Let me rant and vent about the neighborhood noise before I get into my grand Twitter plans. If I didn’t know any better I’d swear it was a weekday today! I still can’t believe the amount of shit we hear here. Projects, landscaping, traffic… there’s something nearly every single day. 

Today’s annoyance was them putting gravel and a scattering of small plants on the new people’s lot. I figured they wouldn’t leave it bare, but it’s the best I could hope for because it should generate less upkeep racket this way. Had they had grass laid down, that’d be different. The people next to them were mowing their grass. 

The thing that keeps me from going from agnostic to total atheist is because coincidentally, this shit waited till I got up to start and took over 4 hours to complete. Because these things happen to happen when I’m around and awake, it still makes me think the same noise curse that was put on me in the 90s is still following me around. It’s gotta be aimed at me, because Tom said it was quiet until I got up, and this isn’t the first time it happened to turn out like that. I’d be willing to bet just about anything that it was nice and quiet while we were away. 

The warmer weather definitely has its pros and cons just like the colder weather. I love the warm weather and I love wearing shorts and summer clothes, but it’s not as good for sleeping or exercising. People are noisier in the daytime, and car stereos can be heard booming down the freeway at night. 

I moved our little 2-seater round kitchen table into our very large master bedroom so I could work in there when I’m on days since sounds reverberate through our cavernous living room a lot easier than they do back in the bedroom. In fact, I’m hearing the distant thump of bass as I write this that couldn’t be heard in there. Through the warmer weather, I may work in there day and night. It’s terrible. Just terrible. Really wish we weren’t so close to the edge of the park. Not sure if it’s one vehicle that’s parked nearby or a ton of different ones blazing down the freeway, but by the time these ferociously loud things were still legal in 2005, I knew they always would be. 

We will eventually get a new 4-seater living room set as we’ve needed to do but haven’t considered a top priority. It still isn’t, especially since we eat at our computers and don’t entertain or anything like that. Plus, we have tons of counter space with stools to sit on. 

We walked/ran a little over 2 miles and this time it only took 27 minutes as I get fitter and faster. 

My Twitter plans… I was entering an Amazon instant sweep when I accidentally woke my account back up that I had deactivated because I had to follow someone in order to play the game. I refuse to promote people by retweeting and other things like that, but I don’t mind following sweeps or their sponsors on Twitter because I don’t have to see their tweets. In fact, I don’t have to see anyone’s tweets there because now that Aly and I got sick of using Twitter for tweeting life and our everyday thoughts, there’s nothing to see. She was the only one I was really following there. But rather than deactivate again, I thought I would use that account as a reading list and tweet whatever book I’m currently reading. 

I used one of those free sites that deletes tons of old tweets, but they only deleted about half of them. So I still have a few thousand to manually delete a little at a time. 

I also thought I’d create a few other Twitter accounts. One for tweeting my wins, one for my collectibles, and one for the main highlights of my life, though those last two will be private. The question is what I should consider a “highlight.” Obviously buying a house isn’t something we do every day, but neither is buying a new living room set. Yet I’m not sure buying a new living room set is considered a main event. 

I’m also using one of my old Ask accounts to back up both dreams and pics. 

Had a dream I was at the beach with my sister and nieces. Unfortunately, our parents were alive, though, and had a summer cottage again. Not sure what state we were in, but at one point I was in the water myself. It was very calm and clear. I stuck my face in the water, opened my eyes and peered down at the ocean floor about 6 feet below me. I saw the heads of dead cows, bulls, and even some snakes. 

I got out of the water and sprawled out on the beach. Then I realized I was getting too much sun for my pale, sensitive skin, and then I got up and sort of “fell” into a very small circular pond with water so murky you couldn’t see half an inch through it. Afraid of what creatures may be present in it, I quickly scrambled out and into the cottage. 

Tammy handed me a hot pink pen and said, “Here. Mom found your favorite writing pen that you lost under the rug.” 

I took the pen and looked down at the rug on the porch floor and noticed another pen just under the edge of it. 

