11:50 First time of the day when i wanted to write something and "she" upstairs got in the way. Today it started gradually, louder and louder so i get used to and when i tried to concentrate to write a phrase more complicated, i could not because of the stomps.

2:20 I heard (read) the other they Paul McCartney said Hendrix was better than van Halen. Being insignificant as guitarist, Paul may even not understand what he's saying.

Here is a clip with van Halen (yes, he is alive and well in Hungary, under his real identity, Endre Csillag) and below one with Hendrix (real name, Daigo Susano) at his best to compare.

11:30 There was an almost 2 days unprecedent pause regarding the dog bags. Tonight it started again, i disposed of 3 black bags, one loose knot, two open by the NW bin, some hiden, a green one by the W bin (on top of the open lid) which bin BTW is overfilled with very stinky stuff from broken bags, all bags disposed of contained dried poop which was probably picked somewhere else.

1:52 AM A blue bag with flowers in the N bin, an hour ago. Now it stinks again.

2:07 Could not find any.

5:39 PM Went to smoke and i saw it. An old, flat (diarrhea) one with mold on it that was well camouflaged next to the hydrant, of the same color with the red dust, probably sitting there for days.

Sprinkler dusty river is there, though in less amounts, after i swept it two days ago.

8:00 Kids came to play. The same older ones that act like younger. One pink bike in front of our car, one pink yoga mat in the back, one neon green blanket, another one in the grass.

11:05 Her upstairs. As things got tough with my posts, today, like her predecessors, she stayed home and walked on top of my head all day, when necessary, trying to cancel my thoughts, disrupt memorization, name it.

Every time i went outside, to smoke or for other purpose and took a glimpse, i didn't see anybody walking upstairs. It might be a robot that is hooked to AI that feeds on sensors around me and they know precisely when and what i'm thinking at. Of course it hides when i look.

11:25 Was watching the movie The Wonder on Netflix. What people can do in name of religion.

11:40 She stopped upstairs, after i wrote. Was reading the news. Exactly when i watched the news with the killers of Hamas and Hezbollah leaders, they set some fireworks.

12:25 PM Two black ones in the SW bin. Knotted by smelly (broken or contaminated above knot).

2:10 Bought on Amazon 100 pop corn bags with 6 bucks. However they are too small (could not figure it from the picture). I tried with one and don't know how to set the oven at 1 minutes 15 seconds. Maybe i could figure it out. If i set it at 1:30 got to stop it or the popcorn will burn. But to stop it i got to get close to it and i did a couple of times and started to get pains in known areas.

Thing is. The less stuff you have in the oven, the greater the leaks. At one ounce of corn, it's almost empty. The leaks are then 10-100 times stronger than when there some stuff in there, like frozen dinner.

Then an idea came to me and wrapped the oven in aluminum foil, to cover the contact areas of the door with the rest leaving the door uncovered and tested it it. The result was a disaster, i had the meter in my hand and had to run outside and the popcorn got burned at 1:30. The way i wrapped it was channeling the microwaves towards me.

Now i feel pain everywhere.

I plan to get a cardboard box and cover it with aluminum foil inside so i can cover the door and several inches after, completely. Will come back in a few hours with the results.

2:23 Ideally, would be something like this but made with conductive fabric and holes for the fans.

2:26 I think this could work but have to cut holes for the fans.

2:45 Cred că am mai zis odată povestea asta. Nu contează, e doar câteva rânduri. Eram student în anul II și ne-au pus de rând la cantină. 3 zile parcă la curățat cartofi. Erau niște mașini de curățat cartofi rudimentare, 30% se ducea pe apa sâmbetei, pe canal adică, ce nu ieșea mai ajustam manual. Parcă. Sunt 42 de ani de atunci.

Am stat cu mâinile în zeama aia de cartofi trei zile și mi-au trecut negii de pe degete. Cred că de la antifungalul din cartofi. Dați-vă seama ce mâncam pe atunci.

Într-una din zile eram la o pauză de o țigară așa cum mă pregătesc să merg acum. Într-un colț mai ascuns pe un hol, și se vedea biroul administratorul cantinei, ceva o cușcă de sticlă cu perdele. Apare administratorul, un tip mic și îndesat cu 3 studenți de la o grupă ceva de textile unde erau mai mult gagici.

Și numai ce aud că-i întreabă. Bă voi cunoașteți în an la voi vreuna mai sexicioasă fu..cioasă așa? Și unul din ei spune un nume după care n-am mai înțeles, au vorbit încet.

Pleacă cei trei și la vreo câteva minute apare o tipă, înăltuță, bine cred, dar nu se prea vedea că avea halatul acela alb. O invită omul în birou. La vreo 5 minute încă, iese tipa fumând o țigară.

De multe ori m-am gândit. Ăla era un amărât de administrator de cantină (bine, cea mai mare din Europa de Est și foarte probabil și Vest și lume), dar profesorii, profesorii care băgau în noi materie dincolo de orice limite, o făceau doar ca să fie examenele foarte grele, doar pentru a lua ceva, dreptul, gagici, etc..

Știu că nu e o situație normală, dar când ești ditai profesorul împlinit și nevasta e cam bătrâioară și predai dictezi din foile alea galbene, aceleași după decenii, și transpiri 2 ore la curs și vezi ce vezi în sala de curs, picioare peste picioare, toate de 20 de ani, nu ți se face poftă?

Se pare că situația lui Bully era cunoscută de ani de zile, poate decenii, poate situația asta e pe scară largă la noi, nu m-aș mira, de ce l-au scos acum la suprafață, ca și cazurile azilurilor de bătrâni?

Doar ca să apară zeci de poze într-o frenezie sado-mason-naționale cu un moș Bulan abuziv cu barbă albă și cam de aceeași vârstă cu mine și sociolog pe deasupra?


3:35 Apropo, români, azi v-ați luat rația de Popo_vicii?

3:36 Now that i think i can say Trump has always been a bit off, if you know what i mean.

One black opened, one black loose knot at the SW bin.

4:44 One green open at the N bin.

5:10 Two green open at the N bin. I saw one of the guys, they were showing on purpose. One went entrance 2 of building 3, a bit chubby, nervous i have never seen before. The other one, long black hair, glasses, i did not see where he put the bag today. I saw him another day throwing an open green bag in that bin. I think they are trying to create confusion which they feed upon.

6:05 No matter what distance i stay at, when i do popcorn i feel the heat from the microwave in my body. I ordered one of these which has aluminum on the inside, to see if there's any difference.

10:00 Black open SW bin.

Because i posted that Status Quo vid, the bald veteran's wife came to smoke today across the alley (haven't seen her in months) first entrance, building D) when i went to check the W bin in  the morning. In the evening, that is 10 minutes ago, it was the daughter passing me again next to N bin in a small white Ford pickup (she "moved to other building", because of me?). Usually after this the veteran himself shows. 

How many encounters i had with them, some of the very close kind. But it was several different guys who played that role over the years and several women (and men) playing wife and daughter as well.

