When i passed the Bridgeport middle school i witnessed some sort of celebration, with up to ten classes with kids all on the baseball field, loud music, etc.. I think they were celebrating vacation.
Like always, been freed from noise and dog poop smell i started to think, and i put the ideas on the other blog.
3:45 On June 4th i posted... Are those Spanish immigrants? Maybe they want to make White House (Rose Garden) functional (again)?
4:00 I thought she vacated the apartment upstairs June 1st... She packed lots of stuff in her car and his truck never been here since two days before that... Yesterday i saw (heard) the woman at 4 again talking in her balcony and today she just came with a truck to pick some more stuff she left behind i guess...?
She is doing again a mysterious dance upstairs and i chocked badly on salad... Yes she intensifies stepping when i open my mouth to bite more of the salad. I think a piece of leaf got stuck in my throat...
4:15 After i re-posted a tiktok video showing a supposed California girl whispering to a bear in a wildlife refuge, and then the video with BeachBoys, now the coincidence.
4:30 Assassination attempt, ninja style. Angela went at the garden to pick whatever. Today it was for the first time salad, radishes. Somebody made a cut about two feet long in one of the shades and that was the distraction.
Angela casually grabbed an Amazon bubble envelope from the car to put the salad that started to grow too dense in (a mix of arugula, lettuce, etc..). Inside the bag they were some piece of clear plastic (garbage) from unwrapping a supplement bottle, and one from cutting the edge of the plastic wrap of an English cucumber (which i did today).
It was me who cut the many salad components (onion, cucumber, tomatoes, green salad, etc..) and Angela who first saw the pieces of plastic mixed in the salad and then me who choked on a leaf. (i hope). She upstairs was here, first time after almost two weeks) "by chance", to take the credit (the weird, mesmerizing steps).
