Friday, December 30, 2016
“We regret more what we say
than what we don’t say.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Trepidation (a trembling, agitation, fear)
He entered the principal’s office with fear and trepidation.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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No Complaining
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Happy New Year’s!
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #10
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #75 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #61 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #66 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Thursday, December 29, 2016
“No one has a monopoly on
regret.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Trenchant (cutting, incisive, having sharp point)
His trenchant sword found its way to the heart of his
opponent.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
No Blog.
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #9
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #75 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #61 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #66 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
“You may regret telling the
truth.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Truncated (cut off, shortened)
Truncated pyramids are used in problems in geometry.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
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No Blog.
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #8
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H (10/20/2014),
147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #75 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #61 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #66 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
“Lust and reason are
enemies.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Truculent (displaying fierceness, savage, cruel,
defiant)
His truculent reply scared the class; they asked no
more questions.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
No Blog.
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #7
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #75 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #61 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #66 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Monday, December 26, 2016
“The man who does not make
a choice makes a choice.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Sinuous (winding, bending in and out)
The weary travelers followed the sinuous path of the
river although they feared that they were lost.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
No Blog.
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #6
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #75 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #61 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #66 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Friday, December 23, 2016
“Passion is the friend of
prejudice, not reason.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Buffet (a counter for refreshments, a lunch served at
a counter)
A buffet lunch was served to all present.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
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---
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Happy Christmas and a Very Happy New Year’s!
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #3
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294 (10/20/2014),
245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #74 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #60 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #65 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Thursday, December 22, 2016
“Reason lives in the
universe of freedom.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Turbid (cloudy, disturbed, muddy)
Turbid waters of the stream were not inviting at all.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
No Blog
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #3
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #74 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #60 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #65 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
“To make an assumption is
to fool yourself.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Brazen (sounding harsh, shameless)
That was a brazen lie he told to get that job.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
No Blog
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #2
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #74 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #60 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #65 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
“When Man reasons, God
laughs.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Nostalgic (tending to make one think of home or other
past pleasant situations)
The haunting melody aroused nostalgic memories for
him,
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
No Blog
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
Word Count: 0
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #1
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #74 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #60 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #65 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Monday, December 19, 2016
““For instance” is not
proof.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Turgid (inflated, swollen, raging)
Turgid waters below the falls resembled a pot of
boiling water.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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No Blog
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: Happy Holidays!
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This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,000
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #1
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #74 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #60 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #65 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Friday, December 16, 2016
“Lust is the enemy of logic.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Mummery (ceremonies, regarded as ridiculous,
hypocritical, or pretentious)
His speech on promptness was an act of mummery, for
he is always late.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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page.
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Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
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The Electoral
College Stays for the 2016 Presidential Elections
Stop The Press
A Private Citizen’s Special
Bulletin
Yes, a
noteworthy Free Press Agency is the Associated Press.
If one’s
ever “scared” or in “fear” of online made-up
fake news then click over to “The” Associated Press, (AP). (Thank you.)
Personally,
I love the literary eye-candy of The New York Times, however.
The New
York Times is run by the F.B.I.
We had no
idea the F.B.I. was into publishing. (Conflict of Interest.)
Yes, it’s
official; the C.I.A. and our current American President (He Who Shan’t Be Named) (December 2016) have indeed and in fact
confirmed a “Russian” cyber space attack and digital sabotage did took place not only against our
American Constitutional Rights and our Civil Liberties as well as against the overall American private Citizen and Civilian
vote.
Yes, the
current November 9, 2016 American Presidential elections were indeed and in
fact “rigged” or “abused” or “violated” by some digital cyber space system via
Russian cyber space attacks and digital sabotage.
End Non-News
Bulletin.
From us: as
American private Citizens and Civilians; to our beloved ones, and neighbors,
and other Americans.
Cheers!
~~~
The Presidential
Cabinet isn’t for sell
Let us,
figure out, just, exactly, how, “cronyism” works.
It’s, not,
only, in distasteful form, for any president-elect, to offer Presidential
Cabinet Seats to recent campaigning presidential candidate rejects.
Furthermore,
it’s disgraceful, and immature, and unstable as well as insane, and conniving,
and untruthful, to offer Cabinet Seats to campaigning presidential candidate
rejects for which The People “weeded
out” off of their voting rosters, only, for an untruthful president-elect, to manipulate
and “give away” Cabinet Seats to “the losers” at the winner’s table for which The People strongly disagree,
with any of the losing presidential candidate rejects such as, one particular woman,
for whom, of which, took out, an entire computer empire, and another woman, who
has no idea, how public educational budgets are conducted, without stealing,
from federal educational funds transferred over to online charter schools, and
another presidential candidate, who, with all of his diplomas, and higher
education, ought to check into a mental institution, and have any medical
expert ask him, if, he considers himself a mature “black” doctor, or, if, he’s
a “Martian,” or if he’s even aware of today’s date.
There’s
nothing much more to say. I’ve covered it.
Mainly,
I’ve already written, mostly, all, I have to say, about the “uneducated”, and “unrefined,”
and “ugly manner,” and “personal mismanagement,” and “ludicrous nature,” and “undisciplined
form,” and “dirty politics,” and “sexual assault,” and “bad mannered,” “cronyism”
of most likely not the
president-elect Mr. Donald J. Trump.
Okay.
Let’s move
on.
There’s
nothing more to see here, folks.
Word Count: 455
~~~
“Elections Have
Consequences”
In all earnest fun: what type of president-elect
“gives away” vitally important presidential Cabinet Seats to the rejects of any
presidential election?
If, one,
were to stop, and consider the basis for doing such a ludicrous action, then
two obvious points present themselves: 1. The president-elect has absolutely no
particular qualified government professionals capable to help president-elect run
within inside the judicial federal system and legal boundaries set in place for checks-and-balances, therefore president-elect must then call upon his capitalist crony
quasi-politicians, who, destroy nearly mostly, whatever they touch. 2. The
president-elect doesn’t actually know any qualified professionals thus the
president-elect must fill up his presidential Cabinet Seats with the swept-up presidential
campaigning rejects and leftovers on the floor.
The most
obvious aspects to Mr. presidential-elect is his lack of decorum, or lack of
logic and reason, or lack of correct sequential pattern of events, or
progression forward, or forgiveness, or humility, or humanity, or humbleness,
or any ability to imagine from other people’s viewpoint.
Mr.
President-elect’s mind seems to be like a
stiff wooden board, which drifts along, hoping to get his life right, even, if,
he were, to ignore other’s needs to basic freedom from want.
Mr.
president-elect seems emotionally
distant, and calloused, and out-of-touch with the average American, here, on
the ground, as well as, detached from the present or current era, as well as, seems frightened of his own shadow, with
all of his yelling and screaming and false threats, and disloyal alliances with
either the Assad Regime assassinating Syrians or Putin’s assassination of
Syrians.
Mr.
president-elect seems negatively
childish, as though, he’s about to nearly go “postal” at any moment’s notice,
and possibly wrestle his ego to the ground and throw a hilarious literal
tantrum.
Mr.
president-elect seems to have a bit
of a hearing problem, since he shouts much of the time.
Mr.
president-elect seems “obese” or
“overweight.”
Mr.
president-elect refuses to make his
taxes publically known, which isn’t illegal, only highly suspicious, since the
public likes to know, exactly, just, how much, the president-elect banks
straight into his personal pocket?
Mr. president-elect
seems to need to take “anger
management” classes.
Mr.
president-elect seems to need to take-up
singing lessons, or any type of music lessons, not only to soften his approach
to life, also, to teach himself, just, how tone-deaf, he, actually is and
difficult to listen to for anymore than 5 seconds.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect ought not to internet
online “Tweeter” stupid comments to the general public, since he’s now
president-elect, and must not make a public spectacle of himself and his
Cabinet and staff and workers nearby and around him.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect’s preferentially sides with “White Racist Extremists” and “White
Racist Nationalists” and the racist KKK. We
know.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is a “crook,” who stole tens-upon-tens of thousands of dollars from
former university student attendees at his made-up university, which, is now
shutdown due to I.R.S. or tax illegalities and financial difficulties.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is a pornographer.
Americans already know Mr. president-elect
conducts the presidency-elect more as a personal business loan than as overall governance for the
betterment of all People’s and their families and friends and neighbors and
co-workers.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is a racist.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is a chauvinist.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is a plutocrat.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is a nihilist.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is a fascist.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is an oligarch.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect’s a thief with 3 bankruptcies to support such evidence.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is simply a “name” on some buildings, and not a real human with
true moral and ethical humanitarian values other than disguised war mongering
with Putin, while, over-powering the Russian People’s freedoms and independence
from tyranny, as well as with war mongering with the Assad Regime of Syria’s
massacred Peoples since March of 2011.
Americans already know Mr.
president-elect is “shallow,” and “egotistical,” and “egocentric,” and a fraud,
and a fool, and a charlatan, and an unread megalomaniac with fake carpet hair, and
orange skin, who, thinks ALL Mexicans are rapists, and ALL Muslims ought to be
banned from the United State of America’s borders and hates women, and sexually
assaults women in the workforce and anyplace else.
We know.
We’re
tired, just, thinking about our president-elect, who is a great big asshole
donkey like the real literal animal.
We know.
We know.
We know.
Americans
know how to cut off their noses to spite their face.
How do you like them apples? Not very
well.
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~~~
Impeachment 2017
Personally,
I don’t think, president-elect will be capable to make it to inauguration ceremonies,
since, he’s much, too, much of an unread crook, and already has established
himself, more, so, of a capitalist imperialist than with federal governance.
Obviously,
faux pas are made, when people are “green” and starting out on the job,
however.
President-elect ought to know better than to
call the Taiwanese President without first being summoned upon or first
called upon: is, not, only, in poor taste and in bad form, as well as ignorantly
uneducated about the recent 2 decade’s history between Taiwan and China.
President-elect ought to know better than to
call and meet with the latest Japanese President, who, the recent Japanese
President has absolutely no business meeting with anyone in the
presidency-elect much less with president-elect, himself, until inauguration ceremonies
have been conducted and set forth, nor,
ought the Japanese President to secretly meet or hold any personal business
meetings with any other president-elect’s cousins or brothers or sons or
daughters or uncles or aunts or lovers or prostitutes.
President-elect ought to know better than to
“give over” his private and personal businesses to his adult drooling children without
the “Conflict of Interest” to president-elect’s children sticking their penises
into the vaginal family trust fund and thrusting deeper into her pussy with the
potential taxpayers’ stolen monies.
President-elect ought to know better than
to get rich quick off of the poor and broke Americans’ backs or racist
perversions.
President-elect ought to know better than
to stop all of his private business affairs and concentrate on good, and great,
and eventually excellent governance, rather than reality television appearances
and producing more mediocre television for more money as a low-list quasi-celebrity.
President-elect ought to know better than
to act-out as an immature overgrown self-centered and selfish child feeding
from the tit, who, refuses to let go, and take responsibility, when, he’s
outgrown his short pants.