10:27 AM After i spent minutes next to bins, searching for bags, my shirt now, about half hour later, starts clearing of that smell though my face is burning. But is better than if i leave the bags open for days on top of the garbage bins. Much better. At least for a few hours until they bring new ones and the pestilence starts spreading.

For a few days now i started to take antibiotics orally as well (at around the day 21 peak, the patches alone were not enough). Then i tried not to refresh the patches and tonight i realized it is not possible to make it with 4x500 mg a day oral dose alone so i put a few more patches.

The tip of that toe is a bit red and numb, though is not like it used to be and is not bothering me too much if i "make a fist" with my toes as it used to. It looks like i'm over the peak, exactly as they say, after 21 days and now i'm heading to a month long recovery.

A surprising side effect. My legs below knees and above ankles were almost black, with ulcerations  before all this started, and now they are almost white and clear of any wound.

However i am very sensitive to microwaves. If i start the oven and i'm too close, everything starts hurting beginning with the areas that were closest to the laptop when i was using on my lap on wi-fi for many hours a day.

10:20 Found two big ones in the yard, one in the same place like yesterday, one since yesterday that was dried and it was coming apart like corn meal. What they feed the dogs with?

1:54 Felt smell. Four black bags on the SW bin, one on top knotted lose, one open on the ground next to bin, people laughing in a car with open window next to the bin with pestilential smell, loud TV at the monster apartment and kids (the same) playing unsupervised on the alley.

4:30 Did you know there is a place in southern Washington (north of Portland) called Kamala Hamas Camas?

BTW it stinks again outside. Got to go check.

5:00 One black open in the SW bin one neon orange pink open in the N bin.

5:45 One green loose knot on top of a matt at W bin.

7:55 One black open in the SW bin.

8:15 Two in the bark dust west of the building. One in the grass at SE corner of the yard.

9:00 PM A while ago i heard the weirdest commercial on Z100. Can't figure what it is for but i have a guess. Could not find it online so i scavenged it from the radio's speakers. However the recorder was too close to the speaker or base too strong and got some distortion. I think there are versions of it. Will try again, reducing the base. Ok i heard the name Trump in it.

9:33 One green open at the N (across) bin. I think my body starts reverting to a previous evolutionary stage where big apes also relied on their smell to find things in the wild. I can smell them and almost tell the bin 90% of the time from inside the apartment and definitely from outside the door.

BTW my grabber broke or got sabotaged and did not realize and it took me a long time to grab one and didn't know why while i was breathing the stuff close to the bin. Now that i fixed it i can retrieve one (to knot) in a few seconds.

Earlier i picked some items from the Amazon locker next to office and i felt a nice smell and saw they surrounded the office with petunia which are nice smelling, possibly covering the smell of garbage from the bins all around.

I think it's a good idea but did not work for us. The petunia (and roses and all the good smelling plants we tried with) in the past years got eaten by aphids though google says they are resistant to those.

11:00 One green open in the N bin. I noticed a few days ago again a river of red dust flowing in the alley. And cars, many more than usual. Every night about this hour the sprinkler start. And there is a smart sprinkler that breaks over and over in that area and washes away the dust in the alley. It then dries in the hot summer sun and ground by the car's wheels into its finest and then it flows around.

The reason for extra inflammation and pain when my finger is almost healed.

11:30 One black open on lid SW bin

12:00 I smell more.

12:44 AM About more than an  hour ago i went and knotted a number of bags in all bins. I wanted to go to bed but was still smelling so i went again. Within that hour the s...t was replenished. Found one in each bin except the one in west bin was already knotted. When i left the last bin, a security SUV passed with flashing lights and the guy was talking on the speaker phone with someone.

12:52 And now it's still smelling. Last night i neglected (was too tired) to go one more time after midnight and the result was i woke nauseated and with palpitations. I think i have to write down how many blue ones, how many green ones, at what hour i find them so i know when they're all done and i can go to sleep.

Lately "the people" are getting more and more in my way when i go to the bins, to discourage me probably because it is not easy for them too to bring more after i remove them. This morning i met with that bald fat Asian guy at the west bin.

10:10 One green loosely knotted around the corner next to my truck. One green unknotted inside the N bin.

10:20 Slept a little, was laying in bed, with daytime hallucinations. The 500 mg amoxi pill i put on my hurt finger 48 hours ago was wearing out, numbness spreading throughout my whole body.

Outside. One in the grass, one pink loose knot, one black unknotted generating pestilential smell in the SW bin. Nothing in the N bin, could not reach the W bin because of a nervous looking tall blond guy moving things in and out of car next to the bin. As i said, lately they are trying to block access to bins and delay proper disposal.

7:55 AM How much can a few faint knocks in walls influence you? A lot, if it's done in a critical moment of your thinking process.

How much can a fake news influence people? A lot since most people don't verify their news.

Who would believe a banal news about a guy steeling a car while drunk and without license and hitting four others was invented? They can even wreck two cars to make it more credible.  The visible LPN is of course meaningful.

But it should raise suspicion to anyone as is not worth it of national news, even in Romania. Look at the number of Police and firefighters and medics there.

The reason? To cast a subconscious doubt on the freshest memory in people's mind who read my mind. I have been almost drawn in several accidents last night.

8:26 Din aceeași categorie face parte și afirmația elegant politicianistă lui Ciolacu "Geoană e de noaptea minții". De mulți ani eu îi suspectez că se ceartă (ca apoi să se împace iar) între ei doar ca să atragă atenția și să-și plaseze aluziile subliminale bine țintite (primele trei litere din numele Geoană sunt Geo).

Nu contează cui i-o spune. Fraza se așază ca o cărămidă lego (fake), în locul acela unde există un dubiu în mințile oamenilor.

Da știu ce e val ca valul trece însă după el vine altul și altul și altul etc. și pe mine toate valurile astea infinite din fiecare zi mă macină câte puțin.

12:05 There is another kiddo that is older than she looks, a blond Hungarian girl maybe 14 who passes for a 8, doing teases on the balcony rail in my view.

I quit walking when i got sick at the finger of course. After adding patches on the sole of my feet, my symptoms decreased a lot, spreading to other areas of the body stopped so now i can walk. So i was missing the walk, got some muscular breakdown after first in a month or so, but still went.

Most noticeable event. When i was getting closer back home, about to pass the kindergarten, an obvious looking Japanese young man with a WWII kaki cap on his head passed me giving me a sarcastic smile "the aha!" type after he looked to his left were there was a Tualatin Police SUV on the alley to the new condo buildings "The commons" that just got there a couple of minutes ago, passing me.

Thing is. I keep telling Angela, she does not believe me. I noticed for months if not years now that every time something happens on the street, a Police car or SUV shows like five minutes before. To warn me? In a way but i never have a clue of what's about to happen. So they can say. Ok the man got the Police in his pocket?

4:12 Angela went to the garden, brought two cucumbers and now she's building a salad while by brisket is almost done. Kids came running and yelling in the backyard. Weighing on taking a picture of them.

There is again the content of a litter box in a bag in the SW bin. The deodorant covers the smell but i breath the s...t anyways.

