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Unmentioned Highlights From Previous Quarter

Not much I can really recall or consider worthy of mention, outside of a recent decision to boycott ''Pepsico'' brands after their horrendous ''Pepsi Max'' SuperBowl commercial which yet again played the whole ''Domestic Violence is okay, as long as it's a *MAN* being assaulted & abused'' card, and again using AfricAmericans to spotlight... this time running with the ''angry black woman'' theme, whereupon her jealousy of ''the white woman'' causes her to miss her husband's/boyfriend's head with a thrown soda can and instead smack the blonde in the head when he ducks the projectile. This was right on a par with the little black boy slapping and ''fingering'' her mother's date for helping himself to a ''Dorito'' -- another ''Pepsico'' product. So the boycott (even if I'm the only one engaging in it) will affect all PepsiCola & related soda pop products, their ''sports drinks'' (''All Sport''; ''Gatorade''), chips & snacks ('Frito-Lay'), juice line ('Tropicana') -- I'd completely forgotten about their ownership of ''Quaker Oats'' before I'd inadvertently purchased several additional boxes of their instant oats yesterday (see reference to ''grocery shopping'' in the initial journal entry for this season below).


March 10, 2011 (Thursday)
03:40, Hawaii Standard Time.

Almost completely over the flu infection I'd contracted last week Wednesday, which greatly interfered with my attempts to re-establish my  ''GoogleTube''  presence with the revised video projects which I'd managed to reclaim from '''Saley'Motion.''

Went grocery shopping yesterday afternoon, and again had a gripe session with another of the staff workers who, during the conversation, said that he had been hearing numerous complaint from others (thank God I'm not alone) about the same concerns re: ''unstocking'' of products and/or product lines which had been well established favorite items of many shoppers. What made his remark even more telling is that he said he'd only been working for the store just approaching ONE MONTH, and he's hearing the many complaints. Before too long, it may very well be that I'll be doing the bulk of my grocery shopping elsewhere, with one of our ''locally owned & operated'' grocery chains.

Also reaching my breaking point with this ''loud moaner/yawner'' or whatever the phuk he's on from what I've finally managed to verify just a couple of minutes ago  (roughly 02:20, just as I'm typing this modified sentence)  that after months of deeply held suspicion (until very recently when I'd begun having a few doubts) the irritating obnoxious noise is coming from the apartment right next door to mine, to the immediate north!

Having had enough as he'd yet again disrupted another of my recording sessions with his loudmouth antics, I'd tried to position myself outside of the door of the apartment below his last night, hoping I'd hear him sounding-off again, so that he could be tracked down, but of course nothing happened during that length of time before I'd given up for the time being. Then, as a result of my fraying frustration regarding this bullshark, I'd responded by recording an entirely different video commentary from the one he'd disrupted -- this time the theme of the commentary focused not only on his obnoxious behavior but it also served as a condemnation of his ''immediate neighbors'' who after MONTHS of his doing this bullshxt somewhere around a dozen times EVERY STINKING DOG-DAMNED DAY, literally at *ALL* HOURS OF THE DAY & NIGHT still refused to do anything (whether through ''Police'' or ''management'' intervention) to get this shxt curtailed!

And lo and behold, it would turn out that I'd be identified as one of those ''neighbors'' I'd just condemned! Fxcking embarrassing and humiliating, but it was only because I'd gotten so fed up that I'd ran to and leaned my body out of the window as quickly as possible the next time he'd started up, then immediately afterward stuck my head next to his door before I'd finally gotten my confirmation. The absolute worst part of this all is that he lives with a woman who does not bother to ''check'' him on this behavior... not even when he's being mocked and shouted back at for his being an irritating fxcking nuisance -- which again only I'm the one who's been doing in response prior to this confirmation.

I've gotten what ''may'' be a bit of a boost from the security patrol officer, whom I'd stopped as he was passing through the hallway just a little over a half-hour ago as I'm typing this (approximately 02:40 or so) and explained the situation to him. From what he'd told me, it would seem that some other(s?) had likewise informed the resident manager of the next door apartment relating to this problem and asked the security staff to periodically check by that door for any noises... but since this guy acts out at all odd hours randomly throughout the days & nights, it means it's not likely he'd ever be caught by security, hence nothing would ever get done to alleviate the problem. So I'd told the security guard to inform the resident manager that if somebody ''within the system'' would not talk to this bxstard and get this situation straightened out, then I'd have little choice but to call in somebody from ''without'' the system (i.e., police) to try to rectify the problem.

March 14 - 20, 2011 (Monday-Sunday)
''Full Week in Review''

By Monday it seemed as if I was on the last leg of whatever was ailing me, but by Tuesday I'd gotten struck again, though not certain if by the same ailment or something altogether different (the ''1st wave" consisted of mostly coughing; the "2nd round" mostly of sneezing -- though I'd experienced plenty of both).

