1:30 AM Exact de ce mă temeam. Tipul amintește de Glen Frey când era tânăr. Tot set-up-ul amintește de video-ul postat de mine (o stradă între clădiri înalte).
Ei fac asta de mult și nu se vor opri fiindcă spun eu pe aici. Știri fake despre evenimente fake pentru a spăla creierele în legătură cu o știre reală. Se vor opri atunci când nu o vor mai putea-o face (imposibil) sau când nu voi mai posta eu.
Dar dacă eu nu aș mai posta începând de azi, vor trece luni de zile până când vor termina spălarea pe creier în legătură cu tot ce am postat ani de zile.
Majoritatea știrilor lor sunt fake sau despre evenimente fake. În realitate nu se întâmplă mai nimic în lume, în afară de fotbal, cumetrii și hoții dar hoția reală este făcută în mod liniștit.


1:50 There is an announcement on the building saying tomorrow they will fix the concrete path next to stairs (i think cause it is cracked) (and will work till Thursday). They did something similar at the building C a couple of weeks ago.
10:30 I slept enough. Read the news.
I am again puzzled by the cultural interpretations of my perceived actions. Merely announcement, Needing to inform people of what's going on (my side of the story) does not mean i am lamenting. Yes it is true, it sounds like it, most of it is sad (sorry about that) and am not happy with it either.
I was still daylight when i got at Lincoln City yesterday. In the last intersection (the Dollar Tree Plaza), a dangerous place with no visible markings, a woman coming from right in a gray car (least visible, most dangerous color) cut in front of me (most accidents happen at the beginning and end of a trip) but i saw her early and hit the brakes.
When she passed me i took a good look and she transition from being scared to laughing and i thought she looked sexy, reminding me of...
Right behind her there was a car driven by a Japanese guy with moustache trying to resemble a Mexican was was smirking over the whole situation and i gave him the finger.
Angela pulled some money from cards, made some of it back and we had to stop at a US Bank ATM here in Tualatin after 11 and there was a gray/tan car with California LPN number in front of the ATM that was just sitting idling the engine there before during and after we left but did not see who was in it. I have a feeling it was the same car. Anybody drove yesterday from California and back? There are about 700 miles to San Francisco, i done that once or several times actually but was exhausted.
Yesterday i smoked (and drank) too much, they were people bending. I tried to eat a burger in the food court sitting at table under the escalator (Angela is dieting when in casinos), they were very noisy deep bass slot machines, one guy was sweeping the floor at the gift shop (which always triggers a weird esophageal reflex), other people were laughing on demand near me, was lucky enough to have brought soda with me at the table, so i was sipping soda to help my food go down, but almost chocked a few times.
Yes i washed my hands prior to that (but i think i also touched the escalator moving rails right after) and like Saturday night after Indian Head i had severe diarrhea within the hour. During my trip back here had chest discomfort, the combined action of all of the above, i took some soda, got better, but today i again feel like i smoked too much.
When they started cutting the concrete under window i had to put some industrial mufflers on my ears and because of it i started to hear my own heart and for some reason it does not sound happy to me.
11:05 A murit Florian Lungu, un tip de care sincer nu am auzit. Vocea emblematicâ a jazz-ului românesc care de fapt era instrumentist. O curiozitate în timpul comunismului, un jaz timid, clinic pe care eu îl consideram un fel de snobism puțin subversiv.
Aproape nimeni nu mai ascultă
În Europa Candy Dulfer e un fenomenâ deosebit, A fost crescută cu saxofonul, pe care l-a adus la nivel expert și după lansarea ei de către David Steart în celebrul Lily was here, în prezent animatorul grupului Eurithmics, și-a creat propria ei formație și stil dar nici ea nu este jazz pur ci o combinație. La fel, sună puțin clinic pentru ascultătorul dedat cu muzica americană.
11:18 A heavy duty profound pneumatic hammer started outside so i will stop here.
11:30 They are cutting and replacing a several feet piece of the concrete which had a crack in the middle, something that puzzles the engineer out of me. The concrete itself is wetted but dust is coming out of the building. Should have been ready to leave, by the time i am dressed and at the door they would be probably finished.
4:45 PM Why do i feel like crying all the time. First it must be some concrete dust in the air that creates a hard to pinpoint whole body pain. Went with Angela at WinCo. A tall sumo wrestler was folloing me as i entered the store all the way to the first isle. At every bay i went people got there seconds before me. All moving and acting within the paramenters of shopping which would not shock the casual viewer but bery unlikley to me. The feel that i went there to buy goceries and everybody else for the purpose of acting. When we came back at the exit ramp a car was stationed there flashing all yellow lamps making me think i wait in line while we were arguing about who has more memory loss. I take it as a coincidence with stationary waves i just wrote about on the other blog. After two cycles of the lights i had to pass it.
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