My cat is addicted to my nicotine fingers. How weird is that? He always did eat non-foodstuffs…bedspreads, sweaters, really random stuff…a vet said it could be Pica. I refuse to put him on OCD meds though. I find it kind of endearing that he’s so strange. Rather than strange, I think of him as perfectly unique. Well, it’s time for his next nicotine feeding. He’s sitting at my feet waiting for his treat.
I hate threats. It makes me get all agitated and uncomfortable. Anyway, the woman in condo d, had her stuff gone through by the repairman. At least that’s what she suspects. All her boxes were in the storage closet in the hall. So I ask her, is that all your stuff? She says yes, that’s what happens when you have your own business. Meanwhile, I thought she worked at JC Penny. So my dad passes her and being all naive greets her kindly. She says, oh, me and Mary talk all the time. Some bullshit lie. So she goes on to tell me after my dad and cousin leave how she’s going through her daughter’s college planner taking out anything that might identify her.
Hmmm, college at Delray medical center?
I am pretty angry. With my psychristrist and mother putting me in there and with their assanine staff that allowed a girl with aids to be amongst the general population when she had a brutality streak. You know really, I try to abide by the rules, but when rules such as no violence at the hospital are only made for a select few that is unfair. I am tired of being hit and not hitting back. Oh and she had the nerve to say, “God is forgiving.” She will be judged harshly I’m sure.
My first would be to find and have TRUE love. A man that loves me more than the stars, moon, and universe and I feel the same about him!
My second wish would be for good health for me, my love, and my family.
My third wish would be for world peace. We are are destroying each other for petty purposes. It makes me sad.
“Whatever may have happened to the original shoes, everyone remembered them as beautiful, even stunning. Well-fashioned name-brand imitations were always available and never went out of style for very long. The shoes or their replicas, with their suggestion of residual magic, cropped up at so many public ceremonies that, like the relics of saints, they began to multiply to fill the need.”
For my impeccable taste in music. Thank you so much for adding melody, harmony, and rhythm to my life! You have no idea how much I appreciate you and your timeless gift.
Can you see a link between relationships and plate tectonics?