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...And no sooner than my mentioning that my ''Fuel Injector'' trouble had been alleviated that it decided to shit on my premature celebratory dance and reared its ugly head yet again.
I've been painting my fingernails for the past several weeks, partially as a measure to [try to] reduce the painful splitting that's still a persistent problem on a couple of my digits, but also as part of a deliberate psychological ploy further contribute to making my invasive use of ''Female-Designated'' relief stations a bit less [immediately] suspicious.
My jaw on the left side of my face has been persistently hurting for several weeks, which I've determined will soon become my incentive to make use of the dental insurance plan I'd signed-on with.
My attempts to use Tammy's ''Brita'' filtration pitcher resulted in no noticeable change in water quality taste-wise... it's still the same nasty revolting stuff I literally have to force down my throat if drunk straight; I figure I could still use it for ''cooking'' purposes
And my usage of ''Dating Apps'' on my mobile phone has been a bigger joke than I'd originally anticipated. Since September I'd installed over half a dozen of such apps, got banned from one (''Bumble''), got mostly ignored on most, got flooded with the standard ''Pay Us To See Which FAKE Profiles We've Flooded Your 'She Likes You' Inbox With'' company scam attempts, engaged in ''fuck-off'' fake conversations to expose ''Bots'' and data-mining scammers, and got ''ghosted'' by the only VERY FEW SPECKS of (seemingly) legitimate conversations that would last on average two back-&-forth exchanges before completely ending abruptly (I fucking miss ''Craigslist Personals'' ... it might not have been the most effective, but it COULD occasionally lead to some actual results).
March 1 - 4, 2021 (Monday-Thursday)
Spent a sizable portion of the day Monday (Mar. 1) rearranging the bedroom in order to set-up the ''fake futon'' I'd received from Tammy before she left for South Florida, which I'd find out over the Weekend, during a Dept./Box-stores run for household supplies (primarily searching for disinfectant spray), was being sold new in ''Walmart'' for $350 (rounded).
Because of how much the piece of furniture cost, I was concerned with how much Tammy had given away, even despite all of the (failed) cat hair removal attempts and ''sanitizing'' with both disinfectant pre-moistened wipes and spray, along with soaking it in air freshener spray (going through a whole canister of the latter, and nearly a full can of the former) -- but once I'd tried to get a night's sleep on it in its fully extended form was when I realized that it was VERY poorly designed/constructed for any practical usage as a ''bed''... and barely even as a resting seat! Running the length of the center of the unit ''width-wise,'' where it ''divides'' the two ''individual'' seating areas, there are very hard (metalic-feeling) uncushioned joints and beams which make lying across them virtually impossible without inflicting some sort of sharp pain! -- and various ''padding-over'' attempts are virtually useless! (I would eventually learn that the best way to lie down or sleep half-way ''comfortably'' on the thing would be to leave the seat-backs in their partial, or even more effectively, ''full upward'' position and lie on the spine-breaker as one would lie on a normal couch (which sort of defeats the ''design'' purpose), but to still utilize some form of a ''cushion'' to pad-over the ''crack'' areas.)
I'd decided to venture outside the apartment Thursday (Mar. 4) with the intention of again taking advantage of my newest credit card's ''10%'' cash-back incentive when used at particular restaurants, which I'd planned to use this time at the local ''Long John Silver's'' (especially since I really had no desire to cook for myself), only to find that ''LJS'' was no longer there, having its building taken over by some place calling itself ''Charley's.''
In a sense, this disappointment turned into a nice opportunity I might never have been aware of to take advantage of it, as prior to riding out I brought some rubbish out of the apartment with me, and in discarding it I'd discovered that someone (no idea whom, or even if it came from someone within the apartment complex or from off-property) had tossed out a perfectly (slightly dinged) expandable cart table, which I figured would be the perfect replacement for the battered & deteriorating countertop unit I'd acquired from the ''cursed'' apartment (which is what I'm now determined to refer to the apartment unit on the southeast end). I'd decided to delay my road trip until I had a chance to give the piece of furniture a complete hose-down with the garden hose, as the unit had been infested with cockroaches (both ''living'' and crushed or undamaged corpses)... which, after my return, I still had to fully spray down with ''Raid'' after I'd given it a full wipe-down with disinfectant wipes, before finally bringing it inside. Even so, late in the night, I had to spray one of those disgusting critters out of the water heater closet, although there was no way I could be certain if it had come from the table unit having managed to avoid getting dosed with the bug spray, or if it had managed its way into the apartment through some other means.
