I've been getting angry at things lately...

I never used to ever get angry about anything.

But I have to admit.. I am officially angry.

So much to cover. My brain is a smorgasbord

Why was the Hydro 1 lady following me at ipeeeeezkko?

Why is there a file on me at the local prittnikc?

I need Ryan and Rich to exit the situation. Rich is a nice fellow. But Ryan is just doing a 'job' and i've caught on to his ways.

People are blindly in support of my significant other... and so I know of other people's being involved. It's pathetic.. those cowards. The more you try to control his situation the more you degrade him, belittle him and make him nothing.

A non supportive family keeps you in bondage in other places.

Your family could be the poison in your life.

So much to the point where it's obvious it's more a job than anything.

Meddlers think they are do gooders but they are all really no gooders.

Can't wait to move to Los Angeles.

My family tells their pork friends lies about me so that my inlaws will hear the rumours through the grapevine. How evil is that? I have a right to be angry at this. Just so their stories seem consistent... it is the most evil thing to be stabbed in the back by your own family. Especially when it's lies and not truth.

Some guys too.. liars. The Marvin the Martian is a liar. Mark unfortunately was the biggest liar and we are even steven. Did they not think there would be consequences stemming from their lies? That may affect ppl in the real world? Matthew Mark Luke and John.. all significant people...

I give great massages. Especially the arms and hands. You don't even need to go to college for that.

I believe this world is like a game of Dungeons and Dragons.

He's stuck on the Da Vinci Code and yet... everything in there is stuff I said to him years ago... not just him but a lot of people. Mary Magdalene.. you know her?

I believe in green skies and purple grass. I believe in hot snow and cold steam.

Emily Rose was interesting and what's been bothering me is that every morning for the past few days.. i've been waking up to the smell of something burning. I asked him 'can you smell that?'.. he said 'what?'... i said 'can you smell that smell?' .. 'no i don't smell anything' he replied. He was concerned.. I could smell extreme burning odour.. pungeant... smoking burning house.. burn smell.. and I got scared. I started singing Refiner's Fire. Ironic? Coincidence?