The sun has never looked so
red here. I’m guessing it has to do with the wildfires further north.
Using the schedule predictor
program, I was able to reschedule my endo appointment. It worked great and it’s
a really awesome program. The only problem is that now I have to wait till
October 15th but oh well. It’s not like it’s an emergency.
I’m back to voice blogging on
Tumblr using Vocaroo’s recorder. I don’t know how long that will last but we’ll
see. There’s another online recorder I would have preferred to use that sounds
better and snips any silent sections but it literally takes forever to
download.
I’m sitting here going back
and forth in my mind as to whether or not I should publish any more books
because I’m just never going to make any real money that way. There are simply
too many books out there despite so many people not being able to write very
well and lacking interest in reading. It really does seem like you have to be
famous or infamous in order to make sales.
Then something hit me. If the
Revenge story ever reaches anyone that “inspired” it, particularly the black
bitch, I could very well become infamous. I just know that had the internet
been what it is now 18 years ago, I would have been trending everywhere, as
sick, sad, twisted and unfair as it may be (though I wonder how many would’ve
wondered why something so petty was getting the same attention murderers and
celebrities get as opposed to automatically siding with blacks). That would
have generated a huge amount of sales at least for a while. It would be my shit
luck to make sales after I was dead, too.
I would appreciate it if the
story not only reached the intended readers but was also kept between us as it
always should have been but I would rather it reach them and become infamous in
death than for it not to reach them and nothing to happen. If I don’t die till
my late 70s, though, there’s no saying how many of them may still be around but
sooner or later the story is definitely going to be out there either way just
like their “story” on me is out there. And there it will remain forever for
when we delete things they’re never really deleted. I’m going to spread it like
wildfire on as many sites as I can that may be available at the time, reducing
the chances of it not being publicly and easily accessible somewhere even if
some sites take it down. We’ll either kill ourselves together someday or I’ll
kill myself alone because he died unexpectedly and I’ll launch it before this
happens, or I’ll simply schedule it. I’ll probably schedule it at some point
regardless for a date that we’ll both definitely be gone in case we’re both
suddenly killed in a car crash or something. No way I’m going to live till I’m
85 or 90 so I might do it for that time. It just depends. It’s too soon to make
any plans as far as that goes but it will definitely be out there someday
unless we’re both suddenly killed in a car accident or a meteorite falls on our
heads today.
Still watching the Forensic
Files and still not understanding why they don’t keep rapists in jail
forever. Better yet, why they don’t kill them? They’re not changeable,
redeemable, or curable in any way. No rapist could possibly be set free after
doing jail time and expected not to rape again unless they either become
disabled or a would-be victim stops them. So why do we let them return to society
just to repeat their crimes and oftentimes even worse when they graduate to
murder? Just do the right thing, for God’s sake, and kill the bastards!
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