Also spent the past several days attempting to locate-- and successfully install --a couple of ''cracked'' Blu-ray software programs as replacements for those which programs which were either faulty and/or did not always require an active Internet connection in order to play Blu-ray discs. After a seemingly endless series of misdirections, bait-&-switches, broken links, malware attempts, incomplete installations, and other related disappointments, I'd finally managed to install an ''updated'' version of the ''Full Suite'' of the program of the one I'd installed way back, which had the blessed benefit of not requiring an Internet connection at all (apart from the initial ''registration'' process) but would get twitchy and fall out of sync a bit past halfway through disc playtime (regardless of which type of disc, or on which computer it was used on), plus a ''different marketer, identical product'' player of the one which no longer offered the ''one-year trial'' option, which requires access to the Internet during the first-time disc loading process to retrieve disc information from the ''Server'' which then becomes unnecessary to repeat after those details have been stored on the computer system's hard drive. But because of having visited, and downloaded so much software, from so many sketchy websites, not only did I have to frequently run anti-virus, anti-malware, and anti-adware cleaning programs (to catch & clear the various nasties the protection programs weren't able to stop cold in their tracks initially), but after everything was set I began having a series of ''failed startup/restart'' issues which system restoring options and other automatic system diagnostics seemed to be handling and clearing-up, but I'm still on edge as to their overall effectiveness, not very confident that I might still be facing some-- or worse --problems further down the line.
Unmentioned Highlights from Previous Quarter...
''Week in Review''
March 5 - 7, 2021 (Friday-Sunday)
Received a visit from a serviceman from ''Spectrum'' Friday (Mar. 5), saying he needed to shut down my Internet access temporarily until he was able to determine why their system was receiving some sort of unusually high signal feedback emanating from my subscriber line; it would be revealed that there was some sort of worn/degraded piece inside the apartment's cable access port that required replacement. The following day Sat., Mar. 6) I would receive a series of SMS texts informing me about (widespread?) system disruptions that would require significant time to repair, meaning that Internet service would either be down or spotty: I had no idea if these along with the previous day's issue were in any way connected, but still as of Sunday (Mar. 7) smooth & consistent Internet operation had not yet been fully restored.
I took a brief detour to the ''Little-54'' Walmart after work Sunday, with the intention of seeing if they might have had any futon mats available, with the idea of using such a thing as a layer over top of the sharp ''pain points'' in the fold-down couch Tammy had given me; but being that they did not carry any such items, I did purchase a couple of ''plushy ball'' type throw pillows, which if they proved ineffective, or of negligible effect, as cushions, they could at least double as decorative items.
I'd earlier stolen another Teen Panty from one of the locked units inside one of the locker rooms: it made me just a bit uneasy, as it was the only article of clothing hanging within the space, sharing company only with a sheet of some paper document.
''Weekend in Review''
March 11, 2021 (Thursday)
After hesitating about it for several days, I finally made the [initially] uncomfortable decision to purchase a full-sized ''futon'' mattress for use the fold-down couch (hoping that it might provide some[what] sufficient cushioning over top of those painful hard points), along with a new ''bare-titty girl'' wrist-protector computer mouse pad. The key motivating factor that finally gave me the comfortable incentive to place the order for these items (via ''Amazon'') was the realization that I could apply part of my credit card's ''cash back rewards'' (over $379) to ''pay'' for the orders, essentially making them ''free.''
Plucked the first ripening papaya of this newest batch, then conducted a quick ''wash & wax'' of my motorcycle, taking advantage of the pleasant (very sunny) afternoon.
