9:17 As a form of nullifying what i wrote recently (erasing information), for other reasons, they brought a couple of dogs in the apartment above the one with the monster. Where in the past there was a huge German Shepherd. The German Shepherd was only watching me passing, these two, smaller, are barking when i pass and when i write, like they hear the sound of my keyboard.
9:30 Știri semantice contradictorii. Psyche. Așa zise știri educaționale, pe dos. Exploatarea golurilor (de lingvistică). Apropo, de ce în română se folosește cuvântul gol pentru marcare? Da știu vine din engleză dar acolo este goal și înseamnă țintă sau poartă.
9:45 What is the reason people (with dogs) get close to other people, other than being friends?
2:10 I once said i am being continuously pranked for 30 years. Today i came to better understand it. It is not the American prank culture. Japanese pranks are really mean. The walking upstairs. Anybody remembers the story with the floor that bent under my chair and i fell to the floor at Spirit Mountain? Minute 6:52. The needle in my shoes? Driving behind a rusty towing truck? Radiation from my laptop? Michi dressed in black walking away from me yesterday and getting into a black Mustang?
3:20 Went to check the bins. Nothing yet at the SW bin. Just some big pieces of furniture next to it.
There could be one at the W bin but the veteran's wife was there, on the other side of the alley, pointing her phone at me. Every time she shows up, trouble follows. (Though she comes to smoke and sits on the curb, she only shows once a week or a month which means she's not here most of the time). One fat Japanese woman threw a sac on top of the lid (instead of going and opening the gate and throwing into the bin).
Two in the N bin, old, crushed and broken, "stuck at the bottom, did not fell into the garbage truck". Hoping they will be covered with garbage sacks, maybe today.
Kids running in circles in front of her on bicycles, getting really close to me. One of them was the brown girl who walks exactly like the one with red painted head in the video i posted earlier today.
I really don't understand how come at times there are cars passing in the alley like one car every minute for half hour at the time (usually when i work at the car) and times like now when it's just kids yelling and on bicycles.
Technically they should not pedaling on bicycles on an alley open for public traffic. Yelling for hours means they are not supervised.
4:53 This is the sound of kids thrown to the ground in the spot next to my car, playing with a dog. Today they reached unprecedent level. No cars are passing, just kids yelling like crazy. The yells are somehow synched to my brain waves.