As far as my "mental" health goes, it was beginning to seem as if my gripe last Thursday was having some positive effect. For almost the entirety of that past weekend the disrespectful irritant in the next-door apartment seemed to have gotten the message (the assumption being that the resident manager finally had a word with him), but gradually throughout the week that infuriating asswipe kept ''testing the waters'' at infrequent periods and at various (and often increasing) decibels either to see how far he could take his obnoxious habit or how quickly he could re-establish himself as a major pain in the ass after having tossed everyone a brief ''hush puppy'' from his annoying antics. So this afternoon / early evening (Sunday) I'd restated my frustrations with one of the security personnel (who keeps [falsely] claiming that they cannot knock on his door & instruct him to turn it off unless they actually hear him for themselves -- which has not happened in months and which is likely never going to happen because of the haphazardness of the outbursts) and a short time later with the resident manager: the latter of whom saying that he'd ''talk to'' the nuisance again tomorrow (Monday). On top of the res-mgr's ''assurances,'' I'd also felt compelled to make the decision to document each & every time this annoying fxck bellowed out his garbage.

Just a day or so ago, I'd learned, to my horror, that the first hour of my interview with my mother (which I'd thought I'd successfully reclaimed from ''DailySuckass'') was lost (due to damaged download error)... and since I'd deleted the uploaded file immediately after the download process, the only way it can have any possibility of being reclaimed is by spending the outlandishly ridiculous sum to try to rescue it from the damaged hard drive. (And this after I'd had some very nostalgic reminiscences with my father after I'd called him.)

May 6 - 8, 2011 (Friday-Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Began experiencing attacks of vertigo beginning Thursday morning and still lasting up to most recently, the difference this time being that the condition hits only during the phase when I'm being roused from sleep and only while still lying down: no attacks whatsoever while standing or moving about normally.

Yet another online "friend" has declared having a long-distance crush on me, despite my ascerbic presentation of my video-hosting persona. I'm flattered, and would be more-so were it not for the fact that she is so much younger. Turns out she lives in my birth state of New Jersey, though she did not mention which city/town.

Saturday night found me finally learning how to install & use  Japanese script  on the  Win-PC -- which now brings me only a few tiny steps away from abandoning  Apple ''Macin-Trash''  altogether... because this was the one major key which I'd used to rationalize my continued usage of ''Mac'' OS! Now that this is no longer a logical restraint, I'm seeing no real reason to continue wasting my time with something which is literally making me depressed each & every time it's accessed... especially now that I'd trashed the  ''G4'' -- which I'd destroyed & postponed making any mention of sometime early last month, because after repeatedly engaging in endless battle with an uncooperative optical drive (especially so the operating software packages could be reloaded onto it) it had now decided to 'eff' with me to the next level by its stubborn refusal to 'start-up' properly. I'd stripped the ''G4'' down, partially to get a sense of how its internal parts were configured, but mainly to extract & retain the hard drive for possible alternative usage (perhaps not with the Win-PC though, as the one in the Mac was of a different connector-port style). So as a result of having flushed yet another $1,000+ for another shxt  ''iMac''  down the toilet, I'll end up keeping & needing the  ''iFire''  adapter for the speakers which came with the ''G4'' after all. Presently, I'll only be keeping the ''rescue G3'' until I'm able to reclaim my remaining personal files from that system (I still need blank CD-R media in order to do that); beyond that however, I've no idea if I'll even bother holding onto it, or in what capacity (i.e., converting it to a  ''Debian Linux''  system) should the decision be made to hold onto it for any real length of time... otherwise, about the only benefit left that could be gained from this slow-assed, buggy, obsolete pile of crap is the ''direct recording'' feature which still works hellamuch better than the HP's infuriating ''Rice Crispies'' mimicking ass!

March 16 - 22, 2011 (Monday-Sunday)
''Full Week in Review''

Thursday afternoon/evening brought me finally to the realization why I'd largely been so lethargic, depressed, and utterly unmotivated about trying too hard to re-enter the work force, when I'd finished watching just one way-too-many video uploads of so-called  ''African-Americans''  engaging in their most-celebrated ''niggerish'' behavior, and it enlightened me to the fact that though ''isolated'' in both social/familial interaction and in freedom of movement I'm also ''isolated'' from all the negativity (both 'internally' and 'externally' derived) that comes with being associated with ''Blacks'' in America today. Immediately after posting a video commentary in response to the fact that the African-American ''community'' as a ''collective'' entity is beyond all hope and lamenting my final acquiescence to that brutal realization, I'd called my mother and explained to her that because of that one thing alone (i.e., the almost unavoidable certainty that I'd have to once again become immersed in, surrounded by, and identified with  ''niggers''  no matter where I'd chosen to 're-establish' myself), any plans I'd had for returning to the Mainland U.S.-- though the stated reason for wanting to do so are still very strong --are effectively *OFF* ...I've no more desire to re-subject myself to ''nigger madness'' now that I've become accustomed to being so far completely DETACHED from it!