I'd also tried on several occasions this morning to report the new next-door neighbor for those infuriating dogs she keeps in her apartment for their incessant whining & howling each time she leaves them behind inside, which likely wouldn't be such an irritating problem if it had been just ONE of those shit-eaters, because it would then likely whine for a few minutes before finally shutting itself down, but because there are TWO of those monsters in there, they fucking play off of each other, so they keep-up with those antics non-stop... and no amount of my yelling or banging on the wall shocks them into silence -- I was incapable of reporting the problem at the time, because the times I'd called was ''too early'' (prior to their business hours), nor could I record a message to complain, as their recording device was malfunctioning and prevented me from explaining what I was having to deal with these past couple of days. (I'm even suspecting that the dogs in that apartment were never ''authorized'' to begin with.)
21:45, Eastern Standard Time
March 12 - 14, 2021 (Friday-Sunday)
Having decided I'd had enough, I emailed an attached 3-minute long audio file of those infuriating howling mutts to the Property Manager's office Friday Morning (Mar. 12) and received an email acknowledgment of receipt just a few hours later.
If there was anything going on next door that was in violation of the Lease rules (i.e., unregistered dog(s), unauthorized occupant(s), etc.), the Property Manager did not let-on in any way, but the following Morning (Sat., Mar. 13), when the next instance of the new neighbor(s) vacating the apartment, rather than the unnerving noise of two howling & whining dogs emanating from the directly behind the wall, there was (or seemed to be) only the very brief barking of ''one'' dog coming from inside the [apparently closed] next room over, which reduced even this noise significantly (indicating to me that the Property Manager had passed along my suggestion of shutting those noise-making animals inside their ''bedroom'' prior to leaving the apartment to help muffle any sounds that might reach me -- my other suggestion being that the dog owner(s) should invest in ''shock collars'' in order to train the animals out of the habit.
On Sunday (Mar. 14) I stole another Teen's Panties from inside another locked unit from one of the other ''Women's Locker Rooms'' on our job site. After work that same day, I continued straight to our local ''Lowe's'' with the intention of purchasing some more broccoli starter plants, but after finding none available, I then settled on cauliflower (which I really did not want for a ''food'' plant, but would accept as an ''aesthetic'' addition to the garden), basic eggplant (there were no ''Japanese eggplants''), and another bell pepper of an alternative variety.
''Weekend in Review''
March 15 - 18, 2021 (Monday-Thursday)
Received a text from Mimi Monday (Mar. 15) letting me know she was ready for her next pussylicking after having had a long and hectic week, but because I was preparing to confront a mad hectic week of my own week-- the start of which was to begin the following day (Tue., Mar. 16) with me scheduled to return to the worksite during my off-hours in order to receive my first dose of the 'Pfizer' coronavirus vaccine --I had to decline the opportunity until the following week.
Following Tuesday's inoculation, I used the opportunity to pay a long-since return visit to ''New York New York Pizza'' in the ''Ybor City'' section of Tampa, first getting somewhat ''lost'' when I took an early turn off of Hillsborough Ave., based on a sign pointing directions toward ''Hillsborough Community College,'' only to learn of the existence of a separate campus for the so-named school of whose existence I'd not previously been unaware. Rather than turn back and retrace my pre-planned route, I'd decided to ''wing it'' until I could figure it out, which eventually led me through the Downtown section, until I'd recognized some familiar areas that would aid me in the remainder of my journey. The ironic thing was, as I was leaving, following back along the original track I'd planned out, I'd determined that had I actually kept along with my original plan, I'd have surely missed my turn-off leading to the Ybor campus.
After returning to our city, I half-heartedly decided to spend another visit to ''Sam's Club'' for more work-designated snacks, where I'd decided to make an impulse buy of my first-ever jar of ''almond butter,'' despite it costing $6, which if I factored in the just shy of $4.50 ''rewards'' credit I'd earned from shopping with them, could be reinterpreted as my having spent only about $1.50 for the jar.
The other complication/disruption of my week came on Thursday (Mar. 18), as I had been informed the previous week that I'd be expected to work extra hours not part of my normal schedule.
''Week in Review''
March 19 - 21, 2021 (Friday-Sunday)
Thanks in part to the disruption of my routine that was thrown-off due to the scheduling adjustment, I'd somehow managed to sleep through my awakening alarms Friday (Mar. 19), which I did not realize until I had a bladder-emptying call hit me, whereupon I'd realized that I'd had only Five Minutes remaining before my normally scheduled check-in time, which resulted in my arriving at the job site 1.25 hours late!