President-elect ought to know better than to
“quasi” think he can so much judicially get away to run governance as well
as also conduct his private business enterprises without ever on the side pocketing
a little bit of extra jingling change straight into his pocket, or the pockets
of his capitalist imperialist cronies and
his adult children and family and others who do their bidding.
President-elect ought to know better than to
be a righteous thieving scoundrel who knows nothing about anything much
less governance, and it shows in his ignorance, anytime, he, opens up his mouth
to speak or absurdly Tweets insanities late at night.
Word Count: 431
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 1,523
Word Count: 1,695
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 3,566 + 1,695 = 5,261
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #3
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #73 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #59 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #64 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Thursday, December 15, 2016
“A man can eat alone, but
not work alone.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Extrinsic (external, outward, not inherent)
It is not the extrinsic value of the gift that
counts.
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social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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apologies about Wednesday. I was bedridden and couldn’t move from severe tumor
pain of the uterus.
Thanks for
your patience.
I’m here.
I’m always here taking care of pain.
With all of
our love.
Let’s
commence.
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No Whining
No Complaining
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~~~
Obesity
When I’m
fully laid-up or bedridden, then I tend to read mostly anything I can get my hands on.
Yesterday,
I read a most interesting article in The New York Times about obesity.
One of my
favorite aspects to read The New York Times is to also read most of the NYT Picks.
Yes, The
New York Times is my all time, favorite newspaper, in the entire world. I read
The New York Times for the literary eye-candy.
No, I won’t
live, without, The New York Times, unless, I’m, actively, doing a personal boycott,
for some, appropriate, non-activist-activist reason, to protest, otherwise, who wants to go without their literary eye-candy?
Well, since,
the last thing, I ever again want to do, is write college papers, then let’s
jump into some sentiments, and
lessons learned, and clear observations, and
this and that, about the subject matter of obesity.
~~~
My Obesity in General
In general,
I’m a human, born woman, who does lose weight at the drop of a hat, however.
However, I
have a sweet tooth. I like to eat Chinese take-away, and, Indian cuisine, and
Fair Trade organic homemade breads and salted butter, and Fair Trade peanut
butter and, and, and.
No, I
shan’t go on, since I might bore the reader, about different types of Fair
Trade organic chocolates.
We’re not
any type of food or drink connoisseurs, of anything, yet, we’re well traveled,
even though, we don’t, travel any longer.
We love Fair
Trade dark chocolate.
We love all
sorts of dishes, from around the globe.
We don’t
ever deprive ourselves, from tasting anything, at any party, since we’re there
to eat, drink and be merry.
My favorite
food, in the entire world is Ethiopian food.
Okay, let’s
get to the obese aspects, of this piece.
Personally,
I don’t “diet,” since there’s no point in any type of dieting.
A long time
ago, my retired psychologist medical doctor father told me, that most people,
who lose weight, gain it right back.
My father
informed me, there’s no point in telling people they look good, when they lose
weight, since most people gain the weight right back, within a year or so, then
feel bad, about not getting any more compliments from family, friends or
co-workers, thus it’s best to be quiet, about people’s weight, which is one of
the most personal aspects to being human, like sexual preference and religious
preference.
Weight loss
is supposedly easy. Ha!
Keeping the
weight off is quite difficult. Yes.
Yes, I was born a little “butter ball,”
and, I’ve continued to be a “chubby”
little “butter ball” most of my 39 years of life.
Yes, I was
born with the “fat gene”.
In the “self
portrait series,” I make time, to contort my body, in any, and, all types, of
inhumane ways, without breathing for about 30 seconds, at-a-time to capture, one
single great non-fattish looking picture of me.
Models have
difficult jobs to make merchandise look good, or decent with an easy going
nature, about the model’s faces, when, photography, is anything, but unnatural,
and brutal.
Thank
goodness, the present era, is digital, and not film, otherwise, I’d had had wasted tons of money, on one, 50-year,
self portrait series.
Nonetheless,
in person, I have little chin fat, and stomach fat and breast cup fat and
tissue and that’s about it.
My breasts
and cup size are, what, they, are.
Marylyn
Monroe fashion, and style, and natural.
My chin and
stomach fat, plague me, with some slight, self image issues, however, I’m
Indigenous.
We’re mostly:
a little bit “chunky,” for whichever,
reasons, the Maya gods, made us, in their Indigenous image.
Personally,
I don’t mind, my little bit of chin and stomach fat, since for the past 7 years,
I’ve been living with a daily extreme scale pain of 6 to 7 to 8 pain from
uterine tumors, and as of recent years, I’ve been living with thyroid pain from
thyroid tumors.
In case people don’t know:
Pain does
weird things to the body, especially, a loss of appetite.
When, pain,
does last for years, then, the loss of appetite, also lasts for years.
Depending
on the scale of daily pain, then, the more severe the loss of appetite, for which, then, one, must “force-feed” anything down their throat, otherwise,
the loss of muscle tone begins to be noticeably felt.
Most days,
I have to “force-feed” any type of food, with a high content of calories and
fat, to maintain some form of muscle tone, thus it’s been 2 years of the
amazing McDonald’s burritos for, which I eat, one, in the morning, noon and
night.
McDonald’s
burritos are indeed and in fact keeping me alive.
Each
McDonald’s burrito is 300 calories.
If, I
didn’t eat McDonald’s burritos, then I would probably live on toast and butter,
and our amazing local “New Panda” restaurant down the street, who, the ladies,
there, make some of the best General Tao’s Chicken, in the world, yet, the
restaurant is closing and moving to a new location in town or not?.
The ladies
and gentlemen and their small children at “New Panda” Chinese take-away are
also keeping me, alive, on a weekly basis. Thank you.
Whenever,
pain, severely strikes, then, it’s easy, to lose one’s appetite, and want to
hide, forever, and not, have, anybody, ever, look at, me, since I feel tired,
and weak, even though, I’m robust and healthy-enough to stand here, and tell
the reader all about it.
In general,
for the past 7 years of severe tumor growth, and surgery, and more tumor growth,
and more surgery, and back to more tumor re-growth, I’ve learned that, my
metabolism, is, slow.
My
metabolism, has been slow, ever, since, I was born, with great skin tone, (until
my pituitary gland was injured, in an accident my senior year of high school,) and
lots of black hair, with eventually grown-in natural healthy adult straight
white teeth without any braces.
My body is
a temple.
Most of my
teenage years, I watched my adoptive-mother gorge herself to near death, on
anything, she, could, get, her hands on, then, complain, about, how, heavy and
obese she was, and starve herself.
The more
she starved and gorged, then the more her metabolism rebelled against, her, and,
began to gain incredibly disturbing amounts of weight, until she became about
300 pounds of human flesh.
Since, we
grew up, with baby boomer, human women, constantly, complaining, about, how,
obese, they were, in their early thirties, which, they weren’t, obese, then.
Yet, the
more, baby boomer women starved and gorged, themselves, then, by their 40’s,
they, truly, were, some of the most obese and unnatural looking women, to look
at, as a generation.
The baby
boomers obsessed about weight and still do.
While the “NeXt
Generation” worried about fair-wages and possible health benefits, or, if,
there, would be enough food, on our tables to eat each night, thus we didn’t “diet”
in our early thirties, since there, was no point, to it. We were, constantly
broke and hungry.
The “NeXt
Generation” made sure, to keep our overall composition, and not to destroy or
distort our image in the same way, the baby boomer women, did their bodies.
The “NeXt
Generation” hasn’t “dieted,” rather, we, take in our “daily nutritional intake”
of enough calories and healthy nutrition to keep us alive, without complaining about, how, obese, we think, we might look, each time, we, look, into a mirror, with
the tremendous necessity to fish for empty compliments.
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~~~
Daily Nutritional
Intake
Vs.
“Diets”
No, we’re
not promoting starvation or malnutrition.
The word
“diet” is not only some 1970’s outdated word, for “starvation,” also it’s a “hideous,”
and “ugly” word for which reminds
women to eat less, and go hungry.
Personally,
I don’t ever, use the word “diet” in my vocabulary, since, the word “diet”
reminds me, of desperately overworked 1980’s women, eating fast-food on the
run, who, constantly, complained, about their weight, even though, they had small
waists, and average breast size, mostly no longer do.
The
ultimate ideal Caucasian woman of the 1970’s, was a good looking woman, with
wispy blonde hair, small chest, and no hips; a waif.
The 1980’s
woman was a full-time working mom, who only cared, about her career, without
any time, leftover for herself, thus she more, so, turned plumper, than her 1970’s counterpart.
The 2000’s
woman is me.
Overworked,
and hardly, ever, paid beyond $6.18, to work as a “floor director” in a
newsroom, without any health benefits, or paid-vacations, thus we ate, whatever,
we, could afford, even though, there, wasn’t, ever, enough food to eat, thus we
stayed looking more or less the same weight,
as we did, in high school, and look nothing like our 1970’s or 1980’s
counterparts, although, we do carry more natural body fat, then our 1970’s and
1980’s counterparts did, yet, we’re, still, considered petite or small or slim women
unlike our 1980’s fulltime work career moms.
The 2005
woman is also me, working, difficult and long hours, and not making any more, than $11.00, per hourly rate, as a
“camera technician” with full health benefits ,and 1 month, paid, vacation,
thus, we, kept our looks, the same, even though, there, was hardly, any, food,
in our refrigerators.
2016 woman
is, one, who exercises herself, to death, even though, she doesn’t have to,
since, rigorous exercise, ages, people quickly, according to modern factual
science.
No, I, no,
longer walk 4-miles, per daily intake, nor,
do, I, ever plan, to exercise, for as long, as I live, since, housework is
quite rigorous and difficult exercise in-and-of-itself.
My
“nutritional daily intake” is composed of three McDonald’s burritos, either,
for breakfast or lunch or dinner, or either, homemade bread with salted butter,
or ˝ cup of steak and potato soup, or 16 chips, either, with lunch or dinner.
No fruit,
and definitely, no vegetables, unless, fruit and vegetables, are accompanied, with our already made, purchased foods.
No, we no
longer, prepare foods, at home, since, I’m often tired, or quite ill, as of
this recent fall, started in late October, and throughout November, with 6
straight weeks of hemorrhaging, which stopped, three weeks ago, this, Monday.
No, I
haven’t ever liked “dieting,” since, I’m, supposedly, “obese”/“overweight” then,
I, must, literally, and, practically, semi-starve, myself, to be, 138 pounds,
which, is considered “average” weight for my height at 5’2”.
Two weeks
ago, I weighed myself, on a broken scale, which read 175 pounds, and, did,
absolutely, nothing, for my self-image.
As of this
week, I tape-measure my body, and I’m still the same measurement, in inches, as
I was a year ago, thus, the broken scale, at the farm, is, way off.
Yes, as of
today, I figure, I’m around 150 pounds (while wearing a perfect size 10 Armani
2014 skinny jean collection without any muffin top) since I hardly, eat, much,
and when I do, eat, then, it happens to be Thanksgiving weekend, which, usually,
the average, American, gains 10 pounds, between Thanksgiving and New Year’s.
