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Toward the final couple of weeks of the Season I'd witnessed that one (definitely), perhaps two papayas have been slowly forming on my now (roughly) six-feet-tall tree. Some lowly form of life had also been gnawing away at my won bok plantlings, but still seemed to be holding together for the most part.
Also, a couple of weeks or so earlier I'd experienced a ''peeling away'' of part of the shoe sole on one of my ''NIKE'' shoes-- something I'd read a complaint about from one customer in the ''Amazon.com'' review forums --that I was forced to do a ''less-messy than usual'' re-paste job on, which I'd only discovered as I was preparing to put a long-overdue polish treatment onto them. So now this situation has me worrying that ''pricey'' shoes are also not exactly the best route to take when trying to find comfortable and somewhat sturdy footwear.
March 1 - 3, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
While preparing to do a bit more cleaning around the apartment Friday (Mar. 1), I realized that the bag of cleaning supplies I'd purchased the previous weekend could not be located anywhere, and I was almost 100% certain that I'd packed them in with my sparkling juice drinks that I'd purchased during that same shopping trip, so my only remaining rational suspicion had to have been that I'd left the bag hanging on one of the fence posts while I was unpacking and bringing everything inside and had simply absentmindedly forgotten about it until someone came across it and walked off with it, which seemed to have some support loaned to that supposition based on the fact that when I went out to conduct the oil change in my motorcycle earlier in the week I'd found a baseball cap that I'd apparently dropped outside close to my parking spot evidently during that same time frame. (I ended up having trouble recalling what else, if anything, I had in the bag at that time.)
I was also unable to wash any laundry due to having forgotten that I'd completely run out of quarters the last time I'd washed a load, and so I similarly used that as a convenient excuse to delay any of the coating work I'd also planned for motorcycle while clothes would've been washing.
Saturday (Mar. 2) I passed-up on the opportunity to steal another teen girl's panties from the jobsite, but only (mainly) because of the way they were designed I would have had a nearly impossible of hanging them limp over the edge of something and have them plainly discernible as panties and would've required them being fully outstretched, which I thought not only did not go well like that based on the print patterns, but also the possibility of that uncomfortably haunting ''size-12'' or ''13'' - I can't remember) being exposed because of being hanged in that fashion (again, being tagless ''Hanes'' brand of panties).
Ironically, it was during a subsequent ''panty hunt'' at a second locker room on site that I'd managed to lock the entire set of our all-access keyring inside the same same locker room, very conspicuously. There was no immediate way for me to access any of the doors to the locker room, so I had to confess what had happened and said that I would require use of the back-up set of keys to try to get back inside, even though I was certain that none of the keys would open any of the doors, as I'd been complaining for at least the past two months about the fact that the copy of that same key that used to be on the back-up set needed to be replaced. I would end-up having to wait another hour and a half until one of the maintenance people with a full key set was on site and able assist me in retrieving the ring set I'd locked inside.
All throughout the workshift I kept attempting to reset my ''change motor oil'' indicator based on watching online instruction videos, with EVERY SINGLE ATTEMPT failing! Naturally, it would reveal by the end of my shift that all of those attempts had sufficiently drained my battery to the point of causing me worry over whether it would even start the motor or not, but after a few huffs of frustration and barely sufficient enough rest breaks it finally managed to turn-over.
Found myself returning to the apartment from work days to yet another (and none-all too surprised) case of being greeted with another usurpation of my parking spot for the second weekend in a row, being once again forced to relocate my motorcycle in order to secure a locking place, this time rejecting the urge to squeeze between the same repeat pair and (regretfully and bitterly) positioning myself in between the gap next to our trash collection area, which concerns me for a variety of reasons, given the conditions of the place and the people I'm required to live around. Because of a handwritten sign in the back window of one of the vehicles-- the one which seemed to not have been moved all week long --gave indication that it belong to neighbor ''Kelly,'' who now seems to be leaving her vehicle parked in that opposing area from where she would normally park for God knows what reason; the other vehicle I'm still hesitant to speculate with any certainty to whom it might belong.
Made the official decision late-Saturday evening to begin my 1/2-week to 1-week-long ''dietary fast'' (in reaction to my desire wanting to see this encroaching ''Middle-Age Spread'' stalled and receded), thinking now would be a pretty ideal time to start, as I've few if any concerns about any perishable or other ''time-sensitive'' food items in my supply stable. The toughest aspect I'm anticipating from it will be in confronting my aversion to regularly drinking a steady supply of just plain water, being incapable of thinking of other alternatives or methods to keep my hydration levels up without it including any additional sugars or other caloric intake.
Unmentioned Highlights from Previous Quarter...
''Weekend in Review''
March 4, 2019 (Monday)
Somewhat reluctantly made the decided to take a hiatus from my starvation period early, as I'd been feeling tired, lethargic, an periodically weak since early Sunday evening, but I'm less convinced that most of these experiences were due to the lack of food intake, suspecting the complications, whatever they would've been normally, were being exacerbated by a migraine that stayed with me up to present typing (which almost seems to confirm that it has not been ''dietary triggers'' of any kind that were responsible for inducing these headaches).
Even after having decided, after several failed attempts throughout the day, to ''force myself'' to expend the effort to prepare and eat SOMETHING significant, I was still not feeling any actual desire to do so, and I found myself repeatedly clashing with myself to back away from the activity and continue the course, not because of trying to set/meet originally set goals, but because I genuinely was not feeling any real physical urges to break the fast: in fact, had it not been for the migraines being consistently on my back complicating the matter, I'm certain I could've easily gone an extra day at least.
