "offensive" brain waves were detected.

11:40 Depending of what i'm doing or reading, she upstairs is still creaking the floor.

12:45 AM Upstairs he started when i was thinking to write.

At Spirit Mountain again Angela won a few hands right at the end, about 500 bucks (she firs had lost 200 and me 40) and we went to get gas at their station (cheapest around). I told her, something will happen. But did not know it would be so soon.

At the Shell gas station, like usually, lots of silica absorbent dust around the pumps and i don't like to step into that cause it is very irritant and it flies easily from the shoes inside the car. Even if i ran into it with my front wheels some may get inside when driving.

I finally found a pump in the big station (12 pumps) with clean pavement, in the middle row, first at the left side of the car and started pumping. They were two young women providing distraction at the next pumps.

When i finished, i realized the hose was way too long for that pump, maybe about one meter longer than it should and was laying on the ground some half meter in front of the pump. Could i had run over it and force it from its safety link. And i had one drink earlier in the lot and it is holiday.

On the road, as usual, all incoming cars had blinding lights with normal being a few (exceptions). Behind me only blinding lights in the mirror and tailgating most of the 48 miles. I have the feeling that i forget something, whatever.

I got here. Smell of dog poop in my nose since i pulled in our spot (fan was still on). I had to go in the back to check the signs at the door. I have too bottles tied with fishing line from the door and passed through a coat hanger and they turn around every time i close the door in a different position and i look through the back window, memorize the position when i leave or take a picture and then check it when i'm back. This way i know nobody got inside.

But today for some reason i was hesitating, mainly because of the smell. I tried to turn on the flashlight at the phone so i won't step into one. And then i saw, in front of the other car (F6, upstairs) was a dog alone, with no leash. I did not pay much attention but Angela said it was one of those... killer dogs.

I looked into some pictures and have the confirmation. It was a Rottweiler, unleashed next to me on the grass. It seemed a "stupid, inexperienced pup". Should i have stepped towards the back, he could have followed me in the dark.

Then two young curly brown guys appeared out of nowhere, grabbed the dog by the collar, from both sides and took it i think at D7. I think this dog is the new kid on the block who did the poops next to our balcony or entrance within the last week.

Lately every time i go outside, the "mistery woman" at D7 (Kylie Minogue) comes outside also. Today in the morning she was running away (from me?) and then when i took the poops at the garbage, i saw her coming in her red Mazda SUV with a guy, much younger. Then when we left, she came out again.

1:55

2:20 Ok i finally went outside to pick those. There was one more bag on the ground left by me since this morning (well knotted). When i got back with the bag i was still knotting it when i heard someone running from behind. He passed me from real close saying "i am right behind you, sorry, goodnight, sir whatever) and them he went to the next entrance. Angela said someone moved recently, must be at 3.

Then i looked and i saw on the back of his shirt an open mouth like of a monster. Like Taz, the Tasmanian devil. No, bigger. With teeth. Then i remembered. They have a killer dog at F4 as well. Bull dog or terrier. But i believe they only bring it here at times.

I took both bags at the dumpster but when i came back i smelled more so i did one more round. Could not find anything close to this side of the building, could have been an echo from those and came back with my flashlight still on only to see her again, at her car, on the other side of the building.

I remember how many times she was coming "from somewhere" when we were getting home late at night and she was casting her headlights on our car, for minutes.

I remember one night she was really close to our door when i was was going to pick some, but turned around for some reason.

12:30 PM I started to search for one, they started the base upstairs.

1:05 Angela is back from WinCo. I did not have plants to leave today but i'm not gonna stay here to have my brain scrambled by the base for the next 4 hours.

10:55 Upstairs they are adapting strategy. Every time we talk they now start walking.

12:45 I was always curious about how is correct. Basketball ball or basket ball (when talking about the ball). Today i had an opportunity to ask my man google after i saw they say basketball for ball which should be for game, right?

Whatever, the thing is why they came with this after i complained about the weird trajectory of a piece of paper brought by the air currents right between my feet. Was that an allusion to stop writing or the writing caused my wound (and other things i mentioned in an earlier record).

12:50 AM Today Angela won a 3600 jackpot (3060 after 15% tax) at Indian Head and i knew something is going to happen on the road.

15 minutes into the trips, they were two cars in front of me of which the last (closest) was a Prius with those weird taillights which are hard to tell when they show braking. At  least two deer came in front of  the first car which however was going under speed limit but made me test again my brakes. My brakes now work like the car was new, no problem.

I believe some regulations are long overdue in the area of taillights and in the area of after market and/or modified front lights. Those with right front lights are now an exception. Manufacturers make the tail lights each in his own way and that leads to safety problems on the road. Biggest problem is on dark roads at night outside cities. 

We stopped in Sandy to deposit that money at an US Bank ATM. In Sandy before that i saw 3 weirdos on bicycles blocking the left lane while i was looking on the right for the bank. Then they came at the bank when we were leaving. That was a first. We always took money from that ATM in our way there.

