*WOman

Thank you for feelings.

I chose from a list of vocational schools that the GI bill would pay for.

Imagine my dismay after I graduated the schools, Veterans Affairs told me I have to pay all that money back. So I’ve spent the last 15 years working those jobs to repay the government all that college money they said I earned for serving in the army. Thanks for all these years of empty promises & torture, GI bill.

He was probably pretending to talk to someone on the phone. But there was no one on the phone. He was senile. Because that’s the demographic we’re dealing with here.

Baltimore Maryland train, some man thought I was so pretty(?) he handed me a $5 bill on his way out of the train. I looked at him like , “WTF?!” wordlessly declined his offering, he looked offended, and he left. That’s the weirdest thing I’ve personally experienced or seen on public transportation but I’ve seen a lot weirder things online. Like a couple months ago that man who fucking STABBED some young lady in the neck & MURDERED her 🤦🏼‍♀️

And Jimmy Hoffa mysteries solved too.

And to have it be presented to you all in one big heaping steaming fragrant pile?

We can find lost things after we die? I wanna be reunited with all the ponytail holders-rubberbands-hair-baubles I’ve lost over the years.

Okay then I wonder why it showed up in my inbox as a response to me?

Oh you really think so? Go ahead and describe everything about me & my life as best as you can, solely based on what I said up there.

What’s the maximum amount of time you could tolerate hiding in the bushes with spiders & bugs, unsure when/if the serial shitter might ever return? Would you be willing to hunker down in the spider bug cold pokey bushes all night long & all the next day, and on day 3 at 4:42am you finally catch the shitter in the act? Will you have no tent? No sleeping bag? Snacks? Activities to pass time? Do you not have a job & duties to attend to, this wouldn’t interrupt your week at all? Probably much easier to install a camouflaged motion-sensitive camera to capture the shitter. Then what you do? Turn the camera footage into the police.

I’ve decided I’m gonna hide in some bushes nearby and catch them doing the deed. But what do I do then?

Back in the good old wild West lawless days I’d say it’d be a great opportunity for vigilante target practice, culling the miscreants from our population. But that’s probably illegal nowadays.

Careful, let’s not feed into the nefarious ideas that manufacturers already have.

YouTube + Smartphone

I don’t watch movies or shows, and I’m not a gamer, and I live alone, and I have no desire to own a TV 🤷🏼‍♀️

I haven’t owned a TV in 20 years 🤷🏼‍♀️ I gave up on TV when it became all shitty programming & commercials.

You open source contributors are heroes 🙏🏼

BamBamBamBam

Mystery solved. The rhinoplasty was the reason MJ couldn’t stop grabbing his own crotch onstage.

After years of sexual frustration & disappointments, the pattern became a permanent set of learned helplessness, I went insane and learned life isn’t fair, and slowly spiralled into insular isolated rotting away.

Even now, three men keep texting me for booty calls but they’re too late. Loneliness is so deep now, nobody can pull me out. And booty calls are an insult to my dignity & long-term needs for meaningful human companionship.

That’s how I feel about Michael Jackson. Except he wasn’t a band. He was just 1 person who whispered like a shy little girl & flailed around onstage like a noodle and he kept grabbing his crotch and nobody asked him to grab his crotch. I’ve never understood people’s fanaticism.