My commitment to regular ''fluid intake'' I'm sure was also playing SOME considerable role as well, as it was difficult getting myself to drink just ''plain'' water all the time without some other ''stimulant'' to aid it along, managing partially over the course of the work day with the assistance of three spaced-out ''bite-sized'' chocolate bars, and back at the apartment with a brewed ''broth packet'' (soup base) which I'd had an extra leftover from an earlier ramen pack which had been left unused and set aside for a later time.
Prior to all of that, I'd only nibbled on (literally) a couple of smokehouse almonds prior to going into work, and four more sometime after having returned from work.
So eventually, with much effort simply to get me to ''just do it,'' at around 18:30 or so, give or take, I'd decided to prepare a couple of pseudo-burritos, mainly for the purpose of working thorough the remainder of what was left of the lettuce and half of the remaining tomato from my garden. Admittedly, after consuming the items with SOME unexpected degree of struggle (and I'm not certain how much of than I can simply chalk-up to the migraine/bowels complications which normally interfere with my intake of food whenever I'm experiencing those symptoms), the tired and lethargic feelings did somewhat subside, as I suspected they might.
So hopefully, the next go-round will not be complicated by another migraine attack, so I can better gauge what effects are real and normally expected in these situations.
20:30, Eastern Standard Time
March 8 - 10, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
Saturday (Mar. 9) granted me another ''Teenager's Panty,'' which had been left inside her pant shorts from when she'd pulled them both off together. They were of a type which ''normally'' I would've bypassed, considering the fact that (1) it was absent of any ''waistband'' and (2) it was of a ''thong-type'' design -- neither of which configurations I've any particular fondness for. However, I was enthralled by the ''rear portion'' being composed entirely of a ''hot pink'' lace. And despite the very conspicuous evidences of significant Vaginal Dripping (which I found somewhat discomforting, but not enough to make me want to wash it off), the panel area did not exude any ''pussy smells'' at all, which I found to be odd.
I had also intended on conducting a second round of "fasting" to begin on Friday (Mar. 8) but another migraine resurgence insisted that simply was not going to happen on its watch, so I yielded this time around.
It also became evident that as long as Kelly keeps insisting on taking up the adjacent parking space next to the space where I've always parked my motorcycle since Day One of my living at the apartment complex, it appears that my being inconvenienced out of my established parking spot is going to be an ongoing ''Every Weekend'' irritating disruption from what I'm assuming is some ''weekend shack-up'' that may or may not be aware that (s)he's been blocking me out of my normal spot ... and it’s not like I can just order Kelly out of the area and make her return to where she'd always been parking her car, as there are no ''officially assigned" parking spaces at our location.
Had not been aware of the ''time switch-over'' until I'd expressed confusion and disbelief at the displayed time on a device I was working with and noticed a discrepancy on my cell phone, upon the discovery of which I searched online for the confirmation. (HATE all of this annual ''ST/DT" switcheroo BULLSHIT!!!)
''Weekend in Review''
March 12, 2019 (Tuesday)
Was watching one of the backlog episodes of ''LIVE-PD" when they got to a segment where neighbors in an apartment complex were reporting and complaining about an obnoxious ''chemical smell'' drifting into their units from outside, and that caused me to recall my own experiences back Home in ''Hawaii'' where we'd had to deal with a similar issue for a long time with some stinging burning overpowering chemical smell that no one seemed to be able to trace but which seemed to clearly be emanating from one of the other apartments in the housing complex (though not being familiar at all with the scent, my suspicions was that somebody was probably cooking-up some homemade meth. But ever since watching that segment, and having those memories come rushing back to my mind, all throughout the rest of the day/night I've been ''smelling''-- and even experiencing the associated ''physical sensations'' of, and ''physical reactions'' to --that irritating spicy-acrid odor as if it were right in the very room with me! (Even as of this typing, it still has not ''dissipated.'')
Thought I might've actually been setting-up a genuine, bona-fide ''Pussylicking Date" with a ''reddit'' user who had responded ''semi-positively'' to one of the several ''personal ads'' I'd posted to the site offering my ''Cunnilingus Services,'' but it ended after a couple of exchanges as she was insistent upon the use of a ''dental dam" if we were to have ever gotten together.
While engaging that conversation I decided to review my backlog of other seemingly ''interested'' parties, and finally decided to respond back to one that I'd initially ignored not only because she claimed to be ''19'' but also because of how she'd described her ''bodily proportion'' stats. But having since posted a photo of herself (which ''appears to be" legitimate), and seeing that she didn't look nearly as unappealing as her self-description made me envision, I decided to text her back to see if her interest was still there.
23:45, Eastern Daylight Time
March 15 - 17, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
Got my hopes up a bit toward the end of the week when it seemed as if ''neighbor Kelly'' might be reverting back to her previous parking spot(s) back on the alley side of the complex, which of course were dashed on Friday (Mar. 15), forcing me yet again into a parking conflict because of the other person's refusal to respect ''my'' parking spot.