Today i saw for the first time in the US a person so drunk she could barely stand or walk and it was a woman, a 5 ft tall Asian. As i was looking (actually waiting from someone to leave), she came out the door and had no problems walking the distance to the lot, about 200 ft though one could realize she was drunk.

I was waiting thinking she would leave an empty space in the lot when living, However, when there, her feet started to wobble on the high heels/soles shoes and first she lost one and then of course she fell. It took her minutes to realize the shoes were the problem so she took the other off  holding them both like a baby, but then the effort got to her and she could not walk or stand anymore, even without those when a security guy came and walked her somewhere, could have been her car.

Minutes later i heard a siren, but it was a fire engine that passed the area. Cannot explain to myself what possessed me and did not pull the phone to film her. A bit tired from the 2 hours trip? Confused and consumed by my own thoughts about numerous mishaps of my life.

While inside the casino i saw a guy who looks like one of the versions of the guy upstairs dressed in a security or tech uniform.  But he could not possibly work there, cause he leaves here at 6:30 in the morning (and comes after 6 PM). A 200 miles commute? (He upstairs just coughed to prove he is here  though. Whatever)

1:35 There was one more obstacle closed to home on 205 before i reached I5. I switched to the right lane as Angela said and slowed to 60 maybe (at the end of the 65 zone) and saw something that at first looked like a paper brown bag and then like a dead animal, but in vertical position, about 1 ft from the pavement, a piece of deer maybe, and avoided it in the last tenth of a second by passing right of it.

3:05 Asta a apărut în timp ce scriam eu faza cu căprioarele.

12:25 PM Went outside to do the brakes. I was a bit lethargic and sleepy also because a new mole mound next to living floor. They will give up after i plug those for a month or so.

First a couple of people across the alley. Her, an Alexa meme. Him, a bearded skinhead, not very scary by body built. How many times the passed by the car when i was at the trunk to pick my tools? At least 3 times. I picked one single smelly poop in front of our balcony.

The authentic Mexican woman who came at her trunk (three cars from mine) in the same time with me. Then she left the trunk opened and started to talk on the phone for the whole time Angela was pumping the pedal for me. Then, a base started and another Latina started to sweep the stair at D6.

Music was pretty annoying. Some guy came whistling and stayed at D5 entrance for about 5 minutes. One guy came in the balcony to wet his plants when i was bent with my butt in that direction. Cars passing every time i was bent inside the trunk.

I was right. I found a pretty big bubble of air at the right front wheel. Pedal is concrete firm now.

12:40 Confirmation. I did a short drive on the alley to test it. It brakes much better (maybe like it used to). There was this Japanese woman posing in a Mexican dressed in red pants who started to walk in front of me with a number of garbage items, she dropped one, stayed bent for about 10 seconds, showing her butt.

Then when i turned around i briefly saw her face and i think she is part of the Imperial family, like the guy upstairs, all with diplomatic passports. Then she started to walk back again in front of me etc.. On the radio, Perlin (band) sings "Take my breath away".

Now is "I want to get away", when i was thinking i was done and ready to leave, i don't know where yet.

12:50 I thought she was joking, but Angela is really building a "burger soup".

Upstairs they started the loudest base. They did not retaliate on the previous (diplomatic passport) but they did on burger soup, for those who think i was sarcastic. No i simply did not know it existed. They were active all morning. Again, a "young couple" staying here all weekend.

Went outside. Base can be heard from outside the door, but not from the alley.

5:45 Today Angela had this idea obsession to remove the red rectangular carpet from the living and put it in the sun. With that came the flipping of the couch and under couch of course the fiberboard floor is bulged from moisture coming from the basement. The reason humidity inside is 20% more than outside, temperature adjusted.

But what did i find on the last plank of an Ikea shelf in the back of the couch? One rotten apple and one rotten half banana both turned black and gray. Supposedly fallen from the basket on top of the shelf but they must have had a curved trajectory to fall like that. And shouldn't i have seen or heard when that happened? I recently had a similar potato incident. Waiting my wound to heal?

Did not finish vacuuming the living cause i have the couch flipped, waiting for the carpet to dry a little. Now Angela fell asleep and upstairs they started the base, to spread the dust and the last of the mold spores around.

6:00 Now that i finished posting this, they turned the volume higher. I don't believe my phone or my mics can record these frequencies. They did the base thing all week long or since they returned after the long weekend.

9:19 PM Went outside to grab some garbage items from the grass, check the bin for open bags, there was an SUV pointing its Xenon lamps at the bin, i had my big flashlight, i came back, saw something in the grass however i passed on that one, but when i turned around to go at the door, they came down the stairs to pretend i am blinding them with my flashlight? (to make them stumble and fall?, i know those stairs are very hard to climb up and down because the rail is too low) but i think i turned it off if it was on.

He now looks like a samurai with a ponytail, much older than i saw him last time and her fatter. That after they screwed me all day and week with the base and then started to clean and release dust from their balcony while i had the carpet laid on mine.

I know what they're doing. At times they show me a weak, young guy so i won't be afraid of a confrontation and then the executioner comes along. And they never do anything until they can prove they where victims.

