There was a chocking smoke inside and outside that make me leave in a hurry. I passed by, stepped back and picked a huge one not far from windows. However i ignored a few others by my truck. I removed most of the leaves in the truck bed by hand and i started to feel the smell of poop. Apparently i stepped into a big one. I went back inside and washed the soles of my fur boots with a tooth brush.
Walked back through the back yard and looked at my both boots right before i climbed in the truck and did not see anything.
I went to KIA. The parts and service lounge was full of kids (toddlers) like it was a damn kindergarten in there. One was crawling in four by my feet. Got my 4 bottles in a box and left. I tried to find a tobacco store i knew near Watson and Farmington to buy some NAT's cigarettes, found another one that did not have it.
Came back and went to Walmart. Parked in front of the 4 Armed Forces recruiting centers. A very sexy woman got out of a vehicle and started to walk in front of me. She went parallel with me but she stopped at customer service.
At the Pharmacy i tried to return the box with 100 diabetes needles of the wrong size (8 mm). They say they do not receive back prescriptions but will talk to the doctor to correct the prescription. Ended with the box with 100 needles worth some 90 dollars pai d for by insurance, to dispose of it.
Went back in the lot and almost got hit when backing up by a fast moving vehicle. I tried to look at his face, he was looking the other way every time i turned my head to see him. Blond, in his late 20s, a moustache maybe.
Earlier (before i left) went to smoke a cigarette, the woman from D7 came with one her dogs from somewhere.
I could not find a visitor spot except one next to the office. It is Friday so i really did not want to end up parking at Meridian close to street so i just parked there. Was walking back to the apartment and not far from mailboxes i stopped to take a picture of the numerous trees around our building with nice colored leaves. From the alley on the left came down the same woman in her SUV and stopped to wait for me.
Last night i did not shut the blinds completely and saw her staring at our bedroom window from about 6-10 ft distance. There is not one single time i go outside not to meet with her. By boots still smell, at some point after i washed by boots must have stepped into another, smaller one i did not see.
At the Pharmacy i tried to return the box with 100 diabetes needles of the wrong size (8 mm). They say they do not receive back prescriptions but will talk to the doctor to correct the prescription. Ended with the box with 100 needles worth some 90 dollars pai d for by insurance, to dispose of it.
Went back in the lot and almost got hit when backing up by a fast moving vehicle. I tried to look at his face, he was looking the other way every time i turned my head to see him. Blond, in his late 20s, a moustache maybe.
Earlier (before i left) went to smoke a cigarette, the woman from D7 came with one her dogs from somewhere.
I could not find a visitor spot except one next to the office. It is Friday so i really did not want to end up parking at Meridian close to street so i just parked there. Was walking back to the apartment and not far from mailboxes i stopped to take a picture of the numerous trees around our building with nice colored leaves. From the alley on the left came down the same woman in her SUV and stopped to wait for me.
Last night i did not shut the blinds completely and saw her staring at our bedroom window from about 6-10 ft distance. There is not one single time i go outside not to meet with her. By boots still smell, at some point after i washed by boots must have stepped into another, smaller one i did not see.
2:05 I opened the door to go at the locker where i have an item. A kids stepped out of D5 followed by a "Mexican".
11:50 Last song i heard in the car. Is the bus in the video running a red light?
11:50 Last song i heard in the car. Is the bus in the video running a red light?
12:00 Another one heard earlier. Peter Cetera, most forgotten glorious voice of band Chicago. Glory of Love (1986). At first it seemed a bit confusing to see images of the pupil and the master together on these verses but it all clarifies towards the end. However for some reason it reminds me of the sound of We are the World, released one year earlier also heard again tonight.
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