6:53 AM I think i caught one of the guys who is living poop on the ground (next to the vents in the last few days, SE corner of the lawn today. I went outside exaclty when he was going inside and he passed the dumpster without throwing a bag. In the dumpster there was a very stinky bad since last night and they were two again in the SE corner. He is tall, Caucasian, dark hair, looks fit and he entered in the apartment in building E closest to the mailboxes.

7:20 Proof that some Japanese can look like Latinos.

2:20 PM Slept, awoke, went to check for poops. For some reason, above 80 degrees it does not smell that bad, could me some enzyme get activated at that temperature. Princess Mako was throwing in the balcony (with bleached legs). On the ground, some 10 ft away one big thick poop. Found two more further on the grass. Angela pulled the food from the oven and put some in plates and he started the thunderous black BMW.

2:25 The moment i put food in my mouth they started a siren. Then i realized i had the back door open, but there are no kids or anybody else. Then i remembered something.

In the illusory world of the ninja (there is nu plural or gender in Japanese), contradiction don't matter. They have in the balcony where sometimes kids gather 2 barbecues (one for me and one for Angela, to symbolically Auschwitz roast us i guess, i can't remember if i ever seen them using those). However, the same kids come around every time we come with groceries.

The hungry ghosts need more punishing. The BMW and the siren started for me a dysphagia episode. Ok i was lucky this time, drank some Pepsi and the food went down my esophagus and in the stomach after about 30 seconds of spasms, with not so much pain.

Was thinking earlier. With the money spent on an ice cream at the ice cream machine (unless is sent by some charity) you can buy enough meat to make a stake for one person. And now i hear the ice-cream van this time playing like in the last days, Lamabada.

More noise while eating (and searching for something caused me a second an a third one, however, drinking liquids helps in initial stages or if it does not last more than a minute).

Yeah another modified exhaust revving in the distance.

They are playing Lambada real loud here now, what difference would it make if i recorded it.


So we have the old Empress Michiko, the current one Masako, Princesses Kiko, Aiko, Kako, Hanako, Mikasa, Hisako, Akiko, Yohko and Tsuguko.

Ok so i was wrong. There is no princess Mako. The one showing here from time to time at Apt.4 supervising the feeding of the hungry ghosts was/is the empress herself (Masako). The one who gave me the lost wallet at Ilani on July 4th was Princess Kako. The one who spat towards us when eating at the beach in Lincoln City was Princess Tsuguko together with Princess Hisako.

In 94 i won the green card lottery. The reason i came here was i thought i was good with programming and this was the country of Microsoft and Central Point commander and Norton etc.

The only time i could find tickets at Tarom in 95 was for August 6 and we landed in New York in the same day and slept one night. Three more days on Greyhound and we got here in Portland on August 10. Soon there will be 30 years since the Imperial House of Japan started the Hungry Ghosts - Dracula project in Oregon. Watch your own backyard for ninja, Trump! (nobody really there).

I opened the windows and back door to take advantage of the temperature and low humidity today to finish drying the carpet. First there was cigarette smoke, now i feel a new poop and i can't go to search because Angela is sleeping.

3:52 Ok i fixed the signs at the door and went. Could not find anything, i was staring at the vents on the other side of the building, where the wind is blowing from and saw they were half covered with leaves, preventing the basement from ever drying (not that is so much wanted since there is loose insulation in there).

However when i bent and got real close to get the leaves i saw a number of fragments, maybe up to ten, no older than a day or two so well camouflaged in the wood chips they could not have been seen from a few meters away.

When i was bent two fit and tall guys came in my line of sight in front of the mailboxes with a large black pack reminding of a coffin and started unpacking that one in the alley. When i was walking towards the dumpster, a couple came from the right and he was a very tall and strong man, a bodybuilder maybe. Yes i think one of them bent when i looked.

I crossed the alley in front of the red-headed woman to throw the bag, look into the dumpsters, one of the guys unpacking that thing came next to me and looked at me. Then when i walked back towards the building i saw the strong man was turned into a more normal looking guy, same clothes, some dog and him with the woman (did not see them before around here) got into a car.

Bending and picking those fragments, i disturbed the redwood chips of which some have turned into really fine dust and now my face and throat are burning. Could it be that i finally have some time to smoke the first cigarette of the day?

5:27 Angela left and they brought in a new poop and i got sick and they brought in real Latino kids(maybe) that make a terrible noise (to prove the opposite, at Trump does with his tariffs). By the looks i think they are half Japanese from South America.

5:33 They just hit the window with a ball. I went and yelled at them to go to their places but they did not seem to understand but they stopped playing but did not leave. Angela came and is yelling at them from the parking lot. Now they left.