As of right
now, I have an entire extra inch to spare on another pair size 10 pants from
Armani’s December 2015 collection. Actually,
I’m swimming in them.
As of
today, I’m also wearing Armani’s 2014 (no-holes) skinny jean collection.
Also in my
weekly repertoire, for shoveling attire, I’m sporting (wearing) Old Navy’s 2008
(no holes, super smooth denim material) size 10, flare and low-cut jean
collection.
To me, it
appears, gaining weight is much easier, on the body than losing weight.
When, I
lose weight, then my entire body,
hurts, especially, my feet.
At 150
pounds, I’m now considered “overweight” for my height rather than “obese”.
At 138 pounds,
I’ll be considered “average” weight for my height.
For the
past two years, starting, each third week, of February (2015, 2016) I’ve almost
accomplished my 14 year, weight loss goal, (2007-2016) plus, the last 12 pounds,
I have yet to lose by age 40.
However,
this, plateau, has, left, me, with a great challenge.
The older I
get, then, the less I care, about, what I eat, since modern factual science
proves, with calories, what, foods, we, eat, doesn’t matter, so long, as, we,
know, how, much, we, eat.
Finally, I
feel, free, to eat, whatever, I want, going into my 40’s.
Finally,
after 29 years, of listening to people, talk, about, how fattening fast-food is,
or, how, bad, fast food is for people; finally, I no longer, believe or listen,
to others talk about, what, they, don’t know.
The obesity
game is all about semi-starvation.
My theory is: since, most of our human
evolution, and development, mainly dealt, with starvation, and malnutrition,
and constantly, looking, for food, amongst nature, then our human bodies, are meant, to go, nearly, starved, each, and,
every, single day, unless, we want to be 12 pounds overweight, like me.
Personally,
I’ve been told, by nutrition experts, as I get older to eat less, and drink
more beer.
Although,
women, ought, to, only, drink, one alcoholic drink, per night, while men, ought,
to, only, drink, two alcoholic drinks, per night, to keep cancer at bay.
Okay.
The entire,
key, to, obesity, is, to, semi-starve, unless, one, desires to be “obese” or “overweight.”
Yes, I’m promoting,
our human past, and evolution, in which we, hardly, ever, ate, much of
anything, thus, in some ways, we, must consider going back to, what, our bodies,
already, naturally, know best: which is: our brains are programmed to near
starvation, to keep, our, cinched, waists, small, rather than cancer ridden and inflamed.
The, only,
answer, I’ve found, to a healthy waistline, past age 35, is, to eat, whatever, the
dickens, one, desires to eat, past the age of 35, when, the brain’s done
developing and growing, then, it’s over
the hill and towards the grave after 35, then; why worry about what to eat other than to keep track of how much one
eats?
As of the
beginning of December, I, lowered, my daily nutritional calorie intake, by 100
calories, thus, I, now, consume 1,200 calories, plus, always 600 calories, to make up, for, sleep time.
A total of 1,800
calories, isn’t, a whole lot, to eat, unless, one’s stomach shrinks.
It’s best
to be on the smaller size, than obese,
or overweight.
It’s best
for the bones to carry less weight than
more.
It’s best
to wrap, one’s brain, around the idea, that, in, order, to maintain low weight,
then one, must, semi-starve
themselves.
No matter,
how many, or, how, few calories, I’ve consumed in my life; my body seems to desire to be obese.
As of
recent years, I keep my weight at around 150 pounds, a perfect size 10,
however.
If, the
control were up to my weight, and, not, my, mind, then the challenge, seems my body, would, much rather,
settle, at, 180 or 200 pounds. I don’t allow, for such nonsense, to manifest,
in my mind, since, weight gain, contributes to great literal amounts of stress
to my hips, knees and ankles, thus my mind, must, semi-starve, to keep my body,
as, healthy, as, I, can, going, into, my early 40’s and beyond.
There’s no
magic pill.
There’s
only consistency and discipline and order and love.
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Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 2,500
Word Count: 2,624
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 942 + 2,624 = 3,566
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #2
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H (10/20/2014),
147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #73 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #59 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #64 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Wednesday, December 14, 2016
“If you seek a faultless
friend, you will remain friendless.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Crustacean (having a crust like shell)
Lobsters and shrimps are crustaceans.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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the Subject of Suicide
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
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J.F.K.
~~~
Suicide Isn’t Ever
Any Answer for Anything
No, I’m not ever suicidal.
Are you?
Is anybody, ever, suicidal?
If, so, then, please, speak to a great
medical expert.
Thank you.
No, I’m not a professional medicine
expert.
Cheers!!!
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Since, I’m
an Indigenous Maya woman of Salvadorian well-brought-up, and civilized, and ancient
ancestral history as well as born in
Costa Rica in May of 1977, who presents and represents myself as a mature adult,
then, I, have much, too, much work, and play to do, in, one, single day, and no
time, for drama or melodrama of any type, especially,
no time, to create any heart ache, to
even so much as contemplate to kill myself, and leave Eric and Freeway and
all of our other beloved ones behind much
less deal with other peoples’ serious contemplations of suicide.
Around
these parts our days are long.
We pace
ourselves like farmers do.
We work
with as much sunlight as possible.
Yes, as,
one, tends to get older, then, the days, seem
to speed-up.
At times,
even as any mature adult, it seems difficult to slow down to the rhythm of our
breathing lungs, thus we don’t forget we’re only here for a short while then
dust-to-dust we return.
No,
culturally, I’m not cerebrally wired to take my own life.
If I were so much as to get a single broken
fingernail then it’ll greatly bother me.
If I were so much as to get a sliver
caught under my skin then I must immediately remove it.
No, I’m definitely not into any type of
violence or pain. Nope.
No, I’m definitely not any type of candidate
for suicidal anything much less
attempt or the actual “real deal.”
Personally,
I don’t, like, any, type of cuts, or scars, on me, thus I keep my skin as well
moisturized as possible.
If I were so much as to get dry skin in
the winter time, even so it’ll still
bother me enough to walk around the house and apply lotion to my hands from any
bottle found around.
No, I don’t
like to pluck even though I slightly do.
No, I don’t
like to shave in case I might cut myself.
No, I don’t
take any type of painkiller thus the lining of my stomach will be preserved for
old age.
America,
let’s go.
We’ve got
to roll-up our sleeves, get to work on hygiene, and a greater and more fun
outlook on life in general terms.
Americans
used to smile.
Costa
Ricans used to smile.
Nobody
smiles now.
Nobody
smiles when tourism gets mismanaged and the locals starve to death.
Even, if, I,
were to “bitch-n’groan” throughout my adulthood
life about the “beef” I hold against
general modern American culture with its entitled anger and local neighborhood
violence, I still wouldn’t even contemplate to commit suicide, because it’s not
ever a good idea to kill oneself, since there’s always alternatives, and tons
of luck, and possibilities, and solutions to any of our human problems,
complications or challenges or adversity or otherwise. Correct.
No, over
here, I’m not, giggling or laughing, about the subject matter of suicide.
The overall
laywoman’s viewpoint about sociological aspects of American culture does leave
one to ponder why the spread of gun
violence and suicidal rates throughout the fifty decades of American decline in
wages has done so little to feed and clothe the people here on the ground?
When do Americans get to have fun and eat from
their taxpayers’ money?
When do Costa Ricans get to have fun and eat
from their social benefits?
When will the people see money?
When will the people see “cash on the barrel
head?”?
Will Americans see, cash, again?
When will food prices come down in America?
When will Costa Ricans see, cash, again?
When will food prices come down in Costa
Rica?
No, don’t
look towards the dark side for answers.
Look
towards a bright and wonderful future as one human race under the stars with
hopes and aspirations and love and welcoming of different pigmentations, and abundance in food and
kind and genuinely human trustworthiness of human non-violent values and grace
and smarts and intelligence.
Look
forward to becoming a mature adult at 35 years of life.
Look
forward to social parties, and paychecks, and taxes, and a wonderfully well-put
together wardrobe, that says a lot about the wearer, and dissolved companies
and corporations, and more house maintenance, and excellent to brilliant
communication without resentment of any type like jealousy or envy.
Look
forward to growing older and wiser and more magnificently beautiful looking than
ever imagined in one’s youth.
Look
forward to grace in old age.
Look
forward to maturity and no giggling. Ha!
Look
forward to a well developed sense of humor.
Look
forward to being able to make fun of one self.
Look forward
to drink, eat and be merry.
Look
forward to family feuds and love and more love.
Look
forward to education and learning a new daily vocabulary word.
Look
forward.
Lift one’s
chin, set the shoulders back and look.
Here we
are.
Here you
are.
We love you
even though I’m a complete curmudgeon on the page.
Stick
around.
The human
race rests upon thy talents and kindness and solutions to poverty and the
environment.
Peace be with you.
And also with you.
With All of
Our Love;
Gabriel
~~~
We’ll commence
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 1,000
Word Count: 942
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 942
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #1
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #73 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #59 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #64 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
“A son in this world
prevents loneliness in the world to come.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Culpable (blameworthy, deserving of blame)
He knew that he was culpable but protested his
innocence.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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page.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
~~~
No Blog
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 1,000 personal journals
Word Count:
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count:
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #1
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #73 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #59 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #64 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Monday, December 12, 2016
“Even in Paradise, it’s not
good to be alone.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Inextricably (incapable of being disentangled, unable
to be extricated, insolvable)
He was so inextricably involved that nothing could
save him.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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page.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
~~~
No Blog
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 1,000 personal journals
Word Count:
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count:
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #3
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #73 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #59 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #64 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Friday, December 9, 2016
“Loneliness eats into the
soul.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Invocation (prayer, asking God’s blessing)
The chaplain pronounced the invocation at the
beginning of the program.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
---
J.F.K.
~~~
No Blog
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 1,000 personal journals
Word Count:
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,676
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #1
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #72 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #58 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #63 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Thursday, December 8, 2016
“Three things can’t be hidden:
coughing, poverty and love.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Figment (something imagined, an invention)
The story he submitted was a figment of his
imagination.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
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J.F.K.
~~~
Our Home
Our Life
No, I’m not
desperate for any type of company.
No, I’m not
desperate, period.
No, I’m not
lonely, only alone.
No, I’m not
violently bored, ready to destroy the entire world.
No, I don’t
go out of my way to be social, since I’m more like the character of the father
in “Last Man Standing.”
No, we no
longer host dinner parties.
We no
longer own a proper dining room table and chairs ever since we moved here in August
2012.
No, I don’t
personally host anymore, because it
takes, too, much time, energy and effort for which I don’t have any of it.
No, throughout
the years, I don’t watch much of any television other than news on my lunch
time or during two 15-minute breaks in the afternoons.
Yes, usually
I do work more than I play.
All work and no play, makes any person
dull.
No, I’m not
dull. Not most days, anyway.
We have
more creative projects on the back burner than we know what to do with, thus we
leave our creative projects there until we’ll make time to get to our animation
films by 2018.
No, we
don’t need money.
Although
free money is always nice. (Joke.)
No, we’re
not broke.