I'd also spent much of the day Friday finishing-up reconfiguring my original earlier computer systems-- the ''custom-ordered'' set-up and the original ''refurbished'' unit I'd brought with me from Virginia respectively --and continuing to do testing and final-phase software update runs on the former unit, satisfied that it still seemed to be holding stable. But testing on the latter unit the following morning Sat., Mar. 16) seemed to reaffirm that there was a failure problem with the hard drive I'd removed from the main configuration, as it was not being recognized in either the ''Linux Live-CD'' environment I was mainly operating in or during a solid boot attempt.
Saturday also introduced me to an issue with my ''Royal Burgandy'' string bean plants, as while I was watering and attempting to ''straighten'' them their ''flimsy'' young stalks kept ''snapping'' -- an issue I do not recall ever having had with the ''Ferry-Morse'' variety (this newest planted batch having been from ''Burpee,'' as I was unable to find the ''FM'' brand when I purchased these ones)… so I took most of what I'd still had in reserve of the ''FM'' seeds and set them up in a ''sprouting'' array.
Set up the ''Old-New'' computer system in order to further test the ''problem'' hard drive Sunday (Mar. 17) and found that it seemed to be working perfectly fine within that configuration, causing me to suspect that perhaps I'd been experiencing a ''wiring'' issue in the ''Roanoke Refirb'' (to be checked & determined later) and leaving me yet again in another uncomfortable position regarding how to set-up & establish the systems if all should prove to be working well, because I really do not wish to keep going through these hassles.
''Weekend in Review''
March 18 - 21, 2019 (Monday-Thursday)
Went straight to the ''Home Depot'' after work Monday (Mar. 18) with the main intention of purchasing a packet of ''hollyhock'' seeds for the garden (and not finding any) and perhaps a replacement ''beefsteak tomato'' plant, plus a couple of additional knobs to complete my kitchen cabinet set-up with decorative accessories that were entirely my own. On impulse, I purchased a couple of ''solar-powered'' decorative walk-path lights (at $6 apiece), and substituted the preferred plant-related items I'd originally sought with another ''strawberry'' plant (...sigh... when will I ever learn?).
The unexpected shift to chillier weather kept me from any further computer set-up actions other than re-testing the ''outsider'' system with a partition-scrubbed hard drive and alternative ''Linux'' and ''Windows 7'' system discs (revealing that the ''Windows'' OS on the drive was the apparent cause of the conflict with that particular machine) plus ''prevented'' me for a third straight week from doing laundry, hand-washing my work clothes for a second week.
My latest attempt to get the next batch of ''Royal Burgundy'' bean seeds to sprout seems to have failed... and there's still no evidence of my carrots coming through either.
''Week in Review''
March 29 - 31, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
After spending much of the past week reconnecting cables, switching cables, switching between machines, numerous Operating System installation attempts (both ''Windows'' and "Linux" options), and engaging in various boot order selections and BIOS hacks, I had to accept the final realization that the [primary?/only?] problem which pushed my reactionary decision to make the purchase of the used second ''tower'' PC system on ''ebay'' in the first place all came down to the fact that pair of 400MB hard drives that I'd purchased brand spanking new as far back as I can't even remember when without having to look that information up in the Record and had never used-- and never had a chance to use because of all of the associated ''system problems'' I'd been having --leveled down to the fact that there was something about those hard drives (and ONLY with those hard drives) that kept borking my computer system(s)! Searching for any relevant information on this phenomenon, as always, kept producing only answers to questions that were NOT addressing the very specific question about my specific dilemma! FINALLY, on Friday (Mar. 29) I was able to come across and article that addressed my very situation and that ''seemed'' to be offering a tweakable solution, which I took screen snapshots of to put on reserve in order to return to at a later date when my mood was more conducive to wanting to patiently re-subject myself to going through that mentally draining enterprise again.
After an entire week of remaining out of my established parking area, including all of the previous weekend, Kelly yet again began posting herself in the area, only this time I'd wondered if she'd been establishing her presence there this weekend more in response to some ''Downtown Festival'' that's been attracting the crowds for however long it's supposed to last (one of my co-workers who lives on the west-end of our Town, claimed it was some sort of ''Native American'' festival that was supposed to be continuing throughout the whole week). In any event, I only had to deal with one single and brief incident of ''making my claim felt,'' this time with a ''foreign'' vehicle and not with the regular ''weekend warrior,'' which I couldn't spot anywhere in the immediate general vicinity.
Sunday (Mar. 31) I did a back-track and decided to claim the panty I'd passed over previously weeks ago, despite my continued discomfort over that whole ''sizing'' issue and my not entirely sure ''understanding'' of what certain of those designation numbers really mean/represent.
''Weekend in Review''
April 5 - 7, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
After a week of switching out and rotating hard drives between machines, attempting to access them via the Microsoft/Windows ''disk management'' feature and through the Linux ''Live'' environments, it became apparent that no amount of searching the system(s) for mounted devices was going to pull-up either of the 400GB pair of "brand-new" NEVER USED hard drives!
So throughout the weekend I’d decided to settle for installing ''mageia'' Linux on the spare ''2TB'' hard drive, only to now discover that the ''latest'' 'stable' version of ''mageia'' would not get me past the ''first boot'' screen when I’d installed it onto ''newer-HP'' machine, and neither the system installed hard drive nor the ''Live CD'' would boot on the ''older-HP,'' which forced me to consider going with my ''fallback'' option of the KDE-edition of ''Ubuntu'' -- ''kubuntu'' -- to be installed at a later date.
