1:15 AM After i went outside to deal with that bucket that BTW was brittle and it broke when accidentally i dropped it right near the dumpster (went later with a broom and dustpan and picked up whatever spilled on the concrete in front of it) and a smell of pickled plant roots came out of it, i came back and after being outside for 5 minutes, i realized inside was smelling the same way. We started the ozone and left for Spirit Mountain.

Needless to say, numerous things happened on the road, with bullies and symbolic LPN, all related to what i just posted.

Many bullies starting with the parking lot there, including blinding lights etc..

I remember last thing i've done when i left was of course searching for my keys. And here comes the interesting part. This door does not closes without the keys. For some reason the door latch never gets inside its place and if i don't turn the key, the door stays open. Then i went in the back and checked the two plastic bottles attached to the door and hanging by a coat hanger. Those bottles turn every time i close the door into a different position so when i come back i know if somebody was inside.

However. When we got back home the bottles where off (not too much) from the initial position and the door was half inch open as if i did not turn that key.

I remember i went on the patio and looked through the glass door/window and it took a while until those bottles stopped moving, as if they were not all the way up (or door closed) but so they did last time. So i don't know what to say.

It matches what i posted last, about Maxwell's demon opening and closing the door and letting fast molecules move one way and slow ones the other.

When i went at the PC i saw a message in myLegacy. He prescribed me the insulin and ordered an A1C test, a metabolic panel and a urine test for kidney damage which got me worried since he did not do it when i first saw him or ever.

Luckily i had some test strips at home. The only thing that came abnormal (positive) is the glucose level. Dark brown.

I strongly believe it's got something to do with that smell that created nose congestion while i was sleeping through the morning and made me breath less (oxygen to metabolize the sugar).

Talking about brittle. After using the dentures i made for almost two weeks (and bragging about in an email) today when i was about to leave i wrapped them in a paper towel to take them with me. However, while wrapping it, they broke. Not when i ate with them earlier and i ate lots of very tough tortillas and corn flakes these day.

But they did not break into one place. They kept breaking as i tried ti check the elasticity like they depolymerized or something. Got one more pair, but again the stink really bad. I tried to boil them, good thing the color changed to more light, they were kinda dark anyways, but they still stink. I put them in a jar with rubbing alcohol at the bottom to see what happens.

I was telling Angela. Materials cost about 3 dollars for one piece. However the problem is they kept releasing chemicals (until they break?).

Looking for alternatives.

5:45 Was telling Angela two days ago i was feeling some yeast like smell coming from outside, depending on wind's direction and that was the bucket i found. Right now there is also some unidentified smell that chokes me but i'm too tired to go check.

Ok just figured what it is. I spent some room in the smoking area at Spirit Mountain (why does it have to be so much smoke in there) and now my clothes and hair (little that i have) smell like it and i'm too tired to go take a shower. Maybe i could fall asleep like this and do it tomorrow...

11:50 Slept 7 to 11  and one more hour before that (in two pieces, at the computer). My hands and face are irritated, probably from the dust falling from the paint loaded with SO2 from ceiling due to vibration at construction site, walking upstairs.

12:40 There was a bit of a smell of (American) stove like when you first start the burner and there is a bit of oil on it mixed with smell from ceiling (space between ceiling and floor upstairs) or walls (due to machines at the construction site) and irritating hot pepper burnt in oil etc., got my nose congested and breath hard through the nose cause my mouse is clenched with disgust from what i see in the news, pains from irritating dust from ceiling and redwood dust outside.

I opened the door to smell outside and i looked towards the pyramid on the construction site and what i first saw was a ninja guy dressed in neon vest that was bending butt up all the way to the ground, like in this yoga pose. In that same instant an ambulance started to wane. I know when i see this i get, hours later, all kinda intestinal blockages, abdominal pains, shortness of breath, chest discomfort etc.. 

12:55 Made some herbal tea, went to kitchen area to grab that, a very loud exhaust started when i took a sip.

3:00 I believe in this (prophetic) song they used the Arabic term Bismillah because it was the only way without creating a big scandal but i think they were aiming at the merciless Dominicans/Inquisition/KKK whatever who were/still are hellbent to bring in the Apocalypse or doing the work of God as the only way the second coming could happen.

3:22 It's Friday. Angela has one night free at 7 Feathers in Southern Oregon (near the border with California) Sunday night so i have to sleep these days to be able to drive the 200 miles so i took a Zyrtec but that usually works (making me very sleepy about 24 hours from now). However after eating something right now (Michelina) i feel sleepy already and wanted to go to bed (Angela is coming in about 5 minutes from her 10 hour work day) and instead he came back upstairs for the weekend and started.

8:13 Today i noticed an extra amount of smell from the space between ceiling and floor upstairs coming from the area where i have a filter that blows towards ceiling. I stopped the filter, and then i fell asleep. I woke about an hour ago and he upstairs is marching on his floor like crazy and that smell intensified though the filter was stopped.

So i remembered i recently fixed some hair size holes in the ceiling in that area (not like wormholes i just wrote about). And i checked and i found at least one which i plugged with a tiny amount of gypsum. I know from experience that if there is one there are more, wait for him to see in what areas he keeps walking.

This is the first consequence of finding the door open yesterday. Trouble is the insulin pens i have in the fridge have a self healing rubber at one end that gets pierced every time i do a shot.

9:25 Went to smoke. The door at the balcony upstairs is semi-open, possibly to collect any trace o smoke (victimizing). Possible other doors open at other apartments, is hard to figure because the screens slide too. I was 30 ft away from any building. During the last couple of weekends he was smoking upstairs inside.

I was thinking what this obvious abbreviation could possible stand for and came up with an idea. Came back inside and checked with google translate.

9:50 In Romania we have a saying. Cuckoo calls its own name (Cucu-și cântă numele).

10:00 Found another hole, nail size, on top of where i got the computer.