Yes, we
live well within our means since I run the books.
Yes, we
recovered from 2008’s recession.
Yes, we
regained most of our wealth even though it’s been nothing but hard work to do
so.
Yes, our
marriage is actually smooth sailing.
Yes, Eric
and I get along quite nicely.
For more
than a year there haven’t been fights between us.
Yes, being
a part-time housewife is more difficult and complex than anybody would ever
know, unless one’s house-partner; themselves.
Yes, being
alone is a creative overall lifestyle process to healthily maintain, in which one may only rearrange
furniture so many times in the past two summers then it’s a spoonful or “Blue
Bunny” ice cream. I refuse to ever again move or re-arrange any furniture in
our home.
Yes, being
alone, one must be incredibly disciplined to push forth in the many physical ways
and mental aspects in which athletes do, especially,
when, no one’s watching the incremental manifestation of success and health and
solicitude.
Yes, I need
a change of scenery.
Yes, I need
a change of pace.
Yes, I need
inspiration.
Yes, I need
some sunlight.
Yes, I do
actually get out of the house on weekends to run errands.
Yes,
whenever any of our family comes through the Twin Cities then we frequent
either “Key’s Café” downtown, Minneapolis or “Common Roots” café in uptown,
Minneapolis.
Yes, every
three months whenever Freeway’s scheduled for a haircut then Eric and I go out
for breakfast date.
Yes, we’re
homebodies and hardly ever leave our couch unless we absolutely have to.
Yes, we do
socialize with our family, however.
Socializing
with one’s family is usually considered “business” or “work” and not much fun like
when one visits with friends or buddies.
Yes, my
“former” friends are still now my friends, however.
It’s been
years since I’ve seen many of our friends ever since we moved to the suburbs
hardly anyone wishes to visit us out here thus there it is.
Socializing
with family isn’t always necessarily fun or relaxed.
Yes, for
the past decade we’ve spent most of our free time taking care of a small
community of eighty year olds who are now in their 90’s. We’ve stopped that now
since old people are often mean-spirited, bitter or angry or berating or rude
or abusive.
Yes, I do
get out and about in the town.
Although,
I’m more like a tourist in the Twin Cities since I don’t know the Twin Cities
as well as I know Boston or New York City or New Jersey.
Nonetheless,
when I do get out for a long airing then it’s often family business rather than
play.
~~~
Our Home
In some
ways our home is starting to slightly fall apart.
It’s
interesting, now, that Eric and I actually get along nicely, and we don’t fight
about anything anymore, suddenly our home’s front and back door locks literally
fell off.
The
backdoor lock came off in my hands.
Eric
replaced and fixed both knobs and locks which work better now than they ever did
in the four years previous of struggling with the door handles and knobs and
locks.
The back
door has now slightly become warped at the hinges.
It’s nearly
impossible to close the backdoor in these cold freezing days of December winter
thus whenever Freeway requires to be put outside then I struggle with the
backdoor while the wind whips at my face as of these recent (new) winter
developments.
We need to
get a new backdoor, however.
Time is of
the essence.
Christmas
time is “nutty” for making other domestic plans like go purchase a door and
have it installed. Ah. Sigh.
Our one
light fixture to our downstairs hallway has gone out and both Eric and I must
rewire the wall fixture.
Since our
home is tiny in stature and bold in manner, our plumbing is what it is, therefore large amounts of toilet paper won’t do.
If it isn’t
our downstairs bathroom backed-up or clogged-up with large modern sheets of
toilet paper then it’s our upstairs bathroom having issues.
For a month
and a half now either the upstairs or the downstairs toilets have been out of
commission.
Thankfully
when either one of the toilets is down then one seems to work therefore we’re
good to go.
Almost,
nearly each way we look, something has to be done or fixed or maintained.
It’s nearly
impossible for me to keep up with our home therefore I do believe a carpentry
class is in order.
If only I
could get some clarity around some of these small and large house projects.
The roof
will need to be redone sooner than later.
This fall
2017, we have yet to purchase and have installed a brand new vinyl white picket
fence in our front yard for which we’ve been putting off for years.
House
projects and more projects.
We love
having professionals do the work for us, however.
We don’t
love having to deal with all of the responsibilities for which comes with the
job of having people walk around the property and home while doing maintenance
work.
~~~
Our Life
As of this early
fall season, Eric and I, both agreed, that Freeway would become more of Eric’s domestic
responsibility since it was Eric’s idea to get a dog.
Eric promised
he would take care of our dog,
however.
Hardly ever
in the three years we’ve had Freeway does Eric ever go and clear, an entire
yard, full of burs in order not to have to deal or contend with daily burs on Freeway’s
hair/coat.
For the
past three years I’ve been wiping and washing Freeway’s bottom whenever he gets
encrusted feces stuck to his behind.
It’s been
three years of home care and facial haircuts for Freeway since he’s extremely
healthy and his facial hair grows at the rate of...
It’s been
an unspoken decision to have me carry the entire household and property,
however.
Nonetheless,
I’m slowing down in my old age.
In many
ways, I’m tired of all of the Homestead urban farm work, yet I refuse to have
anybody come here and clean or do maintenance since I’m not 90, yet.
Really and
truly we ought to take care of our own while we still can during our prime.
Personally,
I don’t blame Eric for being tired after long days of work at the broadcast
studio.
Ever since
December 2006 I’ve carried the entire weight of any domestic or property Homestead
urban farm work.
It’s made
me an extremely annoyed, angry and alone human since I don’t actually have a
partner who enjoys any type of domestic clean-up or maintenance since Eric’s
now 53 and he seems as tired as the first day I met him.
We work,
eat and go to bed.
We work,
eat and go to bed.
We work,
eat and go to bed.
Our, life,
together, isn’t only dull it’s also brutal to live with a partner who decided a
long time ago they weren’t going to help out with anything domestic thus I’m a
lifestyle widow.
If I knew I
was going to be this alone in life I wouldn’t gotten married to Eric.
If I knew Eric’s
family were going to be as cruel and disrespectful and mean as they’ve proven
to be, then I wouldn’t married Eric and vice versa.
Now, we
know where the chips fall.
For the
next 40 years I’ll be taking care of every single doctor appointment and travel
arrangements, the books and finances, and the home and the property, and our
dog’s behind and, and, and.
There’re
days in which I do think I’ve gotten old before my time. I’m more physically
tired than I’ve been before.
As of late
I’m as tired as ever thus I’ve stopped doing major favors for Eric such as every
single day of the week washing his laundry. I’ve stopped taking out the trash
and recycling to the bins much less take the bins to the curve on trash night.
In many
ways, some small things don’t get done around here like they used to, because
I’ve now grown tired and extremely annoyed by having to do most domestic
responsibilities by myself thus I leave the garbage to pretty much fall over
and smell putrid.
Mostly, I
don’t care as much as I used to about such little things because it’s always
there staring me in the face.
Even though
most people think there’s not much work to do for someone who stays at home.
Well,
newsflash: working from home and carrying an entire household and Homestead
property on my back is neither easy nor pretty.
As of right
now I haven’t brushed my hair.
If only I
could make the time for a shower without being stared at by Freeway.
Our doggie
follows me almost nearly anywhere around the house thus I haven’t had three and
a half year’s peace or quiet bathroom time to myself.
Little-by-little
women lose themselves.
Our
freedoms get chipped away.
Even going
to the bathroom alone is not a possibility any longer.
No, Eric
and I don’t beat up each other.
No, Eric
and I no longer have verbal confrontations or altercations.
No, Eric
doesn’t expect me to get anything done.
If,
household decisions were up to Eric then I would rest more and work less,
however.
Who’s going to wash the dishes?
Who’s going to sweep the kitchen
floor?
Who’s going to mop the kitchen
floor?
Who’s going to collect the
recycling?
Who’s going to empty out all of the
indoor trashcans?
Who’s going to wipe down counters?
Who’s going to bi-annually wash down
windows?
Who’s going to bi-weekly dust
furniture?
Who’s going to bi-weekly clean
mirrors?
Who’s going to wipe down sinks?
Who’s going to wipe down toilets?
Who’s going to wipe down bathroom
floors?
Who’s going to vacuum the upstairs
floor?
Who’s going to vacuum the downstairs
floor?
Who’s going to online purchase bi-annual
wardrobe?
Who’s going to?
Not Eric.
Eric’s made
it quite clear he refuses to wash any dishes or make any food or cut the lawn
or shovel.
Sigh.
Not being
married to a mature man or a mature family of In-Laws will wear down a woman
faster than anything else.
No, I don’t
much like my lifestyle, nor have I liked my lifestyle ever since October 2008
when Eric came home to our rented apartment at the time and directly told me I
was to do all of the cooking and it was final or get out on such a cold and
windy, dark night and be homeless or go to a woman’s shelter.
Not having
much of a choice makes life seem more like a prison or enslavement.
If
challenges don’t arise from Eric’s side of his family calling to complain about
how we don’t take enough care of them then it’s something else like my father’s
house burning down or friends passed on from cancer.
No, I don’t
want to flee (escape) my life.
Yes, I’ve
been here for an entire decade, bound and responsible for all of our domestic
needs yet it’s not ever fulfilled me as a woman.
In many
ways I feel sexless.
Definitely
I don’t have any romance in my life.
When Eric
gets home from work, Eric only likes to watch television.
The rule is
I’m not to talk to Eric while he watches television therefore Eric’s not much
company other than a roommate or sexual partner.
Most women
leave their marriages and get divorced simply and only because women get stuck
doing all of the housework and clean-up without any or much domestic help from
their male partners.
Often women
get overused or overworked before their time, making women either tired or abused
or both.
Eric
doesn’t care if I don’t ever again clean.
Nonetheless,
it’s a true lie, since Eric requires for me to carry the ship while he’s gone
as well as when he’s here.
One aspect
of our domestic endeavors for I’ve stopped: is, getting up, each time, Eric
needed anything at all and getting it for him. I neither have the energy nor
the want to have to treat Eric like some spoiled brat each time he needs or
wants something from the upstairs kitchen.
Now, if I’m
standing up, then I’ll ask Eric if he needs me to get him something.
If I’m not
standing then I’ve begun to tell Eric to please go get whatever he needs or
requires, himself, since I’ve already sat down, and don’t want to enslave
myself any further than I already
have throughout my workdays.
As of late
I also have stopped retrieving Eric, his, beers.
If Eric
needs or wants a beer then he can get off his behind and get it for himself.
Eric’s told
me, he grew up with women doing mostly all for him, thus he believes and thinks
women ought to automatically act like 1950’s housewives.
Eric was
born in 1968.
We don’t
see eye-to-eye on anything domestic since I’m not his private assistant yet
I’ve become one.
Our
marriage doesn’t come with vacations or benefits or travel to exotic countries
or down the block or to coffee shops or restaurants. No.
Our
marriage comes with all of the work and none of the romance or fun.
As far as
romance: there’s nothing enticing when one’s doggie stares at us while making
love or our doggie tries to climb our backs and barks at us to immediately stop
making love.
Eric and I
love each other very much.
