9:35 It is about time she leaves the building and the noise intensifies. Just dropped some heavy object on top of me. Being Monday or the day after going to casinos and exposed to 80 dB sound for hours, she cannot really catch my attention so she just dropped something heavy making a noise in the range of more than 100. Now she shut the door.
Earlier i went to the kitchen to make my omelet and she came above, stepping on me, though she was supposed to leave soon.
It's always the same routine with small adjustments to fit (sync) with my moves or thoughts.
9:57 It is more than 20 minutes since she dropped that thing and my brain is still vibrating and probably will all day long. No i don't feel like eating anymore.
10:28 Trying to put my thoughts, morning, life back together after she rang my bell. The news routine.
One of the most common daily patterns of the market i've seen so far, probably more than half days. It drops really sharp early and then starts climbing back and by the time i wake up it reaches a peak. How low was today, more than 2%? Why do i kept posting about market? Everybody's got 401k, most have Tesla and onter Ponzi schemes in their portfolio.
10:43 Still ringing my bell. Two different dogs (with two different owners, a short Asian woman and a white male) barking at each other (competing) on the lawn while i haven't finished eating (had an idea, came to write it down).
9:20 The sync thunderous entry point. When Angela started to sauté the onion for a vegetables soup.
While i was peeling the potatoes (yes with my Vegas peeler) i was thinking. I was very good at the mime game (charades) in college. Could figure everything within 30 seconds. Especially when i had partner one of my 5 roommates (i guess third year), the always smiling Mișu Găină (who looked just like Tom Cruise before he got his teeth done). Other roommates. The guy from Gumbay dance band. Charlie. Tom Petty carrying his bicycle in the room. Etc..
Probably could never play it with distractingly sexy models, especially after 20 years of... daydreaming.
(Would also probably get a heart attach if i came too close to them (A true Freudian slip i guess)).
10:35 Upstairs she started when i was eating and reading the news.
The echoes... Spin, Spun (to say in Romanian).
BTW Trump's daydream of the week.
12:25 AM 1st. Yeah i was right. That hit in the floor this morning lasted all day and goes into today. All my neurotransmitters are scrambled even after i slept a couple of hours in the evening. Half inch of grapefruit juice in two huge cups (half litter) and i did not realize and my stomach was so full i almost pucked.