After work Friday (Apr. 5) had me chasing a squirrel (and spotting a second close by) and contemplating the purchase of a compressed-air pellet gun as a desperate measure to keep it (them) from digging all in my garden, this time at a spot where I'd once again tried and failed to get any new beans to sprout, to add onto the repeated failures to see any carrots sprouting up either, and the ''macaque peach" vines seem to be barely doing anything at all after all this time.
And on Sunday (Apr. 7) I decided to watch a pirated upload of the ''SHAZAM!'' movie, even though this was one of those rarest of instances that I'd actually wanted to go experience it in a theatrical setting, but I was repelled by the appalling (to me, anyway) nearly $8.50 for a ''matinee'' showing (...assuming ''matinee'' are even a thing anymore and/or that such viewings are presented during the ''16:00'' time frame, which was the ''earliest'' show listings I could find among any of our ''local venues'').
''Weekend in Review''
April 8 - 14, 2019 (Monday-Sunday)
Finally got around to installing ''kubuntu Linux'' onto the ''new secondary'' system set-up Wednesday (Apr. 10) after having first spent an inordinate amount of time setting-up interface ''preferences'' in the ''LiveCD'' environment, believing that those tweaks would ''carry-over" during the installation process… which meant going through a whole new process of trying to set things up according to my (so-far knowledgeable) preferences.
I would also discover partway through the week that I'd had new bean plants breaking through-- including at the spot where that squirrel nuisance had been digging down into --though I was uncertain how many of these new growths, if any, had arisen from the sprouting-attempt (seeming) failures as opposed to the direct implantations I'd resorted to in immediate response to the squirrel violations.
En route to work Friday (Apr. 12) I retrieved the music CDs I'd ordered by a girl group who call themselves, ''79.5,'' whom I'd learned about a couple of months back when the Public Radio program, ''This American Life,'' featured one of their songs (''Sisters Unarmed'') as the out-tro at the conclusion of one of their broadcasts: I'd order two separate units with the intention of sending one to my mother along with a pending tea shipment from among my back-stock, which I'm concerned I may be facing a major challenge in trying to go through them all in any sort of a timely fashion.
The package should come as a pleasant surprise, considering that I'd not been bothered in the past couple of weeks with her weekly text message routine, which turned-out, based upon a letter I'd received from her earlier in the week, that she'd inaccurately assumed that I'd changed the number on my phone -- a conclusion she'd reached apparently as a result of ''Gracie'' informing her about my change of primary email contact addresses.
Also at the jobsite Saturday Morning (Apr. 13) I'd lifted another teenager’s worn ''Victoria's Secret'' panty that had been left inside one of the joint changing rooms' lockers in yet another unsecure state.
Also over the course of the weekend I kept turning the apartment upside-down and inside-out in a frantic search for the hand-held hair dryer that I'd sworn I'd brought down to Florida with me and that I'd equally sworn I'd seen in several locations inside the apartment on several occasions, even swearing that I'd actually had it in my hands on a few of those occasions -- but I've literally searched everywhere that could be searched (including inside motorcycle compartments) and came away with ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! ... causing me to wonder if I ever actually did bring the cursed thing down with me at all? The only time that I can recall where I'd actually used it was when I'd repurposed it for use as a ''heat gun'' (to help peel away a collection of old ''registration'' decals from the motorcycle's license plate), which was the purpose I'd again wished to use it for (in this instance, to help remove the ''Microsoft Windows ''Product Key'' sticker from the first ''back-up'' machine in order to transfer it over to the ''Main Frame,'' as I suppose I'm now going to be committed to referring to ''primary'' system).
The one and only thing I was able to ''uncover'' in my search of the hair dryer was that for some unknown (but possibly ''suspectable'') reason the packing box which my ''Main Frame'' had been shipped in had gotten very damp to the point of some of its layers peeling away.
Again regarding the computers, I'd attempted on Sunday Morning (Apr. 13) to conduct an experiment with the supposedly ''dead'' motherboard that was shoved into the tower case I'd brought with me from Hawaii by those incompetent clowns at that so-called ''repair'' shop in Virginia by trying to connect the ''power supply'' box from the ''old'' back-up system to see if I could at least get a Linux ''LiveDVD'' to work inside of it, but after much fiddling and fidgeting it was determined that the components of that system were so old and obsolete that I did not have any of the appropriate connectors (native or ''crossover'' adapters) that could've successfully completed any sort of a workable configuration, so I had to abandon the project attempt altogether.
''Full Week in Review''
April 15 - 21, 2019 (Monday-Sunday)
Took the unresponsive pair of ''Seagate'' internal computer hard drives to the repair shop off Little Road on Florida Highway 52 immediately following the close of my workshift on Monday (Apr. 15), only for them to inform me that not only were they not operational but that there would be no way outside of hiring a multi-hundreds of dollars ''data recovery'' service that could do anything that would even activate them!
A second slap in the face came on Saturday (Apr. 20) when, just about to place my order for a couple of ''Western Digital" replacement hard drive units, Amazon had jacked the prices up on them and additional five dollars each, resulting in my removing them from my ''cart'' in hopes that the price would revert back to where they had been when I'd first set them aside for purchase! When I returned to check on the pricing status the following afternoon (Sun., Apr. 21), the price dropped back down seven dollars -- which left me in a tizzy of confusion wondering if the prices had really fluctuated that radically at all, or if in my shortsightedness at seeing price drop of any kind I'd actually been mistaken about the original price that I'd seen and that it might have actually been even lower than the most recent price I'd purchased them at.
