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Friday, October 30, 2015

“All virtues in one man are nowhere to be found.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Inalienable (incapable of being taken apart)

Inalienable rights are guaranteed by the Constitution.

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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.

Conversation.

Music.

Chapter 6.

Page 71

A well-bred lady of the present day is expected to know something of music besides merely playing a difficult piece. She should be able to discuss the merits of different styles of music, modestly and intelligently; a little reading on the subject, and some attention to the intellectual character of music, will enable her to do so; and as music is becoming quite a national passion, she will find the subject brought forward very frequently by gentlemen.

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*) Day #26 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #26 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #194 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #615 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #47 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #6 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #54 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes!

*) Week #14 of higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

*) Week #1 of one sleeping pill per night by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”

*) Week #6 on Anti-depressants one per day by mouth: “Escitalopram Oxalate 10 MG” To my personal chemistry and brains and mind this one single daily pill is exactly like three continuous cocktails “pumped” directly into my bloodstream 24/7. However, I’m not supposed to write about it thus I won’t.

*) Week #8 one per mouth daily before bed: “Lorazepam 0.5 MG” This prescription is about to run out. (No refills.)

Thursday, October 29, 2015

“A man is, alas, only a man---and sometimes not even that.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Component (serving as a necessary part or ingredient)

Divide a compound into its component parts.

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Conversation.

Cultivating The Mind.

Chapter 6.

Page 70

Your conversation can never be worth listening to unless you cultivate your mind. To talk well you must read much. A little knowledge on many subjects is soon acquired by diligent reading. One does not wish to hear a lady talk politics nor a smattering of science; but she should be able to understand and listen with interest when politics are discussed, and to appreciate, in some degree, the conversation of scientific men.

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*) Day #25 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #25 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #193 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #614 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #46 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #6 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #54 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes!

*) Week #14 of higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

*) Week #1 of one sleeping pill per night by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”

*) Week #8 one per mouth daily before bed: “Lorazepam 0.5 MG” This prescription is about to run out. (No refills.)

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

“Every man is blind---to himself.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Comport (carry, conduct)

They comport themselves with admirable grace.

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Conversation.

Avoid Repeating.

Chapter 6.

Page 70

Some people have an awkward habit of repeating the most striking parts of a story, especially the main point, if it has taken greatly the first time. This is in very bad taste, and always excites disgust. In most cases, the story pleased the first time, only because it was unexpected.

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*) Day #24 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #24 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #192 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #613 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #45 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #6 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #54 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes!

*) Week #14 of higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

*) Week #1 of one sleeping pill per night by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”

*) Week #8 one per mouth daily before bed: “Lorazepam 0.5 MG” This prescription is about to run out. (No refills.)

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

“Every man has his own meshugas [craziness].”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Compunction (uneasiness from a sense of guilt, penitence)

He had no feeling of compunction about avoiding a duty.

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Conversation.

Correct Pronunciation.

Chapter 6.

Page 70

Take pains to pronounce your words correctly. Some people have a strangely vulgar way of saying hos-pit-able for hos-pit-able; inter-est-ing for in-ter-esting.

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any type of

practicing nor non-practicing

black magic or white magic witch

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10/27/2015

Yes, today I’m still dealing with tremendous Carpal Tunnel.

We’ll commence on Monday, November 2, 2015.

We’ll make up this week the second week in June 2016.

Thank you very much for your patience. My wrist is injured there’s nothing to do for it other than to rest it for now.

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Usually, we begin to pass out candy at 8:00 P.M. on week nights since weekly we work from 11:30 A.M. to 8:00 P.M.

However, since this year Halloween falls on this Saturday then we’ll begin to pass out candy at 6:00 P.M. through 8:00 P.M.

We figure it gets dark by 6:30 P.M. and two hours of passing out candy will be enough.

For the past three years we’ve had more children and parents come through our neighborhood and at our door than we ever expected thus this Saturday we’ll be ready with store bought candy and chocolates.

We like to purchase the good candy since we were once children and we, too, love candy even though we’re now 612 days without sugar. (Sigh.)

Last night all I wanted was a Cannoli.

We’re wishing all a safe and wonderful Halloween 2015.

We took Thursday and Friday off from work.

Halloween is our favorite holiday not because of anything sinister more so because of the candy and the little lights and costumes. Smiles all around.

Finally, on Sunday we strung up our Halloween lights. We’re late this year because too much has happened in the month of October already. It’s been a rather busy month.

With Love As Always;

Gabriel

P.S. We’re caught up on all of the vocabulary words and quotes and passages for the month of October 2015. Thank you very much.

Some Boycotts Are Over

2015

Yes, my downtown boycott of Target store lasted one full year from (November 2012-2013.) However, two years after my boycott I still haven’t returned back to one of my favorite downtown stores. Boycotts are so.

Once one quits something then one realizes one can live without whatever it was one quit.

My October 2014 boycott of purchasing coffee out only lasted through June 2015 when I discovered large (100 calories) “Ice Northern Lite Rooibos Latte” with 2% milk because skim milk has more sugar than 2%.

As of July 2015 I discovered how nasty hot almond milk lattes tasted and all we use at home is almond milk. However, no almond milk in my lattes. Thank you.

This summer we fell in love with Caribou coffee shops all over the Twin Cities. Thank you very much.

With Love As Always.

Gabriel

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*) Day #23 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #23 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #191 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #612 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #44 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #6 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #54 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes!