Latest financial trick. Got a much waited balance transfer offer in the mail. Angela says it's a trap. After you reach a certain limit, they send you offers (knowing your situation to the cent) and you apply and then they deny them and your credit score gets lower and then they can charge you more interest.

4:55 They're still here. Still don't have the courage to take a picture. How about sound.

4:10 PM 11:15 Latest. About half hour ago i was coming home driving on Tualatin Sherwood Hwy which turns into Nyberg after the overpass. I saw earlier in the mirror some flashing red and blue lights, but then i did not see them no more, because of the curve and then because i was climbing on the overpass and my mirror was pointing too short behind the car.

When i got up and saw the firefighters behind me, there was a car on the right and the only option was to cross the yellow line to let them pass. Obviously all incoming traffic was stopped because of them and a Police SUV behind.

At 10:30 i was in downtown Newberg, close to the dealership when a guy in a tan SUV, with a bicycle rack covering his LPN and brand, tried to hit us from the right, because they were no lines in the intersection, pretending "not guessing right" where his lane was. Wheni passed it i saw the LPN, WC 43260. Too dark to see inside and/or tinted windows.

Earlier in McMinville, in an intersection there was a big pickup in the middle lane, waiting to make a left turn when i saw a rock in the direction of my left wheel. But it was too late to do anything and went over it. Should i have seen it earlier and tried to avoid it, by jerking left, they were chances i would have hit that truck.

When i left, around 6 PM. There is a brown woman with black hair at the apartment with one level in the backyard, about 20, that acts like a 12. Is not difficult because many Asians look younger. Half hour before i left the ice cream truck came. When i got out of the door, i saw a pink bicycle in front of my car and i heard a loud yell and then i saw her with a small child doing gymnastics.

As soon as i got in the street, this idea came to me. If there are 180 k homeless people in California and the median rent there is 2850, it would cost 6 billion a  year to house them all.

For the rest of US, without California, the cost would be...

How much money is currently spent every year for housing programs in California but without fixing the problem? And in the US?

11:45 There are more knotted bags in the bins, however there are still some unknotted or loosely knotted that make the smell. Got to go check cause i'm experiencing nausea.

11:58 There is a woman or more here at last entrance of building D who looks like one of the Harajuku girls of Gwen Stefani. However i can't tell which one, with all the makeup and age difference. It may be more  than one, taking turns, as i saw before (First at Apt.9 or next door in Lake Oswego there was Lindsay Lohan and then Kelly Clarkson, both under the same name, car, clothes, etc.. Obviously, most of the times they were doubles).

11:07 Last thing first. Came home about half hour ago. First i went to the locker to get a package. I was walking rather fast cause i was mad. There was a guy who came down the alley at the mailboxes and started to walk with me. Literally matching steps next to me. So i got even madder and ran a little to brake that sync and then i didn't see him behind me anymore.

Inside it is smelling like dog poop. So i went to check. I knew there was one near North Bin cause i saw it when we left. It took me a while to retrieve it, then i knotted it and threw it in the bin.

I looked for some more, the bin is smelling terrible anyways, but when i turned around i saw next to me a young girl, dressed summarily (it is 64 degrees right now here), like for a summer day,  looking sexy, with a sack rather big next to her, on the ground. There was not much room in the bin. Behind her, at the entrance, it was a guy, about the same age, 20-25, staring.

I think she was trying to explain to the big man she could not put the bag in the bin. Either because of me or the bin was too full. I was too engrossed by the smell and too mad from the drive and everything that happened today to be able to think like maybe she needed some help. And there was her boyfriend there.

I did not see her face but he looked like a bleached Japanese. Like the three guys playing with skateboards next to us in the parking lot at Indian Head when we where eating, getting ready to leave (around 8). Like i see more and more everywhere i go.

BTW Today we went at Kah-Nee-Ta as it reopened. After 6 years of renovations. I was telling Angela. 3 years was the pandemics and would have been shut anyways. I don't know, for some reason the place seems smaller to me today. They divided the pool into several smaller ones with different temperatures in it. They were lots of spaces called cabanas with shade and everythingyou should have paid for.

The free beds with no umbrellas made of very shiny pieces of wood i kept sliding being dressed in jeans. It was 95 degrees, wildfire smoke and could not get my clothes off because i have too many patches with antibiotics. Between 10 and 15 patches. I went into a corner looking for some shade from a tree. Under the wooden free bed there was a bottle with Smart water. Long and narrow.

After about one hour Angela came out of the pool, i went in the car, started the AC, ate some pizza, drank some soda. Some woman walked in front of me from the bridge all the way to her car. Then i came back. Next to me there was a group of guys speaking Spanish with a weird accent. Finally discovered the food place had AC inside but we were about to leave.

Then we drove ten more miles to Indian Head. Very few cars there, same smoke. But every person inside was participating in scenes around us.

Lately we lost a lot cause they never let us win. Cash machines did not work there, have to go to the cashiers with the tickets. Angela decided to leave and she was in line to get the bag with fish and chips when i saw an angry Mexican guy (this one seemed real) going through the casino with an empty bottle of water similar to the one under the bed at Kah-Nee-Ta and hitting everything in his way (chairs, machines, etc.). He then stopped and i looked at him and  he looked clueless, like somebody asked him to do that.

Driving back here was a nightmare. First was bullied by a guy on a motorcycle. That is driving too close behind. But after Mt.Hood the real stuff began. A couple of guys driving as race drivers. A semi going at the curves after Mt.Hood with a speed i could not match (was afraid to roll over).

A semi i passed earlier was coming matching my speed and getting real close. At some point i pulled on the right and let it pass (Boring or Gresham i think). But more were coming from behind. I let ten guys in SUVs passing me and then another one came from behind. Every face i could see behind the steering wheels was Japanese disguised in Mexicans.

Did not have 5 minutes during the whole drives (both way) to feel comfortable driving.

In my way there. After Mt.Hood. A truck like a semi but smaller with a short cabin and lots of space between cabin and the payload, where turbulence was created, was raising vast amounts of dust from the shoulder, creating something like dust devils. I had no choice but fall behind half mile. And he was going 50 or something.

Yeah someone somewhere today bent backyards and now i have some chest discomfort.

12:30. Don't know, about 15 minutes ago i went out to smoke and i saw a boy or a girl that started to run really fast on the alley. Like an athlete fast. It just occurred to me there might be a link between my run and his/her. Too big of a coincidence.

6:20 Dancing, painting elephant. Curves are also geometry, aren't they and elephants have very good memory. 

7:00 Don't know if i made myself clear but around 4th of July i got the broken pin of a pushpin into one of my toes. For some reason i can't explain i did not feel it. It started to hurt, swell and become red and i put on it a finger from a rubber glove with some antibiotic dust and the symptoms were almost gone the next couple of days.

However i asked Angela to look on the other side i could not see and she saw the pin and removed it. The finger also looked soak with perspiration and i did not put the rubber finger no more. In a few days it went back red and swollen and i started to have pain and stiffness in the leg, calf, big muscles above knees, that in the next days started to spread in my whole body.

I kept putting antibiotics patches everywhere it was hurting or it waw becoming stiff and that kept the symptoms mild however in the 5th day after puncture i guess i went to Walgreens for a shot. Too late, but i wanted to make sure it won't happen again to me. 