As an indirect result of this late awakening however, I was alerted to the fact that I had yet another ant nest invasion problem which needed to be dealt with, when I'd observed several of them crawling around on top of my workstation and learned that they had gotten there from crawling around on one of the sweatshirts I'd put on as an additional windbreaker layer before leaving the apartment for my commute. I'd addressed the problem after returning from work Saturday (Mar. 20), tracking the nest back to one of the small boxes (ironically, the box in which my ''Spectrum'' Internet hub equipment had arrived in) underneath my bedroom window, which greatly surprised me that it had been so close by and had grown to such a massive size, considering the fact that I'd been routinely leaving all sorts of things with ''food residue'' out in the open on the floor for extended periods of time and had never even once observed any ants (neither swarms nor individuals) taking advantage of the situations.
''Weekend in Review''
March 26 - April 4, 2021 (Friday 1st -Sunday 2nd)
Thanks to another scheduling disruption-- this time because of one of the ''brown-nosing snake'' surreptitiously making a last-minute ''modification'' to my ''regular'' work schedule Sunday (Mar. 28) (while our supervisor was on his Central American vacation) without bothering to inform me of it --I arrived to my jobsite on-time, ''late,'' after I'd been contacted about an hour prior to my normal waking & prepping time that I had been ''expected'' to be there on site at that very time! Because of this ''sneak attack,'' I had absolutely zero intentions of attempting to arrive on-site any earlier than my ''normally'' scheduled time -- which our supervisor had repeatedly assured me prior to his departure would not be adjusted in any way!
On my way back from work Monday (Mar. 29), I retrieved my tatami and furikake orders from the Post Office: the former of which I'd learned was considerably more comfortable than what I'd skeptically been anticipating, thus making sleeping attempts on the ''futon'' folding couch considerably more bearable; the latter of which I'd realized on Wednesday (Mar. 31) that at least one of the jars had shattered during the shipment, so I called ''Amazon'' to see about returning the unopened shipment for a replacement, but since the order was through a ''third party'' seller, there was no ''returns/exchanges'' policy, so Amazon simply issued me a ''store credit'' and I was not required to return the damaged shipment, which still left me with all but the one jar in good usable condition.
''Weekend-to-Weekend Review''
April 9 - 11, 2021 (Friday-Sunday)
Traveled back-and-forth to the jobsite Friday (Apr. 9)-- only to have to return hours later, in order to work my normal shift --in order to keep the appointment to receive my ''second'' dose of the ''Pfizer'' CoViD-19 vaccination. I then notified my Mother via SMS text right after the procedure -- she would later respond in kind to inform me that with my inoculation, our entire (Maternal) Family, save for one of my Aunts, had so been immunized.
Following the inoculation, I took advantage of the time outside by deciding to visit the small ''pizza by the slice'' establishment in Downtown New Port Richey, called, ''Angie's,'' which I'd been meaning to try out literally for years, ever since the time of my first having noticed it -- it wasn't anything as good as ''New York New York'' in Ybor City, nor even close to as good as those from similar little shops in the New York/Jersey areas (lacking a telling bit in the ''flavor'' department), and the slices were similarly considerably smaller than what is typically expected from such holes in the wall.
Some time after returning to the apartment, I sent another SMS text out... this time to ''Mimi,'' informing her of my vaccinated status, of course with the intention of enticing her to arrange another ''Pussylicking'' date at some point.
Toward the end of my workshift Sunday (Apr. 11) I began getting hit with an unexpected level of sleepiness, which was something I'd already been contending with by the time I'd arrived at the worksite, despite the fact that I'd pretty much slept more than what was really needed. On the return trip back to the apartment however was when I'd ended up getting smacked hard with the condition, as I was embattled with constant bouts of trying to remain alert and focused during nearly the entire motorcycle riding distance, having experienced at least two instances where I'd had brief flashes where I'd completely ''blanked out'' at a couple of points along the way.
After making it back to the apartment, I would discover that I'd accidentally left my front door completely unlocked prior to my earlier departure for work.
I (the area?) would also experience a power supply outage as a result of the anticipated storm that passed its way through.