In any event, I finally placed the order for the pair of replacement hard drives, still without 100% certainty as to how I'll be configuring them inside which of the two main systems, and then how I'm going to designate which drives/systems will support either the ''Microsoft Windows 7'' and ''kubuntu Linux'' platforms. The one and only certain thing at this stage is that I'll be taking the ''Seagate'' drive that came pre-installed as part of the system I'd purchased on ''ebay'' and placing that inside the body of the ''factory-refurb'' HP I'd brought with me from Virginia, and ''maybe'' try to set-up a ''dual-boot'' system on it with ''Windows 7'' (which I'd already freshly reinstalled on the old ''All-New Build'' system) and ''mageia Linux'' (...at least with the ''older'' version of it that proves that it'll load onto it).
Also experienced another mechanical disruption on Thursday (Apr. 18) when the ''paper shredder'' got gummed-up and ended-up breaking off a couple of pieces which I had to resort to clearing out and doing a bit of patch-up repairing.
I'd also received Saturday Evening a response to one of my ''PussyLicking Offer'' posts I'd placed on ''reddit,'' which of course I'd replied back to, but as always with the suspicion that the interest is more ''curiosity dabbling'' and lacking any genuine sincerity, especially since a review of her posting history found her activities limited to ''lesbian-oriented'' sexual discussion groups.
''Full Week in Review''
April 22 - 28, 2019 (Monday-Sunday)
Returned to the apartment following a grocery shopping detour right after my workshift on Monday (Apr. 22) and was confronted with a tree trimming crew hard at work at something that should've been done since before I'd even taken residence in the place.
Although the work was indeed desperately needed and long overdue (having been requested by neighbor Kelly, according to her own admission later, in part to allow her to return to parking her vehicle in her usual locations on the alley side of the complex, which she'd been doing again somewhat regularly for nearly the past two weeks), the crew gave absolutely no concern to any potential damage their piling-up of heavy felled branches might be doing to our underlying gardens! I honestly couldn't get too upset about it though, as I understood that there could've been but only so much ''deflecting'' of falling debris they could've effected, especially from so high up, but one would've thought that they could have at least tried to set-up some sort of deflecting shield/barrier or something rudimentary to aid in limiting the amount of falling branches from crashing down onto ''sensitive'' areas on the ground.
Upon seeing (and internally huffing about) the massive pile of palm fronds that had completely engulfed my garden, I'd determined that I was in no way going to allow them to just as carelessly ''clear out'' the area only to continue causing even greater damage, so I set about extracting the two-foot or so pile myself before they could get their hand set onto any of it. The most significant damage that their activity caused was to my papaya tree, having stripped off or snapped about a third of the ''outstretched'' branches, and apart from a couple of the ''won bok'' plants looking a bit bent at the base, everything else (especially my ''Royal Burgundy'' string beans) seemed relatively unfazed.
Had put off another week of laundry or bank-running, until I halfway thought about working-up the motivation to do something in that area on Friday (Apr. 26), but opted yet again to ''tub-wash'' a set of clothes for work, with the decision to ''hot-iron dry'' them. It was during that drying phase that local power went out in the area (there had been a brief thunderstorm that had passed through a couple of hours earlier) and I had to wait until it was up & restored again about two hours later. During that power drop-off period I'd decided there were no longer any distractions I could've appealed to as reasonable distractions to continue postponing preparing my tea shipment to my mother and to inform her that she was mistaken in her belief that ''Gracie'' had told her that I'd changed my phone number (which will mean an end to the past few weeks of ''silence'' I'd been enjoying). The power outage also interfered with my intention to prepare a big batch of ''baby reds'' potato salad.
On the way back from work Saturday (Apr. 27) I grabbed a few items from the ''Dollar Tree'' (including some additional home-&-bath care products and a few new trinkets for my garden & patio), sent-off my mother’s package, then grabbed a few more ingredients for my ''macar-tater'' salad and Asian-style stir-fry.
I was hoping to have received my replacement hard drives by the end of the weekend, but no such luck.
Also received contact from yet another phony-baloney bullshit ''interested in pussylicking offer'' message from which I knew to actually expect little to nothing after conducting a check of the person's posting activity history.
''Full Week in Review''
May 3 - 5, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
The trend of the past few weekends is holding, meaning I've finally gotten my ''open'' parking spot back -- ever since the ''tree-trimming'' event, which resulted in Kelly deciding to return to the opposing ''alleyway'' side of the property, and since the now visually confirmed departure of her next door neighbor(s) on her north-side, to whom the other vehicle that had habitually parked in the other empty space next to mine each weekend had belonged.
Retrieved my replacement hard drives en route to work Saturday (May 4), but didn't spend any time trying to set things up inside/between the machine pair until the early part of the next afternoon (Sun., May 5), and after so much bitter internal debating finally yielded to the decision that the ''custom'' computer configuration will host the Microsoft ''Windows 7'' operating system while the HP ''tower'' will be dedicated to ''kubuntu Linux,'' just as everything currently stands, even though it would seem to make more reasonable and logical sense to configure them the other way around, as ''HP'' models are natively home to ''Windows'' OS while a freshly customized ''clean slate'' system lacking the ubiquitous ''factory pre-installed'' Operating System of their choosing (overwhelmingly a version of ''MS-Windows'') would seem to scream, ''Make Mine Linux!'' -- Unfortunately, because of the ONE SINGLE ANNOYING FACT that ''Linux'' still has yet to figure out how to make ''Blu-Ray'' movie discs directly ''playable'' within their native environment, I'd decided to make the newer, more powerful machine with all of the newer components-- including the ''BD'' optical drive --both the ''primary'' machine and the ''Windows'' operating environment.