Eric and
I’ll stay married for the rest of our lives.
Eric and I
like each other very much.
Eric and I
will work it all out.
Eric and I
are strong and capable and able to love each other.
Eric and I
respect each other.
However,
I’m unhappy and have been for a very long time.
There’s no
point in getting a divorce and go clean-up or ‘bring home bacon’ for some other
human who doesn’t seem to appreciate the professional and domestic work I do.
The problem
is I’m underappreciated.
It’s
terrible to be taken advantage by one’s partner as well as by one’s In-Laws.
It’s a
lonely life to be surrounded by people who simply and only want their needs met
yet don’t reciprocate anything worth in social barter.
The last
decade of marriage has made me one of the unhappiest of persons, even though we
don’t ever talk about anything.
We sweep most
things under the rug until I come along and vacuum it up.
Perhaps, I
thought there would be more significance or meaning in life when really there’s nothing but people
wanting to be taken care of since they don’t actually know how to either take
care of themselves or others.
Having Eric
“bring home bacon” doesn’t make me loved or admired or sexy.
Brining
home bacon is what each and almost any mature adult must do in life.
Having Eric
sit around and watch large amounts of television doesn’t make me feel sexy or
happy and Eric knows it.
Having Eric
hardly ever want to discuss anything doesn’t make me feel sexy or happy and
Eric knows it.
Having to
constantly clean-up after Eric as well as my In-Laws has been a real “abuse of
power” on each of our parts since I don’t ever get love unless I clean or take
care of other people’s needs.
People in
my life have seemed to withhold love from me unless I go and clean-up their skid
marked underwear.
Ah! Life in
America sucks.
Life in
America for women of color is a cruel place to be.
Life in
America as a modern woman is complete impoverishment and domestic imprisonment.
No, I don’t
want any children.
Yes, if I were
to choose to have children, because anybody were to expect children of me, or supposedly
I’m to continue the line, or I’m supposed to make grandparents happy, then I’ll
truly become one of the most miserable woman alive.
No, I don’t
want any children since I’m overworked and underpaid and overlooked.
Could you
imagine six years without any vacations or anyone to help me out with
snot-nosed children?
It’s not
fair to leave women to do all of the work and none of the fun.
Men take
advantage of women’s energy and time.
The only
thing I can do from wanting to go feral is to take time for myself in these
cold freezing nights and go and smoke as many cigarettes my body can handle.
Why
complain.
Simply, I
complain because in an entire decade nothing’s changed in our domestic arrangement
and partnership struggle and married challenges.
Eric seems to think that because I no
longer discuss my physical pain then there’s none there.
The less I
talk about how stupid this lifestyle is then the more confident Eric seems to get,
within his place in this pack even though I don’t like Eric’s lack of interest
in our lifestyle.
Each night,
I ask, Eric how his days are, and he tells me the same old boring stories about
how difficult work is and how much one of his co-workers talks his ear of like
a wife or an old woman.
Yet, Eric
hardly ever asks me about my days thus I hardly ever get to talk to anybody
about my lifestyle and work which is more or less the same each day.
Yes, I’m
alone.
No, I’m not
lonely since I don’t want a “new man” or a new lifestyle. I simply want this domestic
lifestyle to be improved upon.
This
domestic lifestyle seems to be the last thing for which improves. I’m starting
to think it’s because I don’t truly hold a strong voice, therefore I’m not
truly heard, or taken seriously by Eric, or I don’t hold any power, therefore
what I have to say doesn’t matter, since my 53 year old husband is something of
an antiquity in this modern era.
Eric’s hip
and cool and up-to-date on technology yet he’s not up-to-date on romance or
women especially married to someone who is 14 years younger than he is.
The only
thing, which makes me angry is how alone I’ve been in the last decade.
What is it about women of color?
Why are women of color second class citizens?
Why are women not as powerful as men?
Why are women’s needs overlooked?
Why aren’t women as important as men?
Why are women, cleaning women and nothing
else?
Are women not human or sexy?
The intellectual
modern man is indeed thoughtless and clueless about modern women.
Please,
don’t ever marry anyone anymore than 3 years older or younger otherwise one’s
bound to get married to someone with old dusty ideals about domestic marriage
from an old era, dead and long gone.
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 3,000
Word Count: 3,390
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,286 + 3,390 = 5,676
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #4
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #72 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #58 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #63 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
“Where love is, no room is
too small.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Invocation (prayer, asking God’s blessing)
The chaplain pronounced the invocation at the
beginning of the program.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this
page.
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Hello.
Upload: 5:46pm CT
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In Observance of
Pearl Harbor
Thank you to our
service men and women!
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
No Complaining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
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J.F.K.
~~~
Our Home
Our Life
We live in
a gorgeous four bedroom home with two bathrooms and ample of space for two
adults and one little doggie with a huge personality.
Our home’s walkout
leads to a red brick patio and an extremely large and hilly backyard with a
bonfire pit at the bottom of the backyard and plenty of large lush trees.
Our
backyard is enclosed by a beautifully well built six foot black chain link fence
in August of 2014.
At times,
the chain link fence feels more like
a prison fence than anything else,
however.
We wouldn’t
change the black chain link fence for anything else since the chain link is
difficult to climb up and over then
one would have to deal with us. Chomp.
In 2006, the
previous owner, sunk one-hundred and fifty thousand ($150,000) into
renovations.
Our 1952 modern
home with new central air and a new roof as of 2006 as well as a completely
finished basement and brand new windows around the entire home is a dream come
true for us.
Our home
was move-in ready.
The
previous owner had their home repossessed by the bank since the previous owner
couldn’t make all of their mortgage payments.
When we
purchased our home, we purchased our home for $65,700 in August 2012.
Today, Wednesday,
December 7, 2016 our home is worth $132,000 which is mostly the average market
value of the houses on our street.
We’ve
decided to stay, live, work and die here.
Personally,
I’m willing to stay, live, work and die here, however.
Truly, I do
believe children are out of the question when
it comes to specifically raising children in this suburban neighborhood since
our street isn’t always consistently stable in nature or respectful or sound of
mind.
Eric’s
made-up his mind about not moving from here.
And, I’ve
made up my mind I don’t want to have or raise children here since it’s been some
of the most traumatizing experiences as well as terrible times of my life living
in this neighborhood which Eric doesn’t truly understand the adversity since he
hasn’t been around much, for the continual, two-door’s neighbors’ verbal
assaults, I’ve, dealt within the past four years.
To Eric,
this home’s a cake walk around the park.
To me, this
street is a nightmare come true.
More so the
neighborhood is a nightmare than our home.
Our home is
any sweet dream come true.
Our
neighborhood isn’t always consistently made-up of mature adults thus making a
peaceful and healthy lifestyle difficult to trust or socialize with any people
for whom we probably ought to socialize with at “National Night Out” or Christmas
parties yet we don’t.
Personally,
as a woman, I can give a lot of myself, however.
No, I won’t give all of myself otherwise
I’ll simply be taken advantage of and used or abused for someone else’s gain or
need or want.
Eric would
love the ultimate fairy tale ending.
Personally,
I make it one day at a time.
No, I don’t
know how this or any other storyline will end.
An ending,
isn’t, something, I, can evidently foresee, other than death, which, hopefully, death won’t be for another 40 years
from decayed teeth and wrinkly skin.
No, I don’t
want children much less do I want to raise children in the suburbs of the Twin
Cities Metro Area.
Personally,
I think it would’ve been worse to raise children in uptown, Minnesota since
people there don’t like the sight of children much less having to deal with
children.
No, I
neither much like children nor having to deal with children.
Perhaps,
from far away I might like children, however, not really.
Even though
I struggle with not wanting to have children I also struggle with living in the
uncultured and bland suburbs.
It’s a
lonely domestic lifestyle to live in the middle of nowhere with nothing to do for
a social scene much less even be able to get a decent (respectable) cup of coffee
from any nearby or local coffee shop or Caribou.
We only
purchase Caribou since Caribou’s Minnesota owned.
In the
suburbs people nearly must drive almost anyplace to be able to frequent
anything as simple as a locally owned coffee shop or a vegan Co-Operative food
store.
There’s
nothing in the suburbs for culture other than
the same large warehouse type stores which we’re so happy to have nearby Target
and McDonald’s otherwise we might (figuratively)
go insane living in the middle of the city with nothing to do or absolutely
nowhere to go other than Wal-Mart
which is cool if the people are truly calm, cool and collected private American
Citizens and Civilians.
We used to
live in uptown, Minneapolis yet it was expensive to even so much as get one cup
of coffee thus I hardly ever ventured out.
Uptown’s
considered an “overpriced ghetto.”
Where we
live… there’s nothing.
Not within
walking distance, anyway.
It’s less
expensive to live in the suburbs, however.
If one doesn’t
have wheels then there’s nothing here for anyone.
Eric drives
our 2016 KIA and parks it in a private garage downtown, Minneapolis thus and
therefore I’m without wheels all year round for years at a time.
Not having a
set of wheels makes my world a whole lot smaller living here in the nowhere
suburbs.
Not that I
would go anyplace alone since I believe the world is a difficult and unsafe
place to navigate therefore I stay hidden from the world and isolated without a
local community or best friends who live in San Francisco, California and
Manhattan, N.Y.C. rather than here with us.
Please, don’t mind me: finally, I’d like
a hot cup of pumpkin spice latte, yet no place nearby to go and get a latte
from, even, if, I were to walk, someplace, I’d end up, nowhere for blocks and
blocks and blocks in the cold.
Oh, how I
miss Cambridge, MA at this time of year when the cobble stone streets shine
with precipitation and the trees are decorated with little lights. We’d make
our way to our favorite coffee shops and bistros and bars.
Ah, wake up,
Gabriel. You’re dreaming.
In many
ways living here in our metropolitan suburbs is an outcome of the stock market
crash of 2008 in which we lost nearly most of our finances and started all over
again.
Mainly this
suburban domestic lifestyle is an outcome of 50 years without worker’s raises
thus incredibly successful people like us don’t get the opportunities for economic
advancement as our parents’ and their parents’ witnessed in the 1930’s and
1980’s.
America is
a poor or impoverished or broke nation.
The
impoverishment is obvious to see with the naked eye.
The reason
why I’m stuck in the middle of an amazing suburb without an intellectual or
creative community to fall back on, or any place to go and sit and watch people
is because our system of culture and society wishes it so thus here I am living
out the most improvable American modern lifestyle for which chokes the very
life out of humans who love to connect and be social other than the internet.
In many
ways I’m willing to put myself through this torment for which is considered an
all time American cultural domestic modern lifestyle, however.
It would be
rather unfair or selfish of me to have children simply to fill up space and
create more sound amongst these walls.
Nevertheless,
I don’t want our possible future children
to grow up in this isolated environment of any type of frozen Northern Tundra
for which we now call home forevermore.
Loneliness
will eat away at people and creates disease.
Thankfully,
I was built to handle being alone as well as silence and loneliness since I
like my quiet work time and quiet reading time and quiet research time and
quiet contemplating adult time.