''Weekend in Review''
April 12 - 15, 2021 (Monday-Thursday)
Made another call to the debt-collection agency Monday (Apr. 12- whom I'd first interacted with back near the close of February) in regards to the supposed debt of a charge I supposedly still owe to ''Frontier Communications,'' following my service disconnection request, during which time (i.e., during the request to disconnect call), after a couple of hours of being on the line with the representative, I was instructed to pay a particular portion of the ''final bill,'' which I'd fulfilled, and because of my following through with that obligation I've since chosen to dispute any of the remaining charges -- (the irony of which being that had I not received the ''debt-collection notice'' on the very same morning as when I'd first made that initial dispute call, I had already had it in my mind that very day to go ahead and cover the supposed ''remaining'' amount, just to be rid of all of the hassle... but the impatient timing of the debt-collection hand-off triggered a reactionary resistance response from me and made me determined to fight against it). During this call, I made it a point to gather my ''receipts'' and email them to their service, showing them the screen-capped records of the financial transaction I'd made with regard to what was discussed during the disconnection request call.
Feeling somewhat in ''procrastination panic mode'' Thursday (Apr. 15), I rushed to get my tax return form filed online, using ''Turbo Tax,'' until they decided to refuse my submission request UNLESS I was foolishly willing to approve their assessment of a Bullshit $60 fee. In response, I went to the IRS website to seek out an alternative ''free file'' service, and not only did I find one (which I'd used once or twice before, but was incapable of recovering the password because of my refusal to provide my cellphone number, causing me to register a new account), but it was also during this time that I'd finally been made aware of the fact that the U.S. Government had [indeed] issued another ''automatic extension'' for filing due to the ''CoViD'' crisis.
''Week in Review''
April 19 - 22, 2021 (Monday-Thursday)
Discovered a new trick while at the jobsite Monday (Apr. 19), when I made off with several small thin bar magnets-- which I'd strongly suspected were a form of ''Rare Earth'' magnets --and in trying to find a spot to temporarily set them aside on or in my motorcycle, I finally considered the possibility of employing them as a fairly secure, more easily modifiable, and far less tacky alternative to holding my ''Breeze-Blowing Panties'' in place on the mirror unit, which also come with the additional benefit of allowing for easy removal & restoration, especially since the panties I have on the motorcycle now are about due for replacement anyway, as they've gotten pretty aggressively sun-bleached and tattered to the point of barely holding itself together.
Received a text from ''Mimi'' Wednesday Morning (Apr. 21), asking me if I'd be available to Eat Her Pussy sometime this week: I informed her that a 'same-day' meeting would be preferable, if it were possible, because our work site supervisor had decided to jack with my ''normal'' schedule again, shifting my stuff around.
She managed to swing by at around 15:00, which gave me my first opportunity to try-out the new bedroom set-up with the ''futon,'' which had its ''plusses'' and ''minuses,'' but overall I think I more prefer performing at ''floor level.'' One very pleasant and unexpected surprise to come out of this latest encounter was that I'd finally managed to elicit from her that one elusive gem I'd never thought she'd permit herself to drop her guard for: the ''audible'' moaning expressions of her pleasurable experience as she was climaxing -- brought about via a ''double-teaming'' process of two-fingered thrusting inside of her while simultaneously sucking non-stop on her swollen clit.
Despite all of that, the departure wasn't quite as ''high-spirited'' as usual, as she chose to share with me some of the pictures & posts she follows on ''Instagram'' or some such Social Media site, first critiquing how/why so many women just allow their bodies to reach such horrid overweight proportions, which somehow transitioned into a back-&-forth about ''Police,'' [her version of] the History of Policing in the United States, and her buying into the bullshit that ''MORE Blacks'' (not just more ''proportionally,'' but ''more'' as in ''actual total numbers'') are killed by Police in this Country. Likewise, my repeated attempts to explain what We can-- nay, ''NEED'' --to do as ''Black People'' in America to minimize, perhaps even eliminate altogether, any instances of actual or perceived ''Police Violence/Brutality'' that we're always being fed through different Media and Pseudo-Media outlets as part of a dishonest and disingenuous narrative, was like an Astrophysicist attempting to give the simplest explanation of Einstein's Theory of General Relativity to a meowing cat. Her refusal to accept, or even simply yield to JUST SOME of the explanations of someone (a ''Black Man,'' no less... or perhaps ''especially'' or ''particularly'') that attempted to balance out the narrative with appeals to Facts and Logic/Reason, only served as another reminder for me to *STOP* trying to educate and ''talk sense'' to ''My People'' when they've already got their closed minds steadfastly made-up.