Sunday had also presented me with the opportunity to make off with at least one of two teenager’s panties that were in her bag together, but having me again making the decision to pass them over, having much less to do to with the fact that they were straight-up single solid color ''Plain Janes'' (albeit with the ever ubiquitous tiny little ''bow'' on the front of the waistbands) and again more to do with the uncomfortably ''smaller'' size! I totally understand that ''not all'' women in this Day and Age are pigs-at-the-trough ''Land Whales,'' but claiming something of such uncommonly small sizes often make me feel very uneasy... especially given the fact that I do know that the VAST MAJORITY of these young women whom I'm stealing all of these panties from are indeed Pubescent Teens.
Unlike with the panties however, which are coming overwhelmingly, almost exclusively, from Teen Young Ladies, my ''Pussy Hair'' finds in the stalls of the Ladies' toilets are a healthy mixture of both ''younger'' and ''more mature'' contributors... and seeming as if they were a sort of ''consolation prize'' for passing over the panties, I was rewarded with another instance whereby several separate strands had fallen (or probably more likely, had been pulled away) from a single individual woman's vulva.
''Weekend in Review''
May 10 - 12, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
On Friday (May 10), following a week of configuration and reconfiguration computer system set-ups (which included the discovery of the ''kubuntu Linux'' set-up's refusal to load & launch my DVD movies -- or, the one I'd tried using two different playback programs), ultimately culminating in a failed ''hard drive cloning'' attempt, I finally resorted back to enacting what had been my original intention from the very beginning, namely, a full fresh ''clean install''… which only would've put me through the headache of reapplying all of the initial system updates, which was the point where I'd left of at anyway, as I hadn't spent any time configuring any interface preferences or transferring any files.
Later, on the way to the jobsite, I'd gotten caught-up in several unanticipated half-blinding squalls, and in an attempt to honor the signal stop at the line at the Ridgemoor Bvd. intersection of East Lake Road, my wheels slipped out from underneath me during a skid and I'd ended-up losing control of the bike, laying it down and falling off of it. I did not think anything more resulted from it other than my drenched state and my ire and indignation, but upon arriving at the job location I was made to realize just how badly I'd twisted my left ankle, which left me in a situation where I could not sustain any full or unsupported weight upon that foot.
So shortly after trying to get settled in at work, I sent out a text message to our site supervisor informing him of the situation and my circumstances and asked him to consider allowing me to take the remainder of the weekend off in order to recuperate: he responded back just as my shift was ending, saying he'd see what he could do for me. A few hours later, after I'd returned to the apartment, he left a message saying he managed to find someone who could cover for my Saturday shift, but to expect to come in for my Sunday shift.
Even though I still would've appreciated having the days off, it became evident during my back-at-home strip-down routine that the incapacitating pain that was associated with my motorcycle spill was primarily due to my work shoes putting pressure against the sore spot on my ankle.
So Sunday (May 12), rolled around, and I resumed working on my computer OS reinstallation, finally getting to the point of re-establishing many of my interface preferences, installing security programs, and initiating the process transferring files over from the laptop.
It was about mid-way through the transfer process of the folder containing all of my ''third party'' program installer packages that the entire system shut itself down -- first blanking out and refusing to reboot the hard drive, then after several repeated attempts, the entire computer system itself refusing to power-up. At this, I'd finally reached the point of final frustration and decided to completely break-down the devices configuration of the +$400 ''customized'' unit and transferred them over to the ''HP'' unit I'd purchased on ''ebay'' and proceeded to reinstall the Operating System onto the same hard disk and start the download & installation of the ''system updating'' process. -- Somebody is REALLY putting the HATE on me with regard to allowing me to get myself established and productive with these electronic torture devices!!!! HOW MANY FUCKING STRAIGHT YEARS OF THIS VICIOUS CEASELESS ASSAULT HAVE I BEEN FORCED TO KEEP ENDURING NOW??? WHYYYYYY?????? Did I do something terrible to deserve this endless and *HIGHLY EXPENSIVE* treatment???
''Weekend in Review''
May 13 - 16, 2019 (Monday-Thursday)
Returned home from work Monday (May 13) to a posted sign in front of the gate advertising the availability of the newly vacant apartment -- now being listed for $650/month.
The next morning (Tue., May 14) I would used that information as a sneaky motivation to contact ''Mimi'' in a hope of enticing her into agreeing to another pussylicking session, as I'd not heard anything from her since our last encounter, as I'd also since started becoming anxious, especially in light of the fact that posting personal ads offering the service on ''reddit'' have been amounting to absolutely NOTHING.
So under the pretense of being concerned about her housing situation-- assuming that she might've still been in the market --I sent her a text message informing her of the unit's availability. Almost immediately she texted back asking me if I'd received her email, followed by a couple more texts asking which apartments I was referencing in the message and whether I'd be interested in eating her pussy within the following couple of hours. She would later reveal upon her arrival that we had almost simultaneously sent each other a contact message-- she via email, I via phone text --and apparently with the same intention in mind.
