Today

Went outside for real this time.

But once again I’m woken up at 3am to run out of cigarettes. Which I did at 6am and they’re bragging to me it has to be at 6am before other people wake up on a Labor Day weekend. 

I know why they won’t let me sleep but it should be against the law to hold my brain hostage! And hooked up to an IT program?

At 6am it was light outside so that wasn’t the scary part. The Baby Poop house has a Sold Sign and it only took a week. I noticed that the Blue House that I put on this blog is still for sale.

“They” those I can hear 24/7 say that the owner thinks I jinxed them but I think it’s more an asking price war with comparables. I like it for the workmanship. 

I saw someone well dressed pushing a shopping cart with their possessions “They’re cleaner than you!” As if I’m going to trade places!

I have canned noise so they can talk to me in whatever voice they want so I didn’t hear the footsteps of someone behind me that wanted to pass. I walk around people like they did. Quit telling me I’m in the way!

I get across the 2 streets (my feet were run over so it’s always a threat) and The Hope Center for homeless men (probably those raping me… wouldn’t know) passed me, got out of the truck with their reverse lights on. Hoodie code for back off. 

No! I’m a tortured homeowner!

I ignore and shop and back outside. Nothing until I get back in the neighborhood. A white car lets a girl out, she walks in front of the Back Construction van and poses like a cat curling her back and flexing it with her butt out. I’m walking towards her and the white car is still within jump in distance. 

Now what. She walks to the corner annoyed and I guess they told her to just continue towards me. I’m not backing down. 

My guess was a hooker druggie. We have many here. The car followed her walking past me. I don’t turn around. 

My day is done by 8am.

Right now I’m testing recorded noise to my electricity everyone is hacked into. I dug out my TENS unit batteries. Lot 2019 but the AAs and AAAs I have have the 10 year expiration date. The last time I changed my batteries they put a comic in the newspaper laughing at their success in having me change my batteries.

It’s 10pm. Every time I doze off they start talking about licking pussy because they’re beasts. They’re gross. AND I’m not on your payroll ASSHOLES!