Once per
year, an alcoholic drink would be nice to have with closest of friends rather than four or five or six years gone
by without a single bit of human connection other than waiting for Eric to get
home to sit with Freeway thus I might go outside and smoke cigarettes by myself
thus I can collect my thoughts and gather myself from the mundane loneliness of
constantly being with a barking canine dog companion and nothing else.
My life as
a part-time housewife is the best thing that ever happened to me since
September 2010.
Yet,
there’s no socialization or very little involvement.
There’re
only more dirty dishes and dirty laundry to connect to.
Personally,
I don’t much like to socialize with people from the Midwest since people from
the Midwest seem to not be publically or properly conditioned to be social thus
I stay away from making any type of friendships in which people will flat out ask
us to give beggars money for whatever artistic productions or to get drunk on
our money.
No, we’re no
longer any producers thus we don’t dull out money any longer nor have we dulled
out money in about 6 years.
The last
documentary we produced was in 2010.
No, I don’t
like artistic or writing types much less musicians.
No, I don’t
like liars in the form of politicians.
No, I don’t
like liars in general.
No, I don’t
like people who believe socializing is a competition to place people against
each other.
No, I don’t
like immature adults.
No, I don’t
like unkind adults.
No, I don’t
like arrogantly ignorant adults.
No, I don’t
like stuffy corporate types.
No, I don’t
like unwashed violent punk types.
No, I don’t
like needy or greedy adults.
No, I don’t
like inexperienced adults who haven’t ever had any adversity or challenges or
death or illness or disease in their lives.
No, I don’t
do kinky.
No, I don’t
like adults without compassion or sympathy.
No, I don’t
like badly dressed people.
No, I don’t
like people who use quotes to lend meaning to life.
No, I don’t
like anybody who has more needs than a host will provide.
Yes, I’m “picky”
(discerning) about socializing since I’m about to turn 40. I’ve met more literally
insane people than necessary for one to
ever meet since documentary work does lead documentarians to the most unlikely of
places.
Once one
has met insane or out-of-touch or selfish or self centered or mean spirited or
mentally-ill people then well, what’s next?
No, I don’t
like to hang out with mentally ill people.
Pretty much
what I’m looking for is for someone like me to hang out and laugh and smoke
cigarettes and have a pleasant and wonderful time.
Yes, I’d
like to make a non-sexual friend who is like me.
No, I don’t
like narcissists.
No, I don’t
like braggers.
No, I don’t
like anybody who must be agreed with about the things only they find important.
Yes, I’m
looking to meet people like my closest friends who now live far away and tend
to children and don’t have any time to socialize with anyone other than their
snot nosed children who drive them insane.
Today, all
of these words have sprung forth only since I actually left our home and
socialized for the first time in 3.5 years.
On Sunday I
actually socialized at a restaurant.
The
realization hit me like a ton of bricks.
Yes, I’ve
attended Eric’s Christmas parties, however.
Eric’s
co-workers aren’t my friends.
Eric’s love
for his work is infinitely wonderful.
Eric loves
his metropolitan lifestyle of going into a posh broadcast studio and downtown
lunches and downtown parking and downtown snacks and downtown element at Target
and downtown overall awesomeness.
Yes, I
wanted to live downtown, Minneapolis.
However,
one must give up (figuratively) a kidney or an eyeball to live downtown,
Minneapolis since it’s as expensive as any other metropolises.
In many
ways I did think adults would be good and great and excellent friends to each
other in the many forms of kindness in the same way in which we’re young and
carefree and willing to lend an ear or a helping hand to our closest and
dearest friends.
Nope.
American adults
are focused with their lives and hardly ever look up and make true connections
without ultimatums or hard choices.
Adulthood
is one of the most difficult aspects of life since either people have money but
no time, or people have time but no money.
American
culture is unbalanced.
In America
people don’t just hang out and play to have fun and be together.
In America
people hang out because they feel like there’s no better option or choice for
which will come along thus bitterness and resentment hits home with adults.
No, I don’t
need company at this moment.
Yes, I need
a cigarette since I’ve heard Freeway bark for hours on end.
Yes, I need
an outing, a change of scenery, a (non-sexual) respectful lifestyle changing
experience without any malice or manipulation or physical assault, or a good
buddy or mate, or a great conversationalist who doesn’t sit and stare at me
while trying to figure me out when they barely much less figure themselves out,
or someone who can hang out without being awkward at socializing or being comfortably
social or someone who doesn’t lecture like English as a Second Language adults
do.
Life in
America is difficult since it’s lonely.
Tonight,
how I miss Costa Rica.
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
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This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,286
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #3
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #72 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #58 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #63 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
“It’s easy to poke a fire
with someone else’s hand.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Obsequies (burial ceremonies, funeral rites)
You should attend your friend’s obsequies.
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book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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Truly;
Gabriel
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Word Count:
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This Week’s Total Word Count:
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*) Day #2
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #72 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #58 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #63 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Monday, December 5, 2016
“Wise men walk, while fools
ride.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Aesthetic (of or pertaining to the beautiful,
artistic)
He showed his aesthetic taste when he selected the
drapes.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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page.
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No Whining
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Truly;
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Word Count:
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count:
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #1
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #72 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #58 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #63 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Friday, December 2, 2016 - Saturday, December 3, 2016
“Don’t look for more honor
than your learning merits.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Alabaster (white, translucent, hard substance)
The precious ointment was placed in an alabaster jar.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
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page.
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The Seasons
Christmas’s
near.
Christmas
soon approaches.
As of this past Sunday, November 27 and Monday, November
28, 2016: I’m almost done with
the “main portion” of our Christmas shopping.
On Sunday and
Monday I went “buck wild” with the online shopping and purchased $744.74 in
Armani apparel and merchandise for both Eric and I, alone.
If anything,
last Christmas taught me, that
Christmas is indeed terribly important to American children and adults even though Christmas isn’t really a big
deal to me, thus this year I actually
did get a clipboard and got myself proficiently situated and organized and in
the spirit of Christmas starting this week with Cyber Monday.
No, not
ever again would I want to be caught without a gift on Christmas Eve or
Christmas morning since it’s not only humiliating, it’s also vastly empty and
sad, not to be well prepared for Christmas.
Last
Christmas, I did my online shopping obviously and absolutely, too, late thus I
overshot Christmas by a week or two.
Last year,
all of our Christmas gifts arrived by post in the first or second week of
January, however.
Christmas was
already over by then. It was indeed unbearable to watch Eric not open-up one
single Christmas present on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning.
Christmas
is indeed unbearable without any type of gifts thus I lit a torch under my
backside this year and made Christmas my first priority.
Our
Christmas gifts arrive by no later than next Wednesday, December 7, 2016.
Mainly what
I still need to do is shop for tissue paper and large rolls of inexpensive Christmas
wrapping paper as well as decorations (not sticky bows) to go on top of the
gift boxes.
We still
need to purchase a plastic Christmas tree.
This past
Sunday Eric decorated our front yard with little Christmas LED lights.
This
Christmas, Eric’s side of our family has asked us not to do any gifts, however,
we still decided to go ahead, and give the youth and children Christmas gift
cards with their annual “Untie Umbrella” hand written cards with loving and
gushing messages so the children know and understand just how much we love them
and adore them and wish them the best throughout the years.
For some
reason, last December 2015 we went and
went and went and when we finally looked up on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning
there weren’t any Christmas gifts under our tree for either of Eric or me.
Of course, last
Christmas we had gifts wrapped and ready to go for Freeway.
Thankfully we were on top of it as far as Freeway’s
gifts were concerned, otherwise I’m aware, I might’ve, stopped, and wept a
silent tear right there and then in front of Eric instead of privately and
quietly weeping in the shower all by my lonesome self.
Ha!
We laughed
about our Christmas mix-up.
It was
contrived laughter for a while.
This year I
feel reinvigorated by the Christmas spirit.
Actually
this year I’m inspired to “knock the socks off” Eric.
Eric has no
idea I went “buck wild” and purchased gifts for him, which I think are worth
his caliber in durability, fashion and comfort.
Finally, I
purchased for Eric a faux leather Moto jacket.
Finally, I
purchased for myself an Armani suit coat, however.
Suit coats
hardly ever fit around my 12.5” biceps or voluptuous full breasted cup.
No, I truly
don’t want to speak about my breast size cup.
Nevertheless,
one’s measurements are vitally important for making important decisions about
online shopping without ever trying on the apparel.
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Christmas Donations
Free Adult Coats
Recently as
of last week we made our $30,000 (thirty-thousand dollar) anonymous donation or
contribution towards free coats for both children and adults.
Free coats for
children is a subject matter for which community leaders seriously discuss in
reference towards or about “child poverty” since children are little tykes, and
the thought of any child going cold in the winter makes my teeth shutter with
dire discomfort.
However,
hardly do we ever hear or listen to community leaders seriously talk or discuss
the subject about “adult poverty” or “free adult coats” thus and therefore we sink our money into free adult coats more so than into “free children’s coats”
since adults get as easily as cold in the freezing cold of winter as anybody
else does yet it’s easier to forget about adult poverty because adult poverty
just is.
In my soft heart of hearts; throughout
the years we’ve thought of ways to bring profound awareness to the subject
matter of “adult poverty” and “free adult coats” yet there’s much ground to
cover.
We
absolutely understand the immensity and vast importance to be aware of “child
poverty,” yet there’s always this nagging little voice in the back of my head,
which tells me, that if we don’t make
“free adult donated coats” a main priority then it won’t be one.
“Adult poverty”
often gets overlooked simply because adults aren’t perceived to be as “adorable”
as most children, yet adults in poverty are just as hungry or often scared or frightened
or fearful or confused about the situation of poverty as children might also
feel while homeless.
Nevertheless,
I do believe and think the larger problems effecting (carrying out) adult
poverty are more difficult challenges mainly because I think adults have more responsibilities
to fulfill than those of children in poverty.
Adults
actually do have to watch out for themselves from getting beaten up or robbed
while at the mercy of homeless shelters.
We did in
fact at one point, owned one documentary film company which is now dissolved.
The money
we used to spend producing one independent documentary film per year is what we
now donate for “free adult coats” which is in the total sum of $30,000, per year.
We haven’t
produced documentary feature length films since the year 2010.
If we had
more money to contribute then we would.
We also
look forward to donating $500.00 towards our one neighbor’s doggie knee
surgery.
Our one
neighbor’s doggie has been in knee pain ever since about July this summer and
must have a $2,000 dollar surgery which our neighbor’s have been saving up ever
since summer.
There are
many aspects to donations and contributions for which we like to make
throughout the year except for around the holidays it seems far more vitally
important to put other people before ourselves without either forgetting about ourselves
or our deepest needs as well.
We put our
money where our mouth is.
We believe
in donating or giving without strings attached or ultimatums or conditions or
obligation.
We believe
our peaceful community as well as
other extended communities exist, thrive and prosper mainly due to the
abundance in talent and smarts and creativity and intelligence of mind and
kindness of heart by well intended and well educated individuals who make up
the grand sum total of our radiant existence and parts.
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Bad Doggie!