During spots throughout the week I continued with the resumption of my ''Windows'' operating system on the replacement HP tower PC and pseudo-''streamlining'' (folder-grouping) the chaotic mess of unorganized and unrealized personal files that have be accumulating and cluttering-up over the years of these endless digital difficulties, including making yet another attempt on Thursday (May 16) to reinstall a ''Linux'' distribution on the ''open'' system, in a hopeful chance that installing ''Windows'' to a dedicated ''Windows system'' and ''Linux'' to a ''generic'' system would result in an elimination of all of the problematic conflicts... assuming of course that the ''ASUS'' generic would even switch itself on after its most recent ''Fuck You!'' to me, which surprisingly it did, granting me the boon of reinstalling the base operating program, as neither earlier installed distro could be booted into after having come out of a different unit set-up -- despite all the B.S. ''Linux isn't an 'operating system,' it's a 'kernel'!'' coming from every GNU/Linux nerdgeek.
''Week in Review''
May 17 - 19, 2019 (Friday-Sunday)
Finally came to the [absolute last-minute ''back-to-the-wall''] decision to launder the backload of my work clothes Friday (May 17). During this time a ''rough-looking'' Black couple came to view the empty apartment, and my immediate gut reaction was, ''Please, don't!'' I'd also noted that finally one of my ''Macaque Peach'' plants is starting to vine-out; the other still refusing to budge at all.
Saturday (May 18) I overheard two separate conversations throughout the day (the first one as I was bouncing in and out of sleep; the second as I was preparing to leave for work) where the discussion about somebody ''moving out'' was the topic. Although I could not hone in on every detail, what I was able to make out ''seems'' to imply that the person that was being discussed was my next-door neighbor, Jason.
''Weekend in Review''
May 20 - 26, 2019 (Monday-Sunday)
There was a loud explosive bang that sounded like it had occurred in the common area while I was napping Monday (May 20) -- I checked my clock to assure that power was still on, thinking it sounded like something electrical had blown. A few moments later I heard the people associated with the apartment on the opposite end of my apartment row come outside ranting and raving at Kelly who argued back at them -- their issue, from what I could overhear, had something to do with Kelly's inconsistent parking behavior, this time having something to do with her parking impeding somebody's ability to progress in their ''moving out'' (again, with me not being certain which apartment unit was involved in being vacated).
There was another similar loud bang two days later Wednesday (May 22), again not generating any interest of curiosity in the matter on my part; and unlike the previous incident, this time it did not garner any repeat performances between bickering neighbors -- assuming that there were any connections between them in the first place.
The vacating of ''Jason,'' the next door apartment neighbor, was confirmed Tuesday (May 21), upon the observation of a key safe hanging about his [now former] unit's door knob.
Wednesday also began a three-straight day of migraine & gut disturbances that had been keeping me from eating anything for long stretches of time and interfering with my abilities to get any significant amount of sleep: the whole mess finally only noticeably subsiding until I'd approached about an hour or so before having to make preparations for the start of my next work shift.
At spots throughout that time of illness I'd periodically managed to motivate myself enough to continue the file transference process from laptop to tower. During one of those transfer phases on Friday I was satisfied by the fact that the connection of the secondary/backup hard drive was actually being allowed by the system with none of the seemingly requisite technological hiccup problems I'd been forced to keep enduring continually up to this time – it would not be until after thinking on this while at the worksite that the realization would occur to be that I'd probably already conducted an operating system installation attempt earlier upon both of the new hard drives ... although at this point, due to all of the disruptions & revolts I'd been subjected to throughout this seemingly endless turbulent trial, it is truly hard if not impossible for me to be 100% certain of that assessment or anything else related to it as a result of all the preceding chaos I'd been forced to be dragged through.
On a bit of brighter news, I was presented with my own envelope of a $100 ''VISA'' gift card from one of the big ''donor'' families where I work who had decided to ''thank'' everyone who is part of our entire crew as a random ''appreciation'' for the work we do there -- which should be considerably easier to make use of than the ''ihop'' gift card that continues to sit unmolested inside my wallet even after all this time.
Saturday (May 25) a few hours after having returned from work, I sent Mimi a text message inquiring of her if she'd be interested in receiving another pussy licking later in the week. From there things only got chaotic, beginning when she sent a text back four and a half hours later wanting to arrange something within the same day, following my having made the first of many unexpectedly poor assumptions, in this instance believing that she'd have understood, based on the numerous times I'd described my regular work and ''availability'' schedule to her, that when I'd invited her over for a pussy licking [quote] ''this week" [unquote] it suggested something that was to take place a few days down the line before coming into effect. Even so, I was willing to set aside the time for her when she'd informed me that she could be at the apartment in a little over two hours. Then came another text a bit after a quarter-hour after my affirmation to squeeze in the time for her, assuring me that we could instead reschedule for the following day (Sun.), but I was under the mistaken impression that I'd be heavily engulfed in a scheduling conflict due to some unexpected changes I'd become aware of, so I instructed her to continue with her original plan. A half-hour later she sent a follow-up text saying that she had to work beyond what she'd believed would've been her pau hana time and told me to anticipate her to arrival an additional two hours AFTER her originally suggested time. Knowing this would be too late for us to engage in any kind of meaningful sexual activity, as it would've heavily pushed us against the time I'd have needed to begin preparing for my own work shift, then recalling-- then telephoning the jobsite to confirm --that I'd mistakenly mixed-up ''this Sunday'' with the following Sunday which was the actual ''overbooked'' scheduled day, I sent her a text both detailing the earlier mistaken information regarding the Sunday mix-up (thereby reopening that particular window of opportunity for her) while explaining that I'd have been in no position to do anything for her pussy before then due to the lateness of the current hour. Thinking to myself that she had to have clearly understood all of this, she fractured that illusion when she sent back a reply text two and a half hours later saying that she could be at my place at a time that had not been specified as either "AM" or "PM" ... so just to make absolutely certain that we were finally both on the same page, I responded in a way that directly referenced the following day (Sun.) -- and sure enough, she responded after receiving that ''confirmation'' text admitting to me that she was still under belief that we were both operating in ''Same Day'' mode and that she wasn't aware that I'd been making reference to the next day.