Though there are questions. If you develop TT do you become immune after or it is only the shot that gives you 5-10 years immunity.

However the injection site started to hurt more than the puncture at the toe and pain started to spread to the back and shoulder, really scary. In that day i think i put ten patches around it. That pain started to subside after a week or so.

Ever since i put patches and i am getting close to the 21 day (max period of incubation for TT), and after that the disease subsides in a month or so. About 10 days ago i drove behind a pickup that had uncovered construction materials, that were exposed to mineral dust.

That gave me pain and inflammation throughout my body on top of what i had. I told Angela, we should again replace the cabin filter that got contaminated with it. That stuff is so fine it goes through any filter and is better to wash the car and replace the filter if that happen.

In the past week i washed the carpet in the living twice and once in the bedroom and it was very dirty, i got to smell the smell after, one million droplets all over my body, kept patching myself fighting the infection etc.. I was so busy i forgot about and Angela drove the car like that for another week and Thursday i guess we went to Spirit Mountain and got again chills all over and again i forgot about.

Yesterday at Lincoln City i went in an Autozone store there to buy a filter. The guy in the store kept asking me the same questions over and over, like he was not paying attention (a form of bullying) and in the end he asked me "по русски?" which is the short form of "а ты говоришь по русски" and told him "no" cause i don't speak Russian but i know this much, for being so closed to the Soviet Union until 89 and sometimes watching Russian TV cause our TV was only 2 hours a day and those mostly showing Ceaușescu.

Then he said  he took Russian in high school.

And the night before. Checked in the hotel, it looks like they fixed the sewer behind it, i went to buy cigarettes (on foot, not to loose my spot) cause i sat on my pack in the and broke most of them (i only had a few) and went in the back of the hotel (it's more like a motel) to smoke wondering why they don't have cigarette disposals in the parking lot or near the entrances.

Reminiscing of the other weekend when i found two green bags at the corner of the building (got again a room at one end) that were picked by Trevor Horn (who was dressed like a maintenance guy) after i had a conversation with him.

So Saturday when i was smoking i saw a small dog coming to pee at a sign near me that was again at the corner of the building, in wind's direction and was wondering again what else he did, and then the dog ran to a woman at the entrance facing the ocean of a room at ground level who looked vaguely familiar, from more than 100 ft while blinded by the sunset.

So i went and looked and what did i see. The biggest dog poop ever, bigger than a human's. Or was it. Maybe it was from a bear. I don't know, never seen anything quite like that (yeah i know i keep repeating it, cause it's true every time). Under it, the grass started to become yellow so it's been in there for quite some time. I went in the room to grab a bag, anything, and i took it to a dog waste disposal box in the parking lot (the nearest, they were several).
But there, what do i see. I could almost not push the thing inside because it was full. I mean, could have been up to 50 pounds of dog waste in there. Wondering how well it was sealed and looking at wind's direction.

Then i went in the room and was sitting/laying in bed, tired, with pains all over from the dust in the car, chills and getting kinda depressed, for several hours, No TV, no nothing. Staring at the wall, just listening to the therapeutic sound of the ocean. Could have napped for a few minutes, i don't know. At times i went at the table near the window to eat and drink. An older once good looking woman put up a show at the entrance of the woman with the dog i guess.

Present. Went to the kitchen area, cooked some breakfast, had fries in the oven, made some omelet, put a hot dog in the microwave, started to eat (yea i agree, in a hurry), came back at the computer, saw the image above thinking i have to go and dispose of the new ones (last night i found quite a few when i got back home) when a dysphagia episode hit me. Did not wait a lot, went and vomited, here i am back at the computer, eating again.

Sunday morning, after i bought the filter, went south on 101, looking for a carwash. Found one in Newport i guess, semi-manual, two people were washing the car before and one was drying it after. I asked them to do the grill, the woman told me i should stay in the car, i think she was some sort of political figure whatever.

There is an intersection in Newport where you always have to wait for minutes (i mean on Sundays and stuff) right under a cell tower and the meter is always showing high signal there.

Then we drove south, it was ok for a while with the new filter and stuff, until we climbed a hill (when close to Florence) and i felt the smell of exhaust in the cabin and i realized we had a smoke ahead, for some time. So i pulled the filter, it was stinking and continued without one.

But then i realized all the cars that were ever in front of us and that continued to all the way home last night, or a couple of hundred miles, were dusty like have not been washed since last rain (a couple of months ago). As soon as i was passing one, another one was merging from a street, like they were scheduled or something. And every car that got behind was too close to comfort. (Never paid attention to this until you guessed, the accident on 20/21 2021 of whom driver i think i know).

And  here comes the interesting part. On our way back Angela wanted to stop at Chinook. Was very close to falling a sleep a few times, slept 15 minutes somewhere in a lot, with people parading and making shows in front of the car, tried to find a spot. All  spots seemed to be arranged and when we finally found one, a car with two women and a kid got there in the same time.

Tried to get in there (afternoon, about 5 PM) to go to the restroom. Went at the one near the entrance, a brown guy taller than me was following me so close behind i just turned around and he nearly bumped into me. Walked to the other restroom, all the people were bullying by getting in front of me like i was transparent, and in there saw a guy looking happy with the shirt pulled out of his shirts, showing skin while peeing. Another one nearly hit the ground (there was a puddle of water on the ground near the entrance).

A little bit later, there was another guy leaning against a machine right in front of me, again looking happy, ecstatic happy and with his shirt pulled out of his pants on a side showing skin.

80 more miles to home, again, people taking turns in dusting and smoking and from the rear, bullying.

This morning when i woke i was stiff, in the back, in the same areas where those guys had their skin exposed. Put some more patches, now i'm better but again got the chills. Put one the Zero Xposure winter jacket (with aluminum as insulation), in which i always perspire. In a few day i will be over the max incubation time (21 days) and hopefully into a one month remission.

11:25 Woke up. Better with stiffening on my back where i had new patches this morning (4x500 amoxi). The patches i had on the calves of my legs for days wore out and the my calves were stiff. Put new ones, was out of band aid 2x3 and simply used some white duct tape. If you wipe the place good with alcohol before that they won't infect your skin.

2:30 Unsupervised small children came to play in my sight, ft away from my patio.

6:55 Slept some. Woke up stiffer than ever. Applied two patches 500 mg each on the... sole of my feet. Tried to go smoke. In the back the woman at 4 talking at the phone on the balcony. Went in the front. In the same time i went down the 7 stairs a Filipino guy, shirtless, passed with his dog. When i was done, some people went down the stairs from the other entrance, at the car.

9:28 Her schedule upstairs was noon to ten-eleven but today she came early, like 5 and manifests ever since. To me it is pretty obvious, is a kind of synchronized heavy steps that follow and indiscriminately interferes with my thinking, reading, writing, etc..

10:15 Yeah i finally read the comments on the video with the 4 years old painting elephants. Some commenters who know stuff are talking about torture and the elephant actually crying while painting. I was thinking of anything from magnetic invisible traits on the white paper, attracting the brush to some special paint visible only to the elephant to chips implanted and nerve stimulation.

