This week has been difficult

 I stayed in for most of the day. I did go to the library and took three limes and a book on excel home.  I love fresh squeezed fruit in my water, and they had plenty with their fresh produce they give out in the spring and summer for the community.  Lemon and lime water is best if left out in a jar on a sunny afternoon. Sunkissed.  

It's more refreshing than any flavor booster to me. I find most energy drinks are gross, and they get away with it!  I watched some YouTube videos about a high-class girl who had a brand with energy drinks. She also had a six pack. There is a limit on white when it comes to teeth, I think, dare I intrude? What can I say, my beauty is gone, dried up, and discarded. I never knew what to do with it anyway. Most people don't.

I didn't read today but cried, and I pet the cat, Mr. Keiko. I'm on my period, so I'm all tearful.  I saw another cat with a rabbit, what is life but truly death?

I need a hug.

Snap out of it!

I have 10 days until my quiz or test.  Since I have cognitive issues, I'll be busy. Next semester, as I go a class at a time, I have a literature class.  I'm not really good at anything but enjoy thinking. 

Lame, the same.  

Where is my brain?  

Billions of dollars to Musk where Tyson sees it's not for private companies and has many steps: It looks like expensive fireworks.. Also, to me, he's a terrorist

 They are the new gods and want to take over the world.  They don't think they need smart people and that people who make weird patterns are savants. They can't do basic math. They made Common Core to slow down the public even more.  Pedophile Gates tried to put sexual things to "market" Common Core. He is a sick man. And watch out for Diet Coke.  The retard kids are the only ones who can read and write and do basic arithmetic without a calculator. This means we all love the new gods so much.  We should think we're German but stop being Nazis.  It is a true waste of funds when they put us in regular school.  I mean, it'll save money when Placebo isn't needed.  Otherwise, American culture will be forever continuing to feed for Placebo's "Special Needs."  

The horror.

They are grabbing funding everywhere and are undermining national security.  COVID was a fundraiser, and they couldn't get the vaccine right.  

The corporations want profit.  We get endless wars... and endless bodies.  People like me are parasites.  You couldn't have just cured it? Not very Holy, not real angels.  We didn't vote for the new gods.  

Now we're out of missiles and still haven't won.  More bodies either way. I know they like to wait until we get out. Weaklings.  Our benefits are for suckers who join the army. Trump said to.  It's random.  

Think of the greater good, guys. Remember your station and unimportance. Tyson said they aren't exactly important. Look at them go after the science of people making real cures. I notice that they spend a lot of time on us, a whole religion and not being allowed to live our own lives. Station?  I might as well have one.  Cats think windows are televisions.  

Keiko won't take a baby bunny from Cali.  I made him a pussy, and even the bunny was like WTF.  Wild nature has to help the civilized in the US.  That's one assumption.

Top researchers consider leaving U.S. amid funding cuts: 'The science world is ending' - YouTube

Has SpaceX Done Anything NASA Hasn't?

Ashnikko - Worms (Official Music Video)

My station, give me back my money, bitches.  I'll fund sciences.  They like to fuck me so much.

Well, Lovecraft's "Dreams in a Witch House" highlights most of my experiences with schizophrenia... and they called it a failure. puff...

 Only ruins understand me! Lovecraft keeps the blood in my veins. 

Now I know why he's my favorite author.

He was schizophrenic.  

How many movies would work if the characters didn't do incredibly stupid things?...

Yes, let's go into an uncharted nebula because some babe with a funny head says she needs help, as her ship was wrecked there. She's not part of Starfleet.  He's never seen her species before either, a random alien from the universe.  

So sad.

Let's do it, the captain said.  

What a buddy.

Looney Tunes.

I woke Up and Fell Asleep

 I managed to get to the library for a few hours. I mostly read an old YA novel called Children of the Sun by Barabra Wood.  I can't relate as well, no more princes, but I enjoy her attention of the subject and how she writes.  It's like visiting an old friend. 

It made me laugh at the part where the main character tells the soldiers she is there to be with a ruling Lord to soothe his heart. I'm sure they laughed and made a prostitution joke, but the joke is opaque in the novel.  I got one, too. I guess even they had problems with that happening to young virgins and maidens who lose their heads, an "either/or" action.  Do you accept your little gift, Durov?  Durov is always down, and he'll impregnate them.  I'm a fan.  

Back here... Damn extremists. Cock blockers.  

Let it be purity--causes sickness, the measure of a man, the worth of a woman.

I played with a butterfly, a beautiful orange and black one or a strange leaf. Nature wears the best costumes.  After a few seconds, he flew off, never will we meet again, but we shared a moment.

Need to Wash My Shoes, the Rip-Off Pair

 I purchased a pair of shoes around Christmas. They were supposed to be machine washable, but they look horrible, and the woman in the bank asked me if I have another pair because her sister gave her a bunch. Not interested. I do. These are comfortable and if I think it's going to rain, they go on because they already show their sins. They do freshen up, but that is all. They do not wash off in the washing machine, they get dirty easily, and overall, have not aged well.

Like my face.

But I had fun outside.

I best not move to South Korea.   

I Went Into the Kitchen...

 I watched a program about models early today.  The woman at around 700 calories a day, and she was tall with blonde hair, naturally, blonde hair. She worked out to get killer abs but was weak, and this confused me.  Beauty is sometimes a curse.  I equate models as a sport due to all it takes.  

Well, I am fat. I got into trouble for going over the counter.  I was not blamed for a mishap today as I was gone learning about Virgil.  I'm just known to do it at night.  I decided to eat a bigger dinner so that there would be no need to snack.  I've lost control in this realm of life: my weight and appearance.  I don't have the social pressure I used to.

Belly doesn't look so good.

They say nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but this woman on TV enjoyed spending a day eating like a body builder, and he ate like her and far from satisfied. In the end, she consumed more calories than usual and perked up.  I hope she didn't puke.

And what an afterlife? Models don't make tons of money.  When they time out, there's no work for them. What do you become after a supermodel?  An old face to hate? A mother who pushed you too far? Guys who didn't love you after 30?   

I like potato chips with sour cream.  I like to sit on the couch, gross but comfy, and watch the "Carol Brunette Show."  Most TV sucks these days.  

And get off my lawn :P