Well, 3.5
years with “Freeway” (our doggie) sure has been some of the most fun years of
my mature adult life even though it comes with difficulties and hard work and
tons of dedication and cleanup.
Not once
did I ever consider how much fun it would be to become a “doggie parent” to a
“rescue.”
Now that
we’re “doggie parents” we wouldn’t go back.
We’re
legally considered Freeway’s “Forever Family.”
Even though
I’ve read about 20-plus some doggie books I truly don’t know much about dogs
since I find dogs to be fascinatingly intelligent and somewhat wild and also
domesticated in some deviant manner or sort or form or way to get what they
want out of humans.
Even though
Freeway is properly potty trained and has gone to doggie school it’s a
difficult challenge to get Freeway to stop peeing the downstairs rug whenever
he gets mad at me for whatever reasons he gets mad at me for.
Even though
Freeway is properly potty trained and has gone to doggie school it’s a
difficult challenge to get Freeway to stop chewing on door frames.
Even though
Freeway is properly potty trained and has gone to doggie school it’s a
difficult challenge to get Freeway to stop incessant (non-stop) barking on
average of about 2, 3 or 4 hours per weekly workdays while barking at the front
large picture window at the front of our home.
Eric’s
mentioned how bad Freeway’s eyesight is.
Indeed
Freeway will bark at plastic brown “Cub Foods” grocery bags lying on the ground
in our front yard.
Literally,
I must step outside and seize the plastic bags before Freeway gives himself a
hernia.
Freeway has
a large fenced-in backyard to run around.
On average
Freeway goes outside about 5 to 8 times per day since I’m here and spoil
Freeway.
No, we no
longer walk Freeway since he’s only 13 pounds and his body weight doesn’t get
him very far in hot or cold weather without either of us having to carry him
inside our coats or on our arms all the way back home.
Freeway’s
so cute and magnificently fascinating and beautiful and tender and sweet
hearted to the point for which we spoil him with anything he wants since he’s
our non-human baby.
“Baby
Freeway” rules these parts.
Yesterday
early afternoon Freeway got out of the house and I just about had a heart
attack since Freeway is not to ever go outside in public unless we lead him by
a leash and he’s with us.
Yesterday
early afternoon I helped our next door neighbor’s carry their old broken down
television set outside to the curb and helped them carry our old television set
into their house while I helped plug in cables when suddenly our neighbor
informed me Freeway was right outside the door waiting for me.
Immediately
I dropped what I was doing and went to the door and picked up Freeway, carried
him like a little baby across our front lawn and gently set him down in the
front entry way and left him there to look outside from the glass door which I
securely latched before I returned to our neighbors to continue help out setup
the rest of the cables.
Our
neighbor mentioned just how intelligent Freeway was to not run out into the
street or run away but rather directly go over and find me at their house next
door.
Instead of
running away or into the street Freeway came and directly sought me out while
he patiently sat at our neighbors’ front stoop and looked up at me like, ‘well,
how come you aren’t home, playing with me?’
In the few
moments I held and carried Freeway across our front lawn I had more motherly
instincts and care and love and tenderness for Freeway than I’ve ever felt towards anybody else.
The bond
between Freeway and me is quite strong even though Freeway tends to not want to
listen to me or hardly ever comes over to me except for late at night when he
wants to snuggle in with his “mama”
and we tend to sleep back-to-back to one another.
Eric’s my
best friend and true love of my life, however.
Freeway’s
also now my best friend and true love of my life.
Eric
doesn’t have anything to worry about since Freeway’s no competition or match
for Eric.
Nonetheless,
Freeway’s got swagger and strut and prances around the moment he knows he’s
going to get a treat.
As of this
summer I’m convinced Freeway can spell certain words such as T-R-E-A-T or I-C-E
C-R-E-A-M or F-O-O-D.
Even though
my tender heart still holds serious reservations about having human children
there’s something special for which one doesn’t get over about dogs’ eyes and
faces, when they look up at you, and they seem to say, “please, feed me some
more treats and I’ll love you forever.”
Of course,
I’ve been sold on the idea of dog’s being humans’ best friends.
Of course,
I don’t seem to be able to stop teasing Freeway by slightly brushing his tail
and scratching behind his ears.
Of course,
I love to say sweet nothings into Freeway’s little ears.
Of course,
I love to kiss Freeway right behind his ears and on his belly.
Freeway is
quite picky and royally majestic.
We call
Freeway, “His Royal Highness” (His Majesty) since he’s quite the snob about
food and other such finer qualities in life.
Love Springs Eternal
Personally,
I don’t feel smart enough as I thought I
would be by now to handle the basic
training commands to any dog.
As far as
personal goals were set, many were met, however.
Not
necessarily with regularity.
Whether I
have treats in my pockets or not, there’re some days for which Freeway refuses to “come” to me, even if I were to
calmly and repeatedly voice the command for “come” and held out a large sirloin
steak, Freeway wouldn’t budge a muscle.
About 1.5
years ago whenever we used to walk Freeway had a tendency to pull so hard I
truly thought my arm would come out of its socket.
Directly I
was informed it was my fault for such misbehavior or misconduct in our dog.
Okay.
Simply, I nipped the misconduct in the bud and
stopped all walks since walks were the most miserable time spent throughout my
days trying to keep my arm intact whenever Freeway pulled this way and that a
way.
No, I don’t
feel bad about completely stopping the walks since at the time walking became
rather lethargic (sluggish) and contrived (artificial) and more physically painful
than it needed to be an experience.
Nowadays,
we play sprinting and retreating running exercises with Freeway to make sure we
keep his weight down and his mind free and clear from depression or “cabin
fever” or keep away the blues in general.
In some
deep and oversimplified part of my brain, I
thought, I’d have the teaching ability to get Freeway to turn into a well
behaved dog like awesome professional office dogs when dogs go to offices and
sit by their owner’s’ side without barking at anyone or anything for which were
to come near or around me.
Word Count: 1,213
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 2,376
Word Count: 2,415
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,636 + 2,415 = 5,051
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #1
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49
(10/20/2014), 50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #71 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #57 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #62 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)
Thursday, December 1, 2016
“Whoever tries to profit
from learning will be punished.”
“When there’s a wind,
garbage flies high.”
“The only thing you get
free in this life is garbage.”
(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)
Acrimony (sharpness, harsh, bitterness)
The teacher refrained from acrimony in his remarks.
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A
book: “Manners Culture and Dress: of the Best American Society, including
social, commercial and legal forms, Letter Writing, Invitations, &c., also
valuable suggestions on Self Culture and Home Training” By Richard A. Wells,
A.M., Illustrated, King, Richardson & CO., Publishers, Springfield, Mass.,
and De Moines, Iowa, 1891.
Street Etiquette.
Shouting.
Chapter 9.
Page 136
Never
speak to your acquaintances from one side of the street to the other. Shouting
is a certain sign of vulgarity. First approach, and then make your
communication to your acquaintance or friend in a moderately loud tone of
voice.
The above passage is indeed correctly re-copied unto this
page.
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Love
Trumps
Hate
No Whining
“Only Thing We Have
To Fear Is Fear Itself.”
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J.F.K.
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Mending Bridges with
Our Next Door Neighbors
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“The Taming Of the
Shrew”
Forgiveness is Health
No, I’m not usually a “racist” since I,
too, was born with brown skin and am not able to change my natural
pigmentation; also born as a Latina and Indigenous Maya and eventually became multi-lingual
and smart and kind and intelligent enough not to make a menace out of myself.
No, I’m not
frightened by “intimidation” or “scandal” or “male chauvinism” or “sexual
harassment” or “racism” or “ageism” or “gender bias” or “miscommunication” or “misinterpretation”
or “general misconduct” or “unequal pay.”
No, I’m not
a “racist” against minorities since
I’m already a born woman of color and wish to do no harm.
No, I’m not
any type of literal shrew.
Well, as of
recent developments show our neighborly cordial and respectful and sound proof
communication has brought us to discover the “marijuana baggies” in our neighbor’s
front yard and in our front yard happens to be neither of ours. Okay.
Thank you
for correction in misinformation.
The
marijuana “baggies” for which blow around in both of our front yards actually don’t
belong to either of us.
The marijuana baggies aren’t our next door
neighbor’s who as of recently just begun to pick-up their front yard candy
wrappers and help out with general garbage pick-up around our two properties.
Thank you.
Not only do
I feel like a complete fool as well as
a bloody arse-hole to have discovered the squirrels high-up in the trees
continually dropping down to the ground ribcage bones and garbage into our
backyard and side yards and front yard.
Furthermore,
many of our neighbors do leave their garbage can lids open thus throughout the
years the squirrels have learned to survive from the open trashcan lids and open
food sources for which the squirrels may find or steal from the trashcans.
Yes, of
course, I’ve already made a sincerest face-to-face apology to our next door Muslim
Somali-American neighbors from Maine for having me assume the marijuana baggies
were theirs when they kept thinking the blown around garbage was coming from us
which factually none of the blown around garbage is coming from our garbage
cans rather from other neighbors’ open garbage can lids.
Oh, My
Allah!
May Allah
forgive me as a neighbor doing our best.
Let’s talk
about miscommunication as anything other than an art form.
Personally,
I’d rather not type about this form of occurrence and forget all about it,
however, justice must be served even by my own hand directed at myself.
How
embarrassing of me to have ever assumed as much as I did about our next door Muslim
Somali-American neighbors from Maine when there was absolutely no reason or
evidence for me to be as ignorantly arrogant as I was in my incorrect assumptions
in the first place.
Yes, I’ve
been known to be completely set in my ways and possibly even as far as
“pig-headed” and wrong in my assumptions thus
and therefore I make sure I don’t point any fingers in any other direction,
and keep calm and quiet since I don’t
know anything.
All I know
is just how embarrassed I am.
All I know
is just how wrong I was.
In many
ways I’ve been humbled by this miscommunication.
It’s good
to be humbled especially by next door Muslim Somali-American neighbors from
Maine who at time, neighbors get to know more about the other than one’s family or friends do about
each other.
Neighbors
get to hear and see the ugly and wonderful aspects of life unless one’s
completely “high as a kite” on 20MG of Escitalopram and has proven not to raise
her voice for nearly an entire and half continuous
prosperous year in positive martial communication style about domestic chores without
getting dorky about it all.
It’s best not to judge a book by its cover.
It’s best
not to be ignorantly arrogant like me.
However,
from time-to-time, I’ve been known to swear like a sailor, however, I don’t
drink like sailors do.
Possibly
even act-out like a sailor if the
occasion or situation were called for or fit
to be tied.
Perhaps, I would possibly even consider to
negatively act out like a “drunken sailor” if
it meant I had to take an “offensive stance” or “dislikable social position” to
defend one’s high-quality of lifestyle
standard free from disrespectful or aggressive or bias or bigoted or racist
or ageist peoples.
As well as,
I’ve been known to run-and-hide for countless of years on end since there’s no
point in any further communication when disrespect or prejudice or
discrimination play any type of role.