10:18 As for myself, i was enjoying some freedom here lately. Have not complained of noise from upstairs that only lasted half hour to one hour, usually just before noon. But that ended today with heavy stomping that continues after 10 PM (quiet hours). Can't do anything that requires some degree of mental concentration.

Was trying to say (now the heaviest stomp of all). Few people understand how disruptive could be the humble dust, when driving after dusty car like by example. Nothing out of the ordinary, but there can be dust particles smaller than the filter can catch. If a number of people really want to do you, they can drive on purpose with cars that haven't been washed in months in front of you.

Local people or cars going about their normal business.

Anything can happen, from simply changing of mood for the whole trip to pain and digestive symptoms. It will definitely influence you for the rest of the trip and day. Absolutely undetectable and definitely can't go complaining about to law enforcement.

12:AM Angela plays only on card and at the beginning of the year she asks and gets the reports from all casinos. However the reports only show losses, not amount played, but our both perception is she looses more at Spirit Mountain then at the others.

BTW they have some work at Spirit Mountain as well and i think there was some dust in the air. Today i had another dysphagia episode but did not even realize until Angela left for the stores and i drank some Coke. Then i vomited and the Coke went through my nose and irritated it more than if i vomited stomach acid. My nose hurt for minutes so bad i was crying. Then i drank small amounts of water and slowly vomited all the content of my esophagus until i could finally drink (swallow) some water.

I think that sharp, electrified, sub micronic mineral insulation dust, after it clears the lungs it irritates my esophagus so bad i can't swallow some of the things i eat, like very lean meat, dry rice, apples, etc. (they stop in the esophagus and is very painful and life threatening). But there may be other factors involved like smell from the bins.

Or that rat in the restroom last night who was pointing at me his back eye while tying shoelaces for a whole minute while i was washing and drying hands, others.

BTW Friday, Saturday i knotted and/or zip tied all bags at bin nr.5 (SW), that is a count of @20, and the bin almost doesn't have any smell. But the one at North (mailboxes) is full of cardboard items that may cover some open bags i can't see and still stinks really bad, after a temperature of nearly 100 degrees today (38 C). I don't understand how the guys living in that building next to it can stand it. No, i don't, really.

6:25 These are the kinda things that make me keep writing. Gravity on Mars is 38% of that on Earth. Besides, the rover could have hit it only with one out 6 wheels.

7:30 I spent hours trying to figure how to get rid of the ridiculous popups on the right of my screen. I tried all the solutions discussed online. Setting/widgets, etc.. Nothing works. They are very disruptive, they pop when i write and i loose my ideas.

7:55 Nevermind i right clicked on one of those and shut down notifications. Hope it's gonna work.

10:05 They were a number of people at Walmart (everybody) creating all kinda visual statements. Of those, two women, one thin and one thick getting in my way. Here is my answer to that (damn! they made me looking again).
One at the exit came with a dog s...t on her shoes and kept wiping it out on the sidewalk right in front of the store. Yes i went to the SW bin this morning (because it was near the truck) with the same shoes (the only pair i got) but i was out of the cage and nowhere i wouldn't have been if i simply took the garbage out before going to the store.

Then in the store i remembered and went to the restroom and washed my hands. I had a piece of tape on the sole of the shoes, yes. And yes i do carry the whatever biological materials come in the apartment from those, by means of aerosols. Simply by living here with these bins all around i am probably 1000 times more exposed than a normal person would.

Could they carry viruses? I do not believe in the existence of viruses (biological, as in COVID) but i am positive there are some very nasty bacteria that could mimic the symptoms. Today i looked in one of the open bags. The poop was packed in there with redwood chips that contain tannins they could mutate the bacteria real fast.

It's like in St.Dominic mother's dream. A dog who would set the world on fire.

If these things worry you, should try and stop them. There is by example a couple at apartment E4 that i saw with my own eyes that throw open bags in the bin. More in the buildings... I'll go see the number.

Last night @midnight they left a small, black, nearly liquid one at the corner of the patio. That made me so sick, in the morning i thought i was going to faint with nausea. Kept taking charcoal and then i tried some ginger and then i was able to go to the store, still could not eat anything and am lightheaded.

This morning i had a conversation with a guy from maintenance near the bin and asked him why they don't install cameras and he said those are too expensive.

11:30 I was sensing a vague smell and went to look in the N bin (across) and what did i see. The whole thing, cracked open so it cannot be sealed with bags. And the wind is blowing from that direction.

6:02 Some things never change. Not even today. But today i found a solution. If i find bags unknotted i put a zip tie around them. I i find loose knots, i tight them. I went to two bins, put zip ties on 4 bags and tightened one. While i was finishing, a guy came with a pizza delivery. Trying to prove people are living and eating here. BTW i found a fragment in the grass in my way to the bins. Maybe there are more. Will see.

6:17 As soon as i cleared the last piece of s...t from the grass kids showed. One of them was talking to a cat next to me, saying, "go friend, go". When i came from the liquor store earlier (with the cigarettes) i saw a Latino (with two small children) spitting something liquid at the corner of the building and now i found partially chewed food including rice in the grass.

6:20 It's got to be visible. Otherwise it would not have "contact with the air". Found one at the SW bin, threw a sac with garbage over it. When i came back at the apartment i saw a woman bringing a kid to the daycare business again at the same entrance in building D, right across.

Two Japanese guys posing as Mexicans were loading construction materials i one of the two Silverados, the one with long ladders (20 ft or something) on top. One of them came to the bin i was walking to to throw some stuff blocking my access. I saw the open green back on top. I went to the mailboxes pretending i wanted to get my mail.

Came back, he came at the bin and again blocked my access. Well built, athlete or fighter or something, was staring right at me.

6:30 Went again. At the first garage where i never saw anybody now there's a guy loading or unloading stuff in a small SUV, with big noises. Moving nervously, kinda bullying. Went to the bin, grabbed the green bag which was rather light and did not throw it all the way in the back where it usually falls under the sacks, so it was just sitting there. I was kinda shy (paralyzed) while hearing noises of object thrown in that SUV, thinking what he will do next.

Got back thinking to get the grabber, the guy at the garage did some more nervous, fast moves, a woman got out of building D walking again in a defiant way towards me. All Asians, posing Latinos. On 97.1 Michael Jackson was singing "Don't sop till you get enough".

While writing still hearing the noises of things thrown in/or out that SUV. I get this all the time, never got to write them.

I know where they are coming from. The Chicanos in Japan. I think the movement is vast and through it they train the people there so they learn how to dress and act like Latinos. Cause they have a lot to learn before coming here. How to walk. How to talk. How not to bow. How to dress. Etc.

6:56 Was listening earlier Cher and now Kroeger (spelling variant of German Krieger - warrior) on a very low volume on the radio, when i did not feel i needed it (However i am too lonely and let the radio on all the time).

Each and every of their words came at me like rocks. First they get you into submission by throwing hard words at you (IF... I... COULD... TURN... BACK... TIIIIIME..., NEVER_MADE_IT_AS_A_WISE_MAN) and then, given the quality of the vocals, you go into a trance. They make bullying addictive putting you down in the same time.

