September 7, 2024
Good morning North Americans, and good day in general to everyone else.
This post shall be what i want to say in public for this day, at first it will be fairly short, but before midnight strikes here in my time zone it may swell into a bulky load of unicorn manure.
I think i have been spending too much, my bank has taken certain measures which i will need to scrutinize further but it's like even when i put a payment in i'll only be able to have $100 credit.
The other day i discovered i had some credit and had gotten volume one of Joseph Smith's Journals, but then i wanted those page turners of James Patterson, and i managed to get the 2nd one, but even now am i waiting for the refund on the Journals to go through.
I have to try real hard to make it to church tomorrow, to make the environment less suspenseful, it's like a delicate procedure living with dad, he has to be happy, but not too happy. The other day his mean brother hurt his feelings again, and as he was droning on about how that made him feel i just had the stoic armor on, i've heard this twaddle countless times, it does no lasting good to coddle him, and quote scripture and so forth. At 80 years old the chances of growing up is slim, but i should be more concerned with how it is with me, and whether i'm missing plain in sight things.
There is so much to read, this is a phrase i say too much, but it's most true thing i can think of, so i always turn it into a game with silly rules, like i have to read those books as much as i've read social media posts these last 12 or so years.
I'll have 4 more cups of coffee till i blast off in my gummy spaceship, to worlds and scenarios and feelings unknown since the days of Atlantis.
Brother is sending home some lasagna, yummerzzz.
Dad was telling me how he finished Revelation last night, and when i offered to read him some Mormon writings, he was like get thee behind me satan, and yes, Mormon literature is the best way to make him scram.
This post shall be what i want to say in public for this day, at first it will be fairly short, but before midnight strikes here in my time zone it may swell into a bulky load of unicorn manure.
I think i have been spending too much, my bank has taken certain measures which i will need to scrutinize further but it's like even when i put a payment in i'll only be able to have $100 credit.
The other day i discovered i had some credit and had gotten volume one of Joseph Smith's Journals, but then i wanted those page turners of James Patterson, and i managed to get the 2nd one, but even now am i waiting for the refund on the Journals to go through.
I have to try real hard to make it to church tomorrow, to make the environment less suspenseful, it's like a delicate procedure living with dad, he has to be happy, but not too happy. The other day his mean brother hurt his feelings again, and as he was droning on about how that made him feel i just had the stoic armor on, i've heard this twaddle countless times, it does no lasting good to coddle him, and quote scripture and so forth. At 80 years old the chances of growing up is slim, but i should be more concerned with how it is with me, and whether i'm missing plain in sight things.
There is so much to read, this is a phrase i say too much, but it's most true thing i can think of, so i always turn it into a game with silly rules, like i have to read those books as much as i've read social media posts these last 12 or so years.
I'll have 4 more cups of coffee till i blast off in my gummy spaceship, to worlds and scenarios and feelings unknown since the days of Atlantis.
Brother is sending home some lasagna, yummerzzz.
Dad was telling me how he finished Revelation last night, and when i offered to read him some Mormon writings, he was like get thee behind me satan, and yes, Mormon literature is the best way to make him scram.