I explained to Aly how I was sending Alyssa chapters of the story I threw her in just for shits and giggles, and how she prevented me from sending additional friend requests because I sent more than one, thinking my first one might not have made it to her. I just wanted Aly's opinion and for her to tell me if she thought she hadn’t received them at all, hadn’t noticed them in her “other” box, has noticed them but chose to ignore them completely, or if she’s noticing and reading them. 

Because she prevented me from sending additional friend requests, Aly suspects that she hasn’t noticed them sitting in her “other” box. 

This would be my guess as well. Although… wouldn’t someone as smart as a doctor notice the number count rising in her “recent request” section which is where the “other” box is? But if she’s seen them then why hasn’t she blocked me? Sheer curiosity about the story? 

Damn Facebook for making it so hard to contact people! First they don’t allow messages to go through in the first place, and now they have to go to a place where most people don’t even think to look for them. What’s the point then? I’d rather be blocked and know that someone at least got my message than wonder if they got them or if they’ve noticed them if they did. Because of that, I’m not going to bother sending additional chapters. Kinda funny, though, to imagine her finally noticing it in 10 years or so and being like, WTF? LOL, Would she then wish she could read the rest of the story? 

On Facebook was yet another report of a black attacking a white at a Trump rally. So sad that so many blacks still think violence is the way to get ahead in life despite the fact that 95% or more of the population has long since accepted them. Some things really never do change. I'll bet this guy will barely get a slap on the wrist, but if he were white he'd go down hard for a hate crime. Really, if this guy was so anti-Trump (as most of us are, myself included) then why did he bother to go to his rally? Isn't that like going to a concert to see a band you don't like? It's like he was looking for trouble. Really, these people sometimes ASK for what they get and they MAKE haters out of some people. 

I totally understand having a bleeding heart for the blacks that were once slaves and truly shit on constantly, but I don’t get why anyone has any sympathy these days for them with the way so many of them are acting out, looting, killing, playing the race card, gang banging, and ruining so many lives. I’m sick of hearing all the shit they pull and so many people having this senseless and unfounded sympathy for them. The few that are as fed up with them as I am it’s because THEY made us this way. Yet almost everyone just loves them. What will be the next “politically correct” thing, to praise and make excuses for rapists and child molesters? 

A white blogger was saying she was sick of hearing how “privileged” she is as she had to work 3 jobs to make ends meet and is sick of hearing how “easy” it is to be white. I don’t blame her at all! 

There was a case of a few white chicks getting kicked off a plane for fighting without being arrested at all. Sure enough, a black guy automatically cried, “White privilege!” 

Wrong! It’s people not thinking violence is any big deal and a country with twisted laws. Same thing would’ve happened had the chicks been black as midnight. But they see only what they want to see and not the facts. 

Just had to vent. Man, I am so, so fucking sick of their shit, their whining, their false accusations, their everything! Nothing is ever good enough for them. How I wish we could go back to segregation at times. 

I wonder how many more years or decades it will be before whites finally get fed up enough to start attacking them, but I can ask the same thing about why we haven’t attacked all the Muzzies. Really why don’t we? Why don’t we make the world a safer place to live? They say two wrongs don’t make a right, but maybe sometimes it’s the only way to put people in their proper place and get them to do the right thing. As I learned long ago, the more we take shit, the more shit we’re going to get. So isn’t it time to stop making excuses for these “poor oppressed” people who technically have more rights than we ever had? 

I may be disgusted with society and its laws in general, but I never would’ve thought I’d come to have so much hatred for these people. Again, though, I’m only what they themselves have made me. I’m in the 5% or less that hasn’t an ounce of pity for you. I ain’t doing the “black love” thing and joining in the sympathy campaign when YOU’RE the ones antagonizing us. Certain individuals that are kind to me and have never given me a reason to dislike them, sure. But as a whole, they can go fuck themselves. 

Facebook needs to get a keyword filter so those of us sick of hearing about racism and other shit can filter/block that cow crap out.