Plus, I can
throw one nasty (short or long version) verbal tirade whenever the same negative outcome rears its ugly little head, and
miscommunication seems not self-aware, or capable to forgive and move forward.
Personally,
I prefer a lot of personal space since
most people get foolish during miscommunication about anything at all they
might be blatantly wrong about, whichever people think might or might not appear to be what the situation actually is, or
not as people seem to reflect conflict to be their own ideals about the world,
or how people are raised to do positive conflict resolution with their
families, or closest friends, or extended family members, or closest
communities, or neighborhoods or villages.
In my heart of hearts, I do feel bad for
“negatively misbehaved” adult people if
such mature adults were to verbally “lash out” or seem “aggressive” or “bored”
by their verbal violence or show high “ineptitude” to peacefully communicate
with others different from themselves thus
bias becomes rather easily offended, or prejudice (chauvinism, unfairness,
narrow-mindedness) seems to purposely ruin any chance of being heard, or to be
made clearer, or to “positively further connect to another,” or “do no harm.”
As far as embarrassment is concerned:
well; what more is there to say?
Nothing.
Yes, I’ve
proven to be a complete frustrated or annoyed douche when it comes to my own
“interpersonal dialogue” about specific thoughts about religious discrimination against me, specifically by the hand
of our Muslim Somali-American next door neighbor for whom we have now made a
full recovery and peace efforts to get along with each other forevermore.
At times,
the religious discrimination did become an automatic strike against me and a
personal affront as far as being a non-believer Muslim goes.
Our one
neighbor’s religious discrimination felt blown way out of proportion on her
part as a way to directly confront me as a neighbor for being a Muslim
non-believer.
The
religious discrimination seemed more so to confront faults associated to my
person as some form of “character flaw” due to the fact I don’t pray to Allah,
which I didn’t ask for such religious discrimination in the first place.
No, being a
Muslim non-believer isn’t any type of personal character flaw in the same way
prescribed Oxycontin isn’t any type of personal character flaw either.
Shit
happens along the road or journey of life.
Only I
choose as to whom and how to pray for our daily bread.
Our one
neighbor’s religious discrimination was more shocking than real as well as the possible threat of the
K-word being flung around simply due to our Muslim non-believer ways.
Personally,
I haven’t ever cared if Muslims or Jews or Christians or haters or the wealthy
elite like me or not since I live a
quiet and often withdrawn (non-abusive, non-reclusive or non-shut-in) lifestyle
at our Homesteaded property which is exactly “urban farming” with the ability
to acquire permits to keep bees and chickens, although chickens are quite dirty
birds.
Yes, my
writing is quite contrived or allusive or vague since the subject of religious
discrimination and racism is quite difficult to manage.
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Religious
Discrimination
Is by far more
difficult to swallow
Than general social
rejection
Yes, racism
is foolish.
No, I’m not
rabid at all about racism.
It’s
difficult for me to admit just how
incredibly wrong I’ve been about our next door Section-8 Housing Muslim
Somali-American neighbors from Maine.
In many
ways our next door Section-8 Housing Muslim Somali-American neighbors from
Maine have now proven themselves to
be some of the most respectful and kindest and smart and intelligent and mature
adult people willing to peacefully communicate with us and hold open dialogue about
our yards’ blown garbage since October 30, 2015.
First, I’m no one to speak as to how to best
conduct one-self in any social situation other than to be obviously respectful
as well as to be present no matter what medical conditions people deal with on
a daily basis, and to stay logical and reasonable and calm as well as best communicate as maturely as possible while
confronted with difficult new information or critical need for new-and-ongoing factual
awareness and calm resolution.
Ever since
Friday, October 21, 2016 our next door Section-8 Housing Muslim Somali-American
neighbors from Maine have been directly respectfully communicative about the
blown garbage in both of our front yards and side yards.
Finally
after an entire year of possible “slight grudges” held, or “respectful” yet “curt”
“short dialogue” maintained, or “extreme quiet” absences on my part, or
decently “escalated dialogue” (without getting personal or shouting or screams or
name-calling any one, anything disrespectful) or at times “icy cold” discourse, or “distant silences” on my
behalf, within our neighborly shared on-going miscommunication, or prejudices
uncovered, or self-awareness re-discovered through new presentation of facts
and information and evidence, which possibly might make one “blush” or “shutter”
at the thought of one’s near-sightedness in one’s wrong opinions or misinformation
or overall wrongfully preconceived notions or prejudices about one’s own
neighbors.
(Of course,
the above prose was a mouth full to write.)
Mostly communication must be spelled
out for all parties involved to understand what’s even said in the first place.
We believe
in second, third and fourth chances since life is beautifully positioned to
constantly reach-out and to openly play like
children do, or discover new possibilities to continually be inspired by life in general through newly or
greatly establish acquaintances, or colleagues, or neighbors and possible well
meaning and deeply profound (non-romantic, non-sexual) friendships or
eventually well established partnerships or, or, or.
We
absolutely think second, third and fourth chances are of a vital consequence since for the most part people seem vulnerable in miscommunication, or tongue-tied,
or overwhelmed, or underwhelmed, or outwardly rude, or shocked by and through new evidence uncovered, which
may come forth to light, and get unveiled only
to think about how to best balance options or situations or solutions in the ability to actually hold excellent information
and knowledge for all present or sincerity
in pattern, shape and form or emotion or speech or writing, and respect for any
social previous untangling or difficult situations whenever miscommunication occurs with any human especially
between people who hold the intellectual astuteness or kind capacity and smart
power to let go, be free from “racist remarks” or “social prejudices uncovered”
or “discrimination superimposed” by perpetual deed.
It needed
to go without say, however, I felt it best to cover most ground.
Writing about “racism” or “discrimination”
or “prejudices” are quite difficult to write about each subject matter without
getting confusing by the complex web of words and language needed in order to “discuss”
or “debate” or “speak” about anything as difficult as “racism” as any important
topic of conversation.
Words and
language don’t do communication much
justice thus and therefore humans
fail each other in the logical and logistical and reasonable aspects of mundane
communication.
Words are
indeed maturely wonderfully mundane.
Most of
what mature adult neighbors want is to establish respectful boundaries and
continual growth for development and peaceful communication and safe surroundings
in more racially diverse communities and neighborhoods and villages.
What a terrible fool I’ve been.
No, I’m no
ignoramus.
Definitely,
yes, I can be “ignorant” since mainly
I’m “stubborn” (obstinate, adamant, steadfast) in my nature, or at times “whimsical” (indecisive,
fickle, choosy, unpredictable) in my ideals, which are constantly ever changing
ideals, while most of my present “values” and “ideas” already established about “human behavior” don’t much change since I’m 39 years of life, and quite idealistic about “respectful
conduct,” and “professional code of conduct,” and “presentation” and “justice”
and “love” and “romance” and “neighborly respect” and “co-worker appreciation”
and general grace in life.
Indeed, I’m
“The Taming of the Shrew” when it comes to the old story about “racism.”
After
twenty-nine years ever since I first
became an Immigrant to the United States of America I’m now tired of “racism”
in all of its shapes and forms.
Year-after-year…
Decade-after-decade
of “suppressed” or “unrelentingly undeniably sharp double-tongued speech” or
“two-faced assumptions” or “passive-aggressive” American Midwestern “racism”
one becomes quite tired of “racism” as a subject matter or “racism” as a
non-existent factor in race or class or cultural standing or status since one
can’t help to be born with darker or lighter pigmentation.
Nevertheless,
for one to stop railing against “racism” isn’t
any type of option since many youth will come after us.
We’d like to defend the hope of the NeXt
generation by setting up this very present system of culture and society in
structure and formation to learn just
how to best proceed forward, if at all, with “racism.”
Is America
a culture for which can look beyond pigmentation or am I always going to have
to carry around a clear “Ziploc” bag for a purse to indicate I steal nothing
from stores?
How
embarrassing to stoop down to the level of animalism.
Caucasians
definitely aren’t the majority in this America
of ‘tis.
Nonetheless,
Caucasian Americans hold most “advanced degrees” or “wealth” or “loans” or “business
loans” or “commercial or industrial mortgages” or “own small businesses” or “get
elected to local office” or “get ahead in life” and die and pass away without
hardly ever cultivating anything of real importance or substance or everlasting
equality for the radicalization of “racism,” “prejudice,” or “discrimination.”
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In
conclusion; it’s tremendously difficult to say heart-felt apologies or to
portray heart-given sincerities which actually mean something of consequence.
However,
it’s far more difficult not to say heart-felt words or to portray heart-given
apologies especially when credit is due where credit is due.
Simply, I
meant to write about love.
More so I
meant to write about how ignorantly and arrogantly misplaced assumed notions or
assumptions or wrongful information or impulsive anger or inept rudeness will
set one apart from the rest of the human connection.
Not to be
able to “set the record straight” or “to wrongfully misjudge without much information”
or “to prudently and abruptly disconnect” from the vital aspects of
communications can lead to possible disastrous results especially when intended
to hurt.
Forgive.
Humble
thyself.
Utilizing
words through any communicational means or medium or device is difficult as it is without having to mention words
or getting caught up by words since language gets involved in the many
complexities of emotions and wrongful ideals about others which most likely
gets in the way to either best represent individuals or best understand
individuals and their basic linguistic failures as the ultimate presentation of
an amazing and beautiful and fully matured life to be able to directly deal
with someone face-to-face and have them actually believe in one’s apology and
fully embrace in commonalities rather than our differences.
Please,
don’t allow for one’s ego to get in the way of possible friendships with the
most unlikely of people who may or may not hold the knowledge and power and
wisdom to change you for the better.
Yours
Truly;
Gabriel
Word Count Goal: 2,500
Word Count: 2,636
This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000
This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,636
One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:
*) Day #18
without verbal swear words. I like it.
*) Day #1
without a cigarette. It’s alright. I like it.
*) Blood
Pressure: 103/69 mmHg / Pulse: 61 (05/25/16)
*) CHOLESTEROL,
Total
294
(10/20/2014), 245 (06/02/15), 276 (01/22/16)
HDL
Cholesterol
49 (10/20/2014),
50 (06/02/15), 52 (01/22/16)
Triglycerides
296 H
(10/20/2014), 241 H (06/02/15), 253 H (01/22/16)
LDL-Cholesterol
186 H
(10/20/2014), 147 H (06/02/15), 173 H (01/22/16)
CHOL/HDLC
RATIO
6.0 H
(10/20/2014), 4.9 (06/02/15), 5.3 H (01/22/16)
NON HDL
CHLOESTEROL
245 H
(10/20/2014), 195 H (06/02/15), 224 H (01/22/16)
IRON, Total
79 mcg/dl
(10/20/2014), 52 mcg/dl (06/02/15), 137 mcg/dl
(01/22/16)
CORTISOL,
Total
19.2
(10/20/2014), N/A (06/02/15), 11.9 (01/22/16)
*) Week #71 of higher dosage of birth
control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”
*) Week #57 of one sleeping pill per night
by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”
*) Week #62 (09/03/15) on antidepressants
one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 20 MG” (03/01/16 change of dosage.)