I did not hear back from her following my latest textual clarification (offering to eat her pussy on ''Sunday,'' if her scheduling would permit it), and still had not received any word from her by the time I'd arrived at the job site... so I texted her from that location, again apologizing for not being able to eat her pussy at the time she was expecting, then asked her if she would instead be able to swing by sometime Sunday -- and if not, could she then consider having an encounter anytime Monday (May 27), as I would be having the ''Memorial Day'' holiday entirely free and open: she finally responded shortly thereafter, stating that she would try to pay me a visit Sunday sometime during the preferred time frame I'd laid out.
During the Saturday ''fustercluck'' my time of hopping in and out of bed to address my text exchanges with Mimi led to another ''discovery'' pertaining to ''neighborly'' issues... this time showing that the woman on the opposite end of my row of units-- who already has a small child running around, has (according to Kelly) a ''boyfriend'' seemingly living with them without ''proper authorization'' from the Property Managers, AND have within the past couple of weeks acquired a large dog (which again is no doubt in my mind also ''unauthorized''), NOW shows her to be seemingly pregnant yet again!
Also on this Saturday, I'd finally come to the realization that-- just as with virtually all types of ''pastries'' I've essentially given-up on --French Fries have now become the latest popular [slash] universally-loved ''comfort food'' thing I've now determined are entirely worth actively avoiding at most if not all costs, after having finally acknowledged and accepted during this particular day's meal the raw plain truth that consumption of more than a tiny individual few of less than a dozen or so of these individual items at once always results in my reaching a ''gag-reflex'' point to where I'm very LITERALLY! forcing myself to swallow whatever amount I've on hand at any given time, which simultaneously makes completing whatever else is a complimentary part of the meal I'm having with them at the same time that much more of an uncomfortable and unpleasant chore. Recalling the old ''Di-Gel'' television commercials: ''I like French Fries... but they don't like Me!''
Sent Mimi a follow-up text several hours after returning from work Sunday (May 26) informing her that I was about to take my pre-work ''Nap Time'' and instructing her to wake me up by straddling over my face and grinding her pussy into it, honestly not expecting her to do so, but she actually followed through when she finally arrived and entered the flat right about the cut-off deadline I'd established -- having at least two labia-pulsating orgasms within the roughly one and a half hour-long visit that I watched transfixed in loving admiration and with a personal sense of accomplishment.
''Full Week in Review''
May 30, 2019 (Thursday)
Obviously should've known that all of my work trying to re-establish a working computer operating system would hit yet another snag, this time with the faulty operation of the ''Blu-ray" optical drive... and due to all of the preceding hiccups & hassles I've had to navigate and endure I'm not even able to declare with any genuine certainty whether the drive had ever even been operated since having it in my possession (and thus proving to have been a defective item all along) or if it was something that had been tested and possibly utilized since owning it (thereby having degraded and become faulty) -- in either event, the device consistently refused to load an optical disc of any kind (neither ''BD'' nor ''DVD''... did not think to try an audio CD), even after testing it by switching cables and by switching between computer systems. So I found myself backed into another situation where I was yet again FORCED to make a purchase of a genuinely unwanted electronic device all because those faggots at ''WARNER BROS.'' could not have the common decency to release the ''Ultimate Edition'' of ''Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice" or ''Signature Edition'' of ''The Iron Giant" (or ''special features'' bonus discs) on ''DV-fucking-D''!!! -- ASSHOLES!!!!!
It was also during the new order process that I'd learned of ''Amazon.com's'' sneaky slimy deceptive way of HIDING their ''Free Standard Shipping'' option... guess none of this shit should surprise me anymore.
22:35, Eastern Daylight Time
May 31, 2019 (Friday)
Decided to use a significant good portion of my open & available time to do a purchase-run at ''Home Depot'' to restock some of my household cleaning solutions (not able to find my preferred dishwashing liquid, while deciding against ''Tilex" brand ''sodium hypochlorite" spray since discovering that the stuff that's available at the $1.00 store is equally as effective) as well as to purchase several new plants for my garden (deciding on a ''cherry tomato,'' something called an ''Early Girl'' tomato with several fruits already developing on it, a Japanese eggplant, and a third red bell pepper), an extra pair of solar-LED walkway path lights, plus a couple of wire supports & wire fencing trim to help accommodate the climbing vine plants.
16:25, Eastern Daylight Time
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