2:53 PM So i slept until one. Took me half hour to remember who and where i was. It was quiet and sunny outside, no smells or smokes. Was thinking to cook something, made a cup of coffee and then a girl in a night gown with two dogs passed by the glass door. She was walking kinda peculiar, like being stiff. Ten minutes later she passed back and i saw it was a good looking young girl in her twenties. Real close to the glass door.
About ten minutes later someone came with the car and went upstairs, starting to work the floor, with a vengeance.
6:35 The woman in gown passed again however her face looked different though still Asian. I had a black tub in the balcony, the kind one use to change oil that i used to mix soil with cement. BTW, no more mole popping after i last did that. There was a spell of wind earlier that blew it on her way. There was a guy dressed in a red t-shirt in the balcony upstairs.
Went to pick my shoes from the front door, the guy from upstairs passed one ft away from my face were i bent to pick those, to take the garbage. However it was out of his way, the bin where he went to is in the other direction of the stairwell. No he is not living here, he is just a guest star who shows from time to time. Went in the back and found a fresh one right where she came from, in front of apartment 1 in the back.
Came back to pick a bag. The guy from upstairs got again in my way, went at the car and started it. Was waiting for him to leave, he was slow to move, he was actually playing hide and sick with me for the last 15 minutes. It's all based on the fact they can predict what i'm doing and only the woman at 4 who has been here for many years knows me so well.
I finally went and picked it and threw it in the bin. Just by smelling it it gave me a lower abdominal pain and a spell of chills. (nausea, i had it all day). But i think it was a bit too dry and hard to have been laid by that woman's dogs.
They have a rule around here, people with dogs. They never let them when they are seen.
Tomorrow it will rain. They were thoughtful and let again furniture in the no dumping place. I think it is picked by contractors in the beginning of the week.
(Choirs of) kids were yelling in the distance every time i was making a step or taking a puff (daddy). Then in the one floor building. A plane passing hundreds of ft above. But this time i had the recorder with me. Check at minute 3:20, 3:48.