I cooked for myself after the 'Pussy-In-My-Face' encounter a couple of baked fish fillets (one each of Whiting and Flounder); a couple of stalks of steamed broccoli along with a couple of handfuls of green beans and a couple of carrots, also steamed, which I then finished off with one of the papayas from my tree, rather than drinking anything -- resulting the following morning (Thu. Apr. 22) in an unexpected series of bouts with diarrhea, of which I suspect the papaya was the major factor, as I did consume the near entirety of a rather large fruit in that one sitting.
Upon arriving at work later, I would learn in confirmation what I was already somewhat expecting (based on the previous similarly broken promise), that he would reneg on the assurance that he would exchange one of my ''normal'' work days to compensate for having me scheduled to come into work during what are my regular ''off-hours'' -- and not only that, but he had also scheduled me to work additional hours on that day, on top of my ''regularly scheduled'' hours.
''Week in Review''
May 10 - 16, 2021 (Monday-Sunday)
Took a detour into ''Lowe's'' on the ride back from work Monday (May 10) with the intention of purchasing some bug spray, in order to have more of a ready supply on-hand to tackle the ongoing ant infestation problems -- the latest of which reared its ugly head inside the bathroom the previous night. They were out of stock of what I was specifically searching for, but one of the sales associates who happened to be right in front of the display, conversing with another, sold me on some ''gel'' solution marketed under the ''COMBAT'' line of products that supposedly attracts ants to feed upon it and transport it back to their nests to feed their larvae and queens. I did not think I'd be getting around to using it for some time, as I'd already sprayed those areas where I'd best suspected the latest stream had been emanating from, but another line of activity from them was spotted on and around my ''living room'' book shelves Wednesday (May 12), so this provided the first opportunity to test the product out.
I also spent portions of these days to conduct a few spots of buff-&-shine ''detailing'' on the motorcycle, both as part of an anti-sunlight protective measure and in pre-preparation ahead of my out-of-state trip. I was especially focused on my windshield, as it was so clouded and caked-over that I wasn't convinced that anything I might be able to try would be at all effective... at least not without ruining it other ways, which I'd suspected I'd actually done after being confronted with the dull cloudy after-effects which had resulted from my use of a ''COMET-type'' powder cleanser with a ''soft'' non-stick pan safe scouring pad drenched in white vinegar: but to my pleasant surprise, after this ''cleansing'' phase was followed-up with a vigorous application of the ''plexiglas polish,'' the clarity actually returned (nowhere near ''like-new'' in appearance, but definitely satisfactory -- especially considering that the machine and its major parts are pushing 15-years old!
I also replaced the faded ''tassels'' on the mirrors, and had engaged in experimenting with other panties while continuing to test out the practical use of magnets to keep them securely in place.
Speaking of ''Panties'' -- after a couple of weeks of bypassing a couple of readily-available pairs, and unenthusiastically making off with a waistbandless ''Victoria's Secret/PINK” panty the previous weekend, I finally came upon a nice ''BIG'' one I liked well enough to steal Saturday Morning (May 15), from what had been left among her other outer wear item on the floor – no ''Pussy Scent'' was detectable however. :( -- [I would then go on to follow that one up the next morning (Sun., May 16) by deciding to give-in and raid the locker of one of the aforementioned ''bypassed'' panties and took those as well.]
A few hours later, after my ''panty find,'' my work area was visited by a trio of Peafowl, which seemed to appear to belong to a ''family group'', as one of the pair of males was FULLY adorned, while the other was lacking any sign of the flamboyant tail feathers, suggesting that it was still in a ''juvenile'' stage of his life, and of course the third of the trio was a ''Hen.'' While photographing and video-recording them, ultimately even deciding to ''follow'' them around, while they were not exactly ''fearful,'' they similarly seemed far from ''skittish,'' which led me to suspect that someone here had gotten into the practice of feeding them during the mornings when I'm not on site -- which seemed to be confirmed when they began congregating right outside of the office doors... so for the sake of capturing a few more clearer ''close-up'' shots of them on my cellphone, I decided to treat them to a few of the mini egg rolls that had been left for us at our primary office just prior to my arrival. I then sent one of the shorter videos I'd shot to my Mother as part of a Text Message. But rather than departing within an expected reasonable amount of time, they all continued to linger around, often directly outside of the doors and windows, right up until the worker for the next shift arrived on site.