Outside it started. The big rumble of the modified exhausts, distant and near, that will last until about 9.

7:18 Had some noodles for breakfast. Original Nissin. They came salty as hell. Then i tried a hot dog. Nathan's, the cheap kind (big thick 12 for 5 bucks). Salty as hell. McCormick Mayonesa. Salty as hell. House ketchup. Sweet, it kinda balances the saltiness of the hot dog. Couldn't have eaten it without it.

7:32 Big K (Kroger) grapefruit citrus zero soda. A soda with an attitude. If it only had some vitamin C (ascorbic acid) instead of citric acid in it. Traces of grapefruit, maybe. Potassium phosphate, for sure. Probably best soda i ever had.

Now the cats are rumbling upstairs, trying to remind me. You may be lonely but are not alone.

7:50 Tell me i'm dreaming. But is this song's tune 100% Asian? C# G# A C# G# A C# G# A C# G# A...  

5:55 PM Yesterday i planned to wash the carpet in the bedroom too, so i did not wash the cleaner. My bad.

This morning i was like wasted. As i said, i removed a number of patches two days before and put them back in a hurry when my infection whatever sepsis came back. Burning sensation in the damaged areas, hot flashes and chills. It lasted one day and it drained me out  both physically and emotionally. Together with drinking, this morning i was wasted.

So this morning though pains and burnings were gone it was all slow motion and after i disposed of the poops, smoke a cigarette, wrote something here i fell asleep. I can't remember exactly how much i slept but i was sleeping minutes before Angela was coming. When i woke up it was stinking here like in a sewer. The cleaner. The dirty water left in it fermented and gave a very bad smell. However i was not feeling as bad as last night or in the morning. I cleaned the thing by passing water through it.

Then the landscapers came. No big trauma today, however after i hosed the corner of the building, the screens and the AC. However the hose broke again while i was doing the front. Got wet from head to toes. Didn't change my clothes right away. Now the big muscles on the legs, the ones exposed to wi-fi from the laptop, started to hurt.

Now i was craving a cigarette and was out of those. Out of liquor as well. It took me a while until i found my wallet and phone (after the commotion with carpet cleaning yesterday). I went to the liquor store (lots of sexy women there, one who was leaving and let me in) and grabbed the 1.7 liter Paul Mason (it's still on sale, under 20 bucks). At Spirit Mountain, for 12 bucks you get a double brandy or 70 ml. 25 times the price for the whole bottle.

I asked for Pall Mall orange (after i changed my mind). Bad choice, it almost has no nicotine in it. I mean, there's a difference between reds and blues, with reds being the strongest, but orange is out of range. Nothing. Got to buy others.

Ok so she gave me the short ones (80 mm) which have the filters shorter as well, allowing more ash to pass through. So i asked for the long ones at the same price. And she asked... 100s? and i said yes one hundreds and she put them in the brown bag with the bottle and handed it to me.

No i can't remember  how many tricks and traps they applied to me while driving to liquor store and back. Just one. I was on the second lane when driving on Martinize and could not switch lanes, though i was signaling, two cars passed me ignoring my signal. Doubling, a similar thing on TS highway on the overpass on I5.

While i came back there was this childish grown up maybe underage Latina? walking through the alley catwalk stile with one hand raised (to cover eyes from Sun) that i passed. When i got back i went to the other door to pick the bag from the car's floor when she passed me this time.

It took a while to find the lighter and the jar with cigarette butts. Finally went outside, thought i felt a smell, walked towards the bin, the curly guy was coming towards it from the other direction so i gave up. While i was smoking, a ninja disguised as a Latino came to sit on the TV box the other side of the alley etc..

A new nuisance. A drawer like app i didn't asked for coming from the right lower corner of my screen, showing all kinda stupid news, interrupting me while i'm typing. I opened it trying to shut it down, it asks me to sign in to "save my changes". A new job, to figure how to get rid of it. Windows. So far could not find a clear answer to that.

I was thinking the other day. I used to have problems with links in blogger both on free Chrome and (Chrome based) Edge. I wrote on a forum, a whole drama unfolded. I wrote to the seller of the computer. They wrote me back asking to pack the PC which was "defective" and ship it and they will send me a new one. A week without computer?

Was thinking to write them back and say. All Windows equipped computers are defective. I mean, look at the number of patches and fixes they issue almost weekly, for how many years now? How is their fault? The Windows is based on DOS and has inherent security flaws by core design and they will have to patch it forever. (look at the ambiguous answers to this question).

Then google fixed that one in the next update, there is another one though. At times, the screen goes black for a second or two and cycles me enmotionally when i think about what to write next etc..

A trillion dollar company, that now uses a free browser (which is its most used component by far) made by volunteers  that is actually worth nothing. I mean, out of the 7 samurai, Amazon has the fleet and warehouses, Tesla has the cars and factories, and Microsoft has the weekly patches.

6:16 AM What was i looking for? A sculpture. A person bend backwards showing butt i once saw during my searches. The exact thing i saw last night. Someone dressed in black (they keep changing persons in the same character, at the apartment upstairs). A very thin black person, so thin, was surreal, bent, dressed in black. Then she left. Soon after i went to bed woke with reflux, but very bad, the kind i didn't have in years. It took me half hour of coughing to be able to resume breathing normally.

That on top of the very bad smell that's coming out of me. I keep telling Angela. It's dog smell kami. Yesterday i neglected to remove poops all morning.

And then in the morning i woke with pain. I have a number of patches with amoxicillin on my body. Yesterday i removed some old ones as i get irritated by the adhesive. Among those was the one at the injection site at Walgreens, 6 days ago. I mean, it was painful when i removed the patch last night, a little, but this morning it was a lot. The place is very painful to the touch and the pain started to spread to my head, right hip, right hand etc.. Bad pain.

This teaches me several things. The absorption of the antibiotic under patch is slower than i thought. There is something going on at the injection site.

I still have two close to the toe that have been punctured, some on calves, etc.. My rule is simple. I add one where it's painful. But the injection? What was with the injection that i got infected with? I put a new patch on it and now i feel heat at that site and throughout my body where i had pains earlier which means the antibiotic is fighting with the infection.

6:30 But their sculptures. Their sculptures could teach us things about their moral.

6:40 Now i feel cold all over my body though it's 77 degrees in here, almost like a fever. It's very scary.

2:00 PM Before

After 11:33 Trying to go to bed, got hit by the smell. Found two, one in each bin i went to. The first one was on a piece of plastic foil full of dust. I "waved" that foil, the bag gut pushed in the back of the bin alright, however i raised the dust. The second one again out of reach, had to go and get the grabber. Lately the bags are in position next to impossible to retrieve them and throw in the back, where they fall under the sacks. Earlier today i found two on top of the bin's cover, way up high. The only way they could do this is if they use drones.

I mean, yeah, you could do a prank one day or two. But the prank goes on for years and they do it to themselves too. Except if nobody really lives here, they just come and go.

