San Antonio, TX
Wednesday August 15, 2007
6:50am I got six hours and forty minutes of sleep. I've been setting the chronometer on my watch before I go to bed lately. I guess that's enough. I can always take a nap if I have to. I'm taking a shit right now. My mom brought home some Chinese food last night.
12:57pm Man, I've been working so much on my website. I've already posted all of 2006. I typed up all the gaps I had in it and posted it. I still have to make my traveling lists for that though. I've done so much work on it. I fixed all the links to it. Oh, did I tell you? My mom ordered my boots yesterday! They'll be here in seven days. I'm getting brand new Viper 8's. Just like I have. They'll just be brand new and waterproof. Yeah, it's my persistent-consistency, ha. Thanks, mom. I'm going to clean up my old room now. The garage-room.
2:12pm I forgot to tell you. I took upon the project of cleaning out my mission box(2-9-04-7:48am). I have a total of fifteen cameras I still have yet to develop. From like 2004 and shit. I don't know if I will anytime soon. My mom was all bitching again about the shirts I wear. Stupid me, I was proud I walked forty miles downtown and back for world peace and I wanted to tell my mom about it. She's all worried about me advertising weed. She all said, "But people around the neighborhood will see you." She's still so preoccupied with what people think about her. It's pathetic. Anyway, I cleaned my mission box out really good. I got tons of picture CDs.
6:12pm Dude, my mom frustrates me so much. I am so worried about her. She's so ignorant. She won't let me tell her anything. My little brother and I have been trying to tell my mom that her car is on its last leg and will die soon. It stalls and shit. It just stalled on me right now. I had gone to the Walmart to get some bleach for her. It died right now at the traffic light. Luckily it started right back up. It's going to break down on her. That check engine light has been on forever.
6:30pm The car stalled again on the way up here. In the stop-and-go traffic. I was trying to tell my mom about it but she refuses to listen. She says it never dies on her. She thinks it's the way I drive it.
7:04pm I went to the Church's and got hooked up again. AK asked me, "Do you got anything for me?" I told him, "Man, I tried kicking you down a fat hydro nugget the other day and you wouldn't take it. You said you had plenty." He was all surprised, "I didn't know it was hydro!" So my mom's car is all messing up. It's stalled like two or three times. When I got back my mom told me she had to go to church now. She promised me she'd take the car to the mechanic tomorrow. I asked her, "Do you have anybody that can bring you home from church?" I volunteered to drive her, because I'm worried she won't make it in her car. So I took my mom to her church, Westover Hills. That's the one she's going to this year. Down Culebra the traffic is all sucky. It sucks. I hate traffic. There's so many damn people these days. I'm so glad I'm not a slave to a death machine. I realize I am driving right now. I'm helping my mom out with her death machine. I was worried about the car breaking down on her. Man, I am so scared for my mother. She is so sick with ignorance. I love her so much and I hate to see this continue without doing something about it. She needs to open her mind already. She's got a mind-lock. I was hoping that her watching that Illuminati movie would help crack it open, but she's stuck firmly into place. I even grabbed a dollar bill and was pointing out and reminding her all the shit they explained in the movie. Anyway, I am driving back down Tezel, back home. Later on.
I didn't get to eat before we left. I only had a chicken tender and a biscuit. I have some chicken and some mashed potatoes left at home. AK hooked it up again. I went up there and he asked me, "What do you want?" I showed him how I had money, but he still wouldn't let me pay.
12:44am I just discovered something, dude. There's a certain website you can go to and put in whois.domaintools.com. If I put in that with havethisbook.com at the end it displays my mom's address! It has the address I signed up for the webpage with. Last year when Carol and I started it here. Some random guy while I was playing Tetrinet told me. I was advertising my site like I always do and he all asks me, "Do you still live at this address?" I freaked and assumed it was somewhere in my website and was impressed that he had stumbled onto it. I even did a text search for the address and found that I had it mentioned in one of my Bastard Franklin emails. I promptly deleted that and asked the kid on Tetrinet how he had found out my address. He told me.
So oh shit. Plot thickens, man. For a whole year the physical address to my mom's house, my headquarters, has been easily known by anyone who knows that link. Umm, I better get out of here, man. I'm all spooked. Oh well, that's even more confirmation that I have protection. But, I'm going to show my mom that. I'll tell her, "Mom, I totally didn't know this, but anybody can do this and know your address." Oh yeah, I have this chicken to eat. I put it in the fridge.
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