I'd finally made the determination Friday (May 14) that the ''sitting-&-sleeping'' set-up in the bedroom is a lost cause -- that the futon mat on the fold-down couch is not only a pain in the posterior to work with in any reasonable fashion, but that it is also no longer being effective in providing any sort of reasonable comfort, especially as a cushion against the metal joint ''pain points,'' which it only ever barely did at all to begin with. I therefore proceeded to revert back to my original floor plan layout when I'd returned from work Saturday, utilizing the futon mat as an additional cushion/layer on the floor mattress, then transferring the couch unit to the ''living room,'' positioning it in front of my bookshelf/computer stand, in place of the plastic chair which I'd been keeping outside in front since a few weeks prior to my last Pussy-Eating Date with Mimi. With this decision, it would finally result in my excuse to at long last rid myself of those ''sliding closet doors'' which I'd been retaining to keep using as some sort of ''stabilizing base'' for my bedding set-ups.
The ''Fuel Injection'' alert light, as well as the engine acceleration on my motorcycle have been causing me ''issues'' yet again, and this time it's not anything as easily remedied as revving the engine prior to departure, or disengaging/restarting the engine. I consider the timing of this to be rather ''curious''... and so much for the ''Top Tier'' Gas remedy.
On a related note: I'd not heard anything about the ''Pipeline Hack'' (& subsequent payout) until Thursday Morning... and sure enough, it brought all of the Paranoid Idiots out in a buying-&-hoarding panic.
''Full Week in Review''
May 17 - 23, 2021 (Monday-Sunday)
Immediately after work Monday (May 17) I stopped by the ''On The Fly'' convenience store which served as the ''BP''gas station I'd frequent to inquire of them if they had been aware of, or checked the video feed of, a situation from the previous night that I'd witnessed at their location, and to which alerted the Police (Hillsborough County Sheriff) about five minutes afterwards, which involved a pair of trucks that I'd observed in passing that had been suspiciously parked extremely close to the fueling pumps, parallel with each other on either side of one of the islands, both facing the storefront, and both with the doors on the ''pump-side'' of each vehicle swung wide open as if to block from view any activity they might have been engaged in behind them. The staffer on-duty said he and his supervisor (whom I believe he said was the owner of the business?) were not aware of anything related to the incident, so I made sure to provide him with a Time Stamp as to where to begin reviewing whatever recorded video they might have had from that period.
I've used the ''past-tense'' language when describing my patronage of their establishment, as I'd immediately made the conscious decision to discontinue patronizing their business after it had been explained to me that even though they close shop at night, they do leave the fuel pumping stations operational, which led me to suspect more strongly that of the two possible scenarios I'd postulated for what these two men were engaging in-- either trying to steal fuel (following the pipeline hack that resulted in people ''panic buying'' ...and a ''ransom payout'') or intending on installing a ''card skimming'' device --the latter would've likely been the most likely and most worrisome... and even ''IF'' I'd been misreading & misinterpreting the entire situation as I saw it, the idea leaving those devices still operating during times when absolutely No One is on-hand to monitor the area, or at least have enough of a presence to act as a deterrent, I'd decided that the ''convenience'' (and often a few extra pennies saved, compared to the other surrounding ''Top Tier'' stations) would simply no longer be worth such a risk.
In preparing for the dentist appointment I'd scheduled for Thursday (May 20) I'd pulled-out and dug-through everywhere I could think of, trying to [re]locate my Medical History documents, not sure how or why (not to mention, where) I'd misplaced them from where I typically normally keep (kept) them... so I just had to hope that any such questions they might've needed to ask me would be vague and general, which fortunately they were.
To no surprise, a newly formed cavity had indeed been detected, along with an anomaly of sorts which the staff dentist forwarded to her superiors to get their assessment & recommendation on what might be at issue and what steps they believed should be taken: but what did somewhat surprise me (though being that I'd purchased the ''Dental Plan'' during my ''Obamacare'' renewal registration it really should not have done so at all) was the revelation that ''My Insurance'' would cover None of the recommended surgery.