5:55 AM, 17. I will put this entry here because is related to the above pictures. Just washed the sole of my feet with alcohol but they look still dark brown. I noticed for quite some time, my feet look brown and Angela's don't. Because she's at work most day wearing socks and shoes and shoes and i walk barefoot on the carpet.

Soak, wash, rinse and dry. First time it was an almost black slime i pulled from the carpet. I pulled gallons of it. It got lighter and lighter, and last looked like Coca Cola. But still. I wished i did it one more time but i got bored with it.

My right foot with the injured toe is stiff. When i try to bend the toes. So is my left. So i figured. It's got to have something to do with walking barefoot on the infectious carpet. Dirt embeds in the skin and if there's cracks or it simply passes through the skin, the same way amoxicillin passes through patches. A continuous feed with bacteria and stuff, leaking into my body.

Just built some new slippers using pieces of corrugates plastic cardboard and thinking to get something as soon as possible. Crocks. Something. Anything that would prevent me from absorbing the dirt from the carpet.

Now it unmistakably stinks like fresh poop. Got to go look into it. I know the algorithm. Every time i write on the blog, they bring some more. Michael Jackson sings on the radio (92.3 i guess). Don't stop till you get enough. But the question again. Is this 320 apartment complex empty?

4:34 PM Was trying to get outside to smoke a cigarette. Watching in disbelief a blanket and some food items abandoned on the grass not far from our sliding door. Not far from where i picked some poops in the morning. Going through the front door, sirens making the biggest noise i heard since i'm here. How is that possible, do they have a volume button? Still stinking, i knew they brought some more but was too lazy and/or tired to go and dispose of them.

4:50 Fools' gold. Today market went up celebrating Trump's show success until i posted that entry with Trump raising his right hand (the one who uses to swear on the Bible when he takes office). Then it went up when i went to sleep. Then it went back down when i got up and again up when i shut the blinds or about 10 minutes before closing time.

5:00 So i ate instead and when i was done again wanted to go outside to smoke and another siren went off. 5:38 Finally went to smoke my cigarette. One kid in the alley looked and me and ran away. Another one came from behind were the items in the grass were. By the time i was done and ready to go inside, two old women kinda yelling got out of the building and into their car.  

5:40 Earlier today i got very thirsty and went and bought 4x2 liter pops of soda, one small melon and a 30 can box of beer. Buda Light cause they were out of Bush. At the self check stand the cute Latina came to check my ID. She used a scanning gun, pointing at me, pulled the trigger like 10 times, wouldn't work, she scanned it the scanner for food.

I picked the melon by the same rule, dullest sound. However it is not edible. Picked unripe, been in a fridge for weeks, impossible to eat. Now i got to grind it down in the sinkerrator or throw it whole in the garbage.

I took this picture after the man got in front of me, kinda aggressive and then stopped suddenly, trying to get me into an accident. After i showed him the finger, he kept inviting me on a side road. Now that i look i guess he was high on something, as his face was showing.

So nothing to do with me personally. Right before that some guy with uncovered construction materials in a pickup took a left turn, no time to take a picture. I guess i was very irritated by the dust that contaminated the car's filter and is still in there. You have to imagine the level of detail this guys go though when they organize something. (But they screwed it with Trump, one small detail forgotten).

6:15 One more kid, blond, long hair, about 10, came at the blanket looking distraught, kept looking in my direction for half minute or so then she left. I remember one day, maybe 5 years ago, i was outside at the car and a Japanese looking girl was walking through the alleys, calling "her little sister" or something.

6:23 We had it planned. Got this wet carpet cleaner years ago and wanted to do the carpet tomorrow (parts of it, or where we walk upon), i do it every summer during the hottest day (gotta go and buy detergent though, i was sure i had some). No i don't have pets, it's a coincidence. Yeah i know it was hotter last week but i was sick with my punctured toe. So far i took about 40 500mg amoxicillin and i might be just cleared.

 So this is all about with the show with the hypothetical lost kid they came up after my entry with Trump.

6:50 Went for another cigarette, about 7 kids of all ages came in the alley and the woman upstairs came home early.

6:53 I was planning to go and check for poops, 4 kids came and sat at the blanket. I'm going to the store.

9:20 The kids are yelling in the back for hours now. I think they are affected by the dog poop smell as .

11:20 We came home from a long trip. Have been constantly harassed basically by all drivers that came close. Not only with symbolic LPN but with maneuvers, some dangerous, some just bullying. Huge pickups driving too close behind.

I think i have an idea who was the driver who hit us from behind in August 2021.

Two persons, a tall guy and a short woman talking next to our balcony. Had to wait a lot for them to leave so i can go and check the bottles at the door throw the window.

Home. The SW bin, the remotest and close to the tiny park, poses the biggest problems. An open black bag on top of it in the highest point, needed the grabber. Several others, loose or insufficiently tightened. I gathered them all with the grabber and tucked them again under my last sack of garbage. I think there are in there between 10 and 15, in two days since they emptied the bin.

But it still smells, never finished checking the other bins and the lawn.

In the no dumping place a new mat and kids yelling at 11:15. Finally went quiet and i can go to see more.

12:45 Went to smoke a cigarette. In my peripheral sight something was moving. I turned my head and saw a raccoon, under the deck. Not as big as the other one, rather shy. Enough to raise my BP to the roof, while smoking and being vulnerable. I stepped towards and climbed the stairs and went inside for the camera. While on the deck i saw the other two, smaller, probably a family.

It took me less then a minute to adjust the camera (start the flash) however they were all gone and i knew it was not a good idea to follow them.

Got back inside and my eyes fell on the Walgreens sticker i put yesterday on a side of an (old) piece of furniture. An idea came to me. I came at the computer and pulled the Walgreens logo. First thing i saw, that is not  your standard calligraphy. it's got a ワin it. Or a ひ.

Then something crossed my mind. Could the initial in W's name actually stand for a 山?

1:15 Got it. If in Japanese 山 (Yama) stands for mountain, i know the link with gods Yama and Shiva (both gods of destruction and rebirth).

8:53 Got to gave them in Taxes.

9:52 24 hours after they emptied the bin. They threw in doggy bags, black and blue, some unknotted, some insufficiently knotted and it stinks like hell all the way to the apartment. I gathered them all using the grabbing tool and a stick and tucked them under a garbage sack.

9:57 Approximately 7 days after that needle got into my toe the toe is still red, sensitive and slow to heal though i see progress. I do get chills and hot flashes but less and less. The site of the vaccine is sore, 36 hours after. After a 3 miles walk yesterday (the second since) i believe toxin and bacteria got pumped from that finger throughout my body causing stifness in all areas that have been exposed to wi-fi and cell phone.

However i crave another walk. Mostly because of the smell.

But this is not new. Could i had a form of it before, something like chronic? (This was the reason i wanted a shot). I'm gonna look to see what other kinds of anti-bacterial shots they have.

The wi-fi affected areas are not healing period.

1:34 Don't know what was wrong with me yesterday. Too much heat and too much garbage smell? As i said i panicked and went to the nearest pharmacy with immunization shots and asked for a TT shot. I already said who the guy in attendance was. Then at 10 PM i just crashed. Angela kept telling me to do the dishes, whatever. But i just shut the AC and fell asleep. Slept 3 hours and woke with pain in the area of the injection. Deep, like inside the bone. Enough to keep me awake.