Saturday night and Sunday morning I'd ''accepted'' my ''acceptance'' of the application I'd submitted to ''Hollywood Bitchslap'' to become a regular movie reviewer (which I'd *FINALLY* received in the email only the day right after my previous journal entry (Monday, May 8)... after about 1/2 a year!). Regrettably, it seems that I'd not retained any sort of duplications of the pair of reviews I'd submitted as part of the ''application'' process, so I'm unable to resubmit them as my initial ''official'' submissions.

May 25, 2011 (Wednesday)
21:35, Hawaii Standard Time.

Just returned from reporting a domestic violence incident from the apartment from the floor level below, one unit to the north, just below the next door apartment from where I've got to constantly endure all that infuriating irritating growling & holler-yawning & such -- so if it isn't some insane garbage coming from right next door (multiple times every single cxck-sucking day of the week), it's the occasional banging & smashing and yelling arguments coming from the unit directly beneath them. Only this time however, I'd felt the need to recommend police intervention, because the woman in the apartment was clearly being smacked around and crying out & sobbing... and of course, right in tune with our 'Modern Times,'  ''nobody else''  was trying to call it in or ''get involved.'' To my dismay, no arrest was made.

Right after the incident, I'd halted the resident manager and informed him about the situation regarding my having run out of my rental coupons and mailing envelopes; he instructed me to contact the property management representative and reschedule all of my rectification stuff in order to get caught up (which I'll be taking care of that tomorrow morning).

May 30 - June 3, 2011 (Monday-Friday)
''Week in Review''

While recording a video commentary on Monday, in response to a list of hateful over-generalized ''indications'' which supposedly identify that a man is a supporter of the crime of rape, I'd used the tragic story about what had happened to doctoral student  Oliver Jovanovic  and the miscarriage of justice he'd experienced when he was wrongfully convicted of kidnapping, torture, rape -- due to New York's blatant misapplication of the state's  ''rape shield law,''  there was this needling urge that kept compelling me to check the status on my ''Wikipedia'' edit from early November of last year, mainly to ensure that it had remained untampered with, but also to check for any possible updated information on any countersuits and/or the key players involved in the original case. Upon doing so, I'd discovered that some coward (either another over-reaching ''women bear no responsibility and should not be called out for their actions'' pseudo-feminist witch, or some ''bitch-beat'' male tampon) removed ALL references to the lying filthy cunt who had fabricated and/or over-embellished the entire story regarding what had actually or what had supposedly taken place that sent a wrongly convicted man to prison which identified her by name--  ''Jamie Rzucek''  --and had disingenuously replaced each instance where I'd supplied the name with the fraudulent & overprotective cover-up phrase,  ''the woman''  -- which carries on the evil tradition of  ''misapplying 'rape shield' laws''  especially when such misapplication is guilty of protecting the identity of a false rape accuser and a shameless perjurer...  even when the name of the lying perjuring accuser has long since been ''PUBLIC RECORD''!  So naturally I'd felt a sense of duty to re-enter the necessary correction.

Wednesday morning I'd finally worked up the motivation to visit Pablo at the  Chinese Cultural Plaza,  still arriving well past the opening of the parking garage gate.

Prior to heading back out later that morning to fill out another job application for a company whose office is in Manoa, I'd decided to postpone the venture until I'd finished watching the movie  ''The Hangover: Part 2''  online because of all the ''hype'' surrounding its big ''box office'' opening week[end], so it inspired me to want to see what all the fuss was about and to build upon that as fodder for my next movie review submission.

After filing my job application (which was either too late to get a same-day interview because it was about lunch time by the time I'd completed it and/or because the application reviewer had other business to take care of outside of the building) I'd continued with my plan to take take a video-documented ride along ''Tantalus'' -- but was uncertain how to access the route from Manoa, so I'd settled for the alternative of taking a few  ''digital''  snapshots (to compliment the ''photographic paper'' images I'd taken over a decade ago with my  ''Mamiya''  35mm SLR that I'd given away shortly afterward) of the ''Manoa Chinese Cemetery,'' and afterwards, while still trying to recall how to access ''Tantalus'' from the valley, I'd been given the reminder that I'd still had yet to hike the full length of ''Manoa Falls,'' which I'd cut short about halfway many years ago, accompanied with Susie, when we were still involved. The path became ''challenging'' and a bit treacherous during the latter legs of the hike, and remarkably, despite the occasional fogs of mosquito bitches trying to catch a free taste of my Neapolitan ass, I'm not certain if any of them had actually managed to jab me or even light upon me throughout the entire journey... and they had more than plenty of opportunities.

On my way back out of the trail, I'd come to the full realization of just how much of a literal waste of money my purchase of the metal-band wristwatch truly was, as in most situations the hands are virtually impossible to read. So essentially, all I'd managed to purchase was a decorative metal bracelet with indecipherable time-keeping capabilities.


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