Perhaps my biggest surprise of the day, as it related to my dental appointment, actually had nothing to do with my ''Oral'' Health, but my ''Physical'' Health, as the extreme tightness of the clothes, of which I'd not worn for quite some time, had revealed to me in no unmistakable terms just how much extra body mass I'd in fact managed to (no pun intended) amass. I'd always been visually aware of the extra filling in and around my midsection, but since this no-ambiguity tight-fitting, I've become considerably less ''dismissive'' of the actual reality... and it's not helping matters much that I've been binging for about the past month trying to gnaw my way through as much of my ''frozen'' food items ahead of my brief trip back to the ''Blue Ridge'' Valley, out of a concern over the possibility that the complex/area could experience power outages while I'm away.
I had my laptop with me at work Saturday (May 22), as I normally do... but for whatever unknown reason, the laptop remained dead and inactive after multiple attempts and reattempts to even indicate that it was receiving power from any sources at all, let alone switching on or rebooting. After one after work fake-out restart (which I'd decided to switch right back off in order to confirm that the problem had cleared itself -- which of course it hadn't and fell right back into ''Lying Dead'' mode), I'd decided to leave it sit undisturbed until after work the following day (Sun., May 23), where this time it restarted without any issue, immediately after which I ran full malware scans which found nothing of concern. A subsequent search online considered looking into replacement of something called the ''CMOS battery.'' Even so, as a result of this current (and so far, seemingly ''ongoing'') hiccup, I began scouring ''Amazon'' for something that might serve as a replacement -- even going to the extreme and looking at products from ''DELL,'' which I'd sworn forever ''never'' to consider, believing all of their products are trash... yet I honestly must admit that I'd always applauded the quality of their ''monitors,'' something which is now strongly being factored in as part of any potential purchasing decision.
And literally every day all week, I've been doing battle with these ants, which have been coming out of (sometimes more than one) places in EVERY room of this apartment! I've NEVER seen this before! And as each new scout presented herself, I laid out dabs of the ''fipronil gel'' in hopes of putting an end to them once and for all.
''Full Week in Review''
May 28, 2021 (Friday)
Kept my dental appointment early this morning for my first filling extraction & replacement (this following an earlier scare from the previous day when I'd confused one of the texts I'd received from their office with one that had me briefly panicked that I was running against the clock, when in fact that text was a reminder of my ''initial visit'' appointment).
Afterward, I [finally] felt somewhat motivated to re-engage in my ''running/exercise'' routine, which mostly involved a struggled run (with frequent ''brisk walk'' rest breaks) to and from the Post Office, followed by a small set of sit-ups after I'd returned to the apartment -- it will definitely be some time before I've reattained the former levels of strength/endurance I'd worked myself up to prior to my dropping-off... but I'm getting disgusted with how this extra ''baggage'' I've been hauling around about my mid-section is looking & feeling, and how much of a struggle fitting into my old clothes is bothering me.
11:45, Eastern Daylight Time
May 29, 2021 (Saturday)
Managed to come across another left-behind panty from the same locker room as where I'd uncovered the previous one, this one having been pulled off along with, and left held inside, her ''gym shorts,'' also with clear evidence of having been worn for a decent while, but again no ''Pussy Perfume.'' Because I'd found this one in almost the exact same spot as the previous ones I'd stolen, I'd assumed that it had belonged to the same Teenaged Young Lady, but upon trying to find a display spot for it I'd noticed that this latest one was noticeably smaller in size. With this latest find also comes the realization that after this particular snatch & grab I won't be able to engage in my ''Panty Thief'' activities for awhile, due to the upcoming Summer Slowdown.
I'd also returned to find our nearby Downtown/Entertainment district hosting some sort of ''Car Show'': I was relieved to find that no ''outsiders'' had violated our set-aside parking spots where I secure my motorcycle.
I also learned after returning inside and disrobing that I'd inadvertently brought our main set of ''Work Keys'' along with me, but they still had access to a ''Back-Up'' set in the meantime.
16:15, Eastern Daylight Time
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