9:09 PM With these guys you never know what they're up to until something happens.

Was that yesterday? They creaked the floor for hours in the morning and then they switched to a less energy consuming mode. They started the base. It was then when i decided we should leave, cause when they start it lasts an average of about 4 hours. But this time i was determined to go to the office in my way out.

I mean, it was not during quiet hours, but one should be able to use his/her apartment during the day, right? Not being forced to leave? Having to wear earplugs?

However i said that aloud and a woman came down the stairs and left, breaking the 4 hours base habit. How could i go to the office and complain if nobody was upstairs anymore?

Since we were dressed and the place was smelling like wall air because of the base, we left, at Spirit Mountain they were acting again. Every time i passed someone playing, someone would turn their head or literally get in between, so everybody was protected as seen on the one thousand cameras on the ceiling and that repeated 1000 times.

I saw people other than fake Mexicans. I saw real Mexicans, country side Mexicans, short, fat and older and probably rich Mexicans, who made it in the US, with their own farms where probably other Mexicans, young, thin and undocumented Mexicans work. I saw fat white people looking of German descent, all looking kinda mad only to see me.

I spent lots of time in the car with my feet on the dashboard and at the end of the day i was ok, minus 500 buck Angela lost. I told her, you can only win if they want to but she does not believe me. The older fat Mexican would pass giving me disgusted looks.

One weird scene at the casino. I went outside to smoke, and one skinny short older woman with long grayish hair and long feathers in her hair came and asked me to go with her to buy something because her card would not work? Something about "elders' buffet". And then a security woman with big big butt came and chased her away.

Friday night i slept what, 4 hours, Saturday 5 and last night at 3 i was still awake and afraid i could not fall asleep, thinking.. What would happen with me if i cannot sleep and end up again in the nut house? Who would take care of my wound, the way i do, mixing ground Augmentin with Silvadene and taking Augmentin orally when i start having he chills?

The wound is one week away from closing completely but the skin next to it is still infected and has bumps hard to the touch.

But i finally fell asleep. Then after 3 hours, when Angela left, i did my wound and came in the bedroom and someone upstairs kept awakening me. I must have fallen asleep what, one hundred times today? And he/she/it is still upstairs right now doing the same thing. Why would one walk all day in the small 10x10 bedroom which also has a bed in it?

About half hour ago i went to do the wound and saw some blue areas around it, which is sign of poor circulation. Is this floor creaking thing, obviously (to me) done with AI and/or robots in the rhythm of my brain waves shutting the peripheral circulation? I laid most of the day in bed with my legs elevated and still have poor circulation there?

But before i did the wound or when i first wanted to. A pickup with a tank of water and noisy pump came again to do the sewer behind mailboxes, two weeks after they done it, and  how many times this year and last? It was around 6 PM or out of normal work day. Aerosolizing bacteria? So i postponed wound packing by about an hour.

The stinky cat was on the balcony, it smells like dog s...t outside and the crazy woman at 4 is again talking aloud on the phone in the balcony.

9:39 Ok she upstairs and the woman at 4 of course both stopped (it will be for a while) when i posted this.

9:49 I was thinking to post about the Indian at American Market store near the Spirit Mountain casino and she started again. I will do it anyways. I think it is still in the Grand Ronde area. One Indian, blond, with face kinda red but looking European (probably of mixed French or other European descent) came, grabbed a gallon of milk, smiled at me and left. He was probably having a tab or something.

10:20 Ok she was quiet until now. She jumped from a fixed position (right on top of my head and made a few steps when some "offensive" brain waves were detected.

11:40 Depending of what i'm doing or reading, she upstairs is still creaking the floor.