9:53 They're back in the atmosphere.

4:25 PM

11:55 We left at 4 and came at 11. I enjoyed a few quiet hours just sitting in the car in the parking lot at Spirit Mountain, not having someone bullying in my own living space. Angela went inside, i felt too tired for that. Did not drink because i had to take another Amoxicillin due to chills. We just got home, finished the wound and laid in bed and upstairs they started.

Today i have been involved in a few incidents requiring to use the brakes real heard, starting with the parking lot here at the apartment when i left at noon for wound care and the brakes seem not to respond well, showing symptoms like having air in the lines. It started sudden.

Legacy Wound Care Center is next to Randall's Children Hospital. Today i saw a family with three small kids going there but when we left after about one hour and a half they entered the Wound Care. Figures.

2:30 PM About when i finished my wound, i started to choke. There was some sort of smoke combined with mold that i thought was coming from outside. It happened in the past (oh so many times) but not recently.

I opened the balcony door and made a step outside to see if that was the case and then i saw a humanoid shaped female with a pink top and a dog behind the bush, some 20 ft away, and then she retreated and she seemed not bothered by the choking "ninja" smoke.

3:23 Ok i know what it was. There is a brand new mole or a whole family in the lawn. I saw mounds everywhere, and there is one under the siding near the entrance. They were also 6 poops nearby, which is also new, lately they have been concentrating on the other side of the building (for at least one year).

The smell emanating from the mole holes makes me sick as it did in the past.

4:47 Latest

I opened the back door to air the apartment. One South American guy, maybe Brazilian by the looks came from behind the bush, passing.

5 minutes earlier. Got back home from Walmart. One nanite humanoid disguised in a black guy or wearing a black something on his face was riding an old and very noisy mower in the parking lot. He stopped not far from our car and started talking on the phone with that thing on, vibrating the building, and squeezing the last of that mole hole that i plugged right after.

Earlier. The first two lanes were very slow with people merging so i got on the 4th lane. There was this huge semi packed with cardboard making a terrible noise with its airhorn. As i switched back to exit,  had to be very careful not to merge in a lane simultaneously with some other guy, but at the last merge they almost got me.

All cars in the street seemed to be self driving and AI coordinated. There was this woman at the wheel in a black SUV that after doing a sharp bullying maneuver that in my opinion would require lots of attention, she was looking serenely into the sky like being bored, obviously not driving. BTW, They were all kinda weird jet trails in the sky, should have picture them, but i knew Angela would start to yell at me if i tried while driving.

Yes i left about an hour ago trying to escape the blowers. But when they came, they come directly at our building, out of all complex. I heard them and got out in a minute however they were at the building and blew dust on me. Then i got in the car and tried to backup in a hurry and there was this huge black truck coming on the opposite side of the lane.

But when he saw i stopped backing, he stopped too and became overly polite, letting me pass. However, i had to wait for him to clear the lane. At the next dumpster there was again a white truck this time that backed in front of me.

I waited for Angela in the parking lot at Walmart and there was a whole show in front of my eyes of which i can mention a tall humanoid with the back of a gorilla and a small head with shorts who after passed me, lowered his shorts to tuck his shirt or something, briefly and literally showing me his white, narrow butt. I would think he can be seen on security recordings. He later climbed into an black newer F150.

Angela just tried to open the bedroom window next to me but at 4 the humanoid is talking again on the phone in the balcony like she does for hours daily.

6:30 Last night i was watching movies and Angela fell asleep and she was tossing and turning because of the TV and i turned it off. But wanted to see how the episode ended and went in the living and set at her desk and browsed 2 more episode of Battlestar Galactica (yes, i came down to that one, not having what else to watch) and i had this idea and did some searches.

But had to sit and that did not do well for my wound.

Yes it is possible to turn your phone into a cinema for the price of a movie ticket by using an enclosure with lenses allowing you to see the phone from real close. In my case, use some app to turn the phone into a computer monitor (to avoid exposure to wi-fi and also keep it powered) and watch through that one

So i don't have to buy a laptop for when staying in hotels in my future trips (when or if my wound gets healed).

My moto G play 2024 has only 720 lines for res though so i have to be happy with that but older movies like Battlestar don't even have that res whatever. I will buy this thing just to see the quality of the lenses.

7:27 Just figured why they blew dust on me before i left. Most of it was redwood dust which is very irritant and they were hoping i will react to that wrestler showing his butt in the parking lot at Walmart. What Police. I took a shower and the dust still stings my face. The scene happened right in front of the 4 military recruitment offices near Walmart. No i did not react because i was exposed all day long to mole gas and was near fainting when Angela came home and we went to Walmart and was still lethargic in the car in the lot.

7:47 When i finished was writing the above they upstairs started a loud base and throwing objects on the floor and then pacing around. I remembered i saw another mole mound near the stairwell wall and wanted to go outside, but from the building D last entrance (5-10) started to pour out a bunch of teens, i looked at a couple of them, Asians think they are Latinos.