Like the last couple of times they took blood from my right arm. Had pain all along my right arm, hand, shoulder and underarm. Back then i got away after a week or so with antibiotic patches in painful areas.

The ironic part is my toe at the right foot with the puncture since July 3 looks for the first time normal (pain is gone, rudeness is gone, all pain is gone in my right foot). Found a guy resembling him but i'm not so sure yet.

2:48 I think i know what happened. There was some sort of smoke last night around here and i think it's coming back. I also started to feel the smell of dog waste. Lately they put them on top of the lids of the SW bin. Gotto go and check.

2:51 That was no smoke. It was the smell of a poop laid on redwood mulch (very rare, dogs usually like to go on grass). The antibacterial tannins from the redwood mutate the bacteria whatever from the poop faster than your body can adapt. Because the body needs resources, brain resources to fight that, the conscious or higher level functions of your brain are being kept on a minimum level (partly shut down) and prone to suggestion (trance like).

I am more positive about this guy though. Dick, the sexologist?

3:52 So it was the red band aid with W on it. For some reason (trance) i did not remove it when i came home. When i did, i did not feel anything. About half hour ago i realized the site of the puncture is painful and i applied an anbitiotic patch. Just by applying it i applied pressure on the infected tissue and started to have first hot flashes and then chills.

12:55 I saw some animal videos, one showing aggressive raccoons and remembered this. It was for the 4th of July. They found and brought in an aggressive one. All the raccoons i saw before were eating worms in the grass but this one came towards me. Almost caught me smoking, but i saw it first. Got instead a push pin needle in my leg, where it stayed for days. Don't know how i didn't feel pain. Most likely it was stuck in my slipper (warm, fuzzy materials) that i sometime leave at the door. Or in my shoe. In Lake Oswego i was once chased by two coyotes on the street.

6:45 I was too tired last night and knew it's useless cause they will bring some right away so i just put a mask on and went to sleep.

But this morning i was nauseated and went and checked and saw a heavy black bag next to a vent at the next building, among others. Some of the vents there are also clogged. But there's probably no one in there.

8:36 Today i was feeling weird, i panicked and went for a TT shot. It was 5 days or more after the incident. The pharmacist, a very fast moving guy told me it is never too late but he doesn't see any symptoms. I was thinking like more for the future, to avoid similar incidents.

I knew from past experiences they would trick me somehow and today it was no exception. The guy who gave me the shot (same pharmacist), put a rend band aid with the name W on my arm was no other than... As an attorney he should know better how many crimes he committed buy doing this.

But that does not in any way compare to what his father did at 911.

12:00 E magar... Și n-are maniera!

There are now 5 Lime scooters across the alley... 5 persons supposedly came and never left... 

8:30 After sleeping in the afternoon, when i wok up was having some sort of day dreaming hallucinations. I ate and then had a couple of drinks and was missing cigarettes. When Angela awoke i got in the car and went to the liquor store to get some. Just when i left Phil Collins was singing Coming in the air tonight.

Windshield was dusty though i hosed it yesterday and i was driving with the Sun in my eyes. In front of me a guy did some very weird maneuvers, making me nearly stop. Then when i looked in the mirror, i saw a Tualatin Police SUV behind me. I froze knowing i had a couple of drinks before. But he went the other way and i went and bought cigarettes.

Came back and first think when i got inside i noticed the smell of fresh mold. I remember in the morning i heard people in the building doing laundry, several times. I went i realized heavy mold smell was coming from the basement.

I went and looked and saw about half of the vents around the building were clogged, some completely cover with soil and red wood dust. I proceeded to unclog them. It was 95 degrees and the smell coming from there was unbearable. I was all perspired and dizzy and covered with red wood dust and soil from heat do toes.

I had a small round brush that i passed through as many squares in those nets, trying to push the stuff that gathered on the inner side as well.

Due to some weird design, the exhaust pipes for laundry in this building go through basement and some are leaking. I once fixed them but don't know what is the situation right now. The laundry vapor in the basement wets everything and then creates mold.

A couple of people, one with a dog, came to watch my back while i was with the head down to the ground. When i got back inside, some weird smoke started to surround the building, covering the nauseating mold and detergent parfume smell that was now coming from the just open vents.

5:08 Went and did the rounds, disposed of some bags. At the liquor store a bunch of Japanese people went in ahead of me. Once in the store, they started to speak... Chinese. Once back at the apartment, a van with open doors and building materials inside. It smells pretty much like inside Chinook Winds casino. My whole body is inflamed after being there last week for two days, hours at the time. So they just poured some salt of the wound, so to speak.

5:28 At 100 degrees outside, it was still smelling like dog poop. Went by the west bin and saw bags on the ground in positions impossible to pick. I came and took the claw. When i was coming back with the claw coiled like in thr image, a woman, prbably the one from Apt4 was advancing towards me covering her face from the Sun that was in my back, showing much suffering on her face. The woman upstairs is missing. Don't know if because i said the stairs are dangerous, most likely because of the heat. There's got to be more than 100 degrees upstairs. She probably went home.

6:00 Also at the one level apartment across, where the 4th of July party with balloons was and where also is living of the Japanese girls that do gymnastics in the backyard and shows with other kids every time i thought i saw the other day...

11:17 The weirdest thing just happened to me. A few days ago i put a piece of plastic foil under the left side of the balcony upstairs using pushpins, to prevent bird seeds from falling on the concrete slab. Birds and squirrels are then comming and make a mess bringing red dust mulch on the concrete and in the way of AC which blows the dust.

I think two of the pushpins broke and the nail like tips fell on the concrete. I did not bother to gather them and the next day i washed the slab with the hose anyways.

This morning when i woke up i noticed the fingers on my right foot, that are not black like the ones on the left were hurting more than usually (diabetes, wi-fi microwave damage) with shooting pains at times. The finger next to the toe became stiff and a bit swollen. It is not the first time this happened so i did not worry too much.

Then i noticed it was getting worse, i was limping, the whole foot became sensitive and i decided to put a patch with antibiotics. In a few hours the finger started to be less swollen, painful and stiff however it was still sensitive to the touch.

I asked Angela to come and look, more like i wanted to show her how smart i am and beat diabetes pains and other symptoms with antibiotic patches. However when she looked she saw... a pushpin tip that entered all the way or about 1 cm into my finger.

I vaguely remember i felt a bit of pain when i put my shoe on, maybe yesterday before we left.

Now i cleaned with alcohol, put some generic Neosporin in the hole and a band aid around the finger, and with the patch with Amoxicillin 2 inches away (lately i added one with 2x500 mg every day, in different areas of the body), i wait to see.

However, i started to feel chills.

I was telling Angela, how much luck is to get one of the broken two in my toe and not to feel a thing and then stay like this for days, walk, etc.?

11:38 I started to fill dog smell in the air. Every time i did today i found at least one open bag or one in the grass. How many times? More than five four sure.