*) Week #14 of higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

*) Week #1 of one sleeping pill per night by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”

*) Week #8 one per mouth daily before bed: “Lorazepam 0.5 MG” This prescription is about to run out. (No refills.)

Monday, October 26, 2015

“It is easier to know ten countries than one man.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Refulgent (shining, radiant, glowing)

The refulgent moon completed the setting for the modern witches to publically strip naked and howl at the moon.

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Conversation.

Introducing Anecdotes.

Chapter 6.

Pages 69-70

Those who introduce anecdotes into their conversation are warned that these should invariably be “short, witty, eloquent, new, and not far-fetched.”

Scandal is the least excusable of all conversational vulgarities.

In conversation study to be quiet and composed. Do not talk too much, and do not inflict upon your hearers interminably long stories, in which, at the best they can have but a little interest.

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(Correction from “Hilary” to Hillary.”) Thank you.

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(Correction from $30,000 cash anonymous donations.)

We do our duty for People and Country.

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Correction from “thank you so much,” to “thank you very much.”

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Oh, I thought it was 5,000 days without white or brown sugar. It’s only been 611 days without sugar. It seems longer than 611 days.

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Yes, by doctor’s orders I’m to do nothing with my wrist until Tuesday, October 27, 2015.

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Supposedly, if persons are capable of 21 days without any certain types of misbehavior (such as for example screams or shrieks or complaining or whining or swearing or cigarette smoke) or addictive substances or fatty types of foods or over-alcohol-consumption or otherwise then one isn’t considered an addict if one can go 21 straight days without a certain misbehavior or addiction which individuals seem to be highly driven towards. Self Control.

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Yes, due to my terrible annual allergies; unbeknownst to me on Saturday night I arrived at a dinner party with a booger on my nose and took care of it as quickly as I could right after I greeted the host. She was ever so generous as not to point out my booger or be grossed out by me or make fun of me. She sure was a true lady in such a moment.

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Word Count: 262

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*) Day #22 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #22 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #190 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #611 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #43 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #6 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #54 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes!

*) Week #14 of higher dosage of birth control pill: “Zovia 1/50E (28) 1-50 MG-MCG”

*) Week #1 of one sleeping pill per night by mouth: “Zolpidem Tartrate 10 MG”

*) Week #8 one per mouth daily before bed: “Lorazepam 0.5 MG” This prescription is about to run out. (No refills.)

Friday, October 23, 2015

“If God really love Man, would He have created us?”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Complement (that which fills up or complete; an entirety, complete set)

Many men consider a cordial and a good cigar the proper complement to a choice meal.

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Conversation.

Avoid Unfamiliar Subjects.

Chapter 6.

Page 69

Never talk upon subjects which you know nothing, unless it be for the purpose of acquiring information. Many young men imagine that because they frequent exhibitions and operas they are qualified judges of art. No mistake is more egregious or universal.

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*) Day #19 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #19 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #187 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #608 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #40 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #5 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #53 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Thursday, October 22, 2015

“If man is but another animal species, why has no other species produced even one Darwin?”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Regression (a going back, opposite of progress)

A depression is sometimes called a regression.

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Conversation.

Make The Topic Of Conversation Known.

Chapter 6.

Pages 68-69

If upon the entrance of a visitor you carry on the thread of a previous conversation, you should briefly recapitulate to him what has been said before he arrived.

Do not be always witty, even though you should be so happily gifted as to need the caution. To outshine others on every occasion is the surest road to unpopularity.

Always look, but never stare, at those with whom you converse.

In order to meet the general needs of conversation in society, it is necessary that a man should be well acquainted with the current news and historical events of at least the last few years.

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10/22/2015

Former Madam Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton is innocent of any further taxpayer’s money Congressional Benghazi hearings. Thank you for your service. “Some,” is not the same as “I” statements.

Let’s move on.

Gabriel

6:50 P.M. CT

See you Monday, October 26, 2015.

We’ll make this Carpal Tunnel week up the first week of June 2016.

Yes, unions for caretakers.

Workers must have paid and unpaid days off to recharge.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

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*) Day #18 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #18 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #186 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #607 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #39 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #5 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #53 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

“Only man was endowed with shame.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Subterfuge (a plan for escaping censure, deception)

He obtained permission to be absent from class by subterfuge.

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Conversation.

Whispering In Society.

Chapter 6.

Page 68

It is considered extremely ill-bred when two persons whisper in society, or converse in a language with which all present are not familiar. If you have private matters to discuss, you should appoint a proper time and place to do so, without paying others the ill compliment of excluding them from your conversation.

If a foreigner be one of the guests at a small party, and does not understand English efficiently to follow what is said, good-breeding demands that the conversation shall be carried on (when possible) in his own language. If at a dinner-party, the same rule applies to those at his end of the table.

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*) Day #17 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #17 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #185 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #606 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #38 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #5 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #53 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

“Man comes into the world with an Oy! and leaves with a Gevalt!”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Germane (appropriate, relevant, important to the discussion)

Omit what is not germane to the discussion.

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Conversation.

Interrupting A Person While Speaking.

Chapter 6.

Page 68

Never interrupt a person who is speaking. It has been aptly said that “if you interrupt a speaker in the middle of his sentence, you act almost as rudely as if, when walking with a companion, you were to thrust yourself before him, and stop his progress.

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10/20/2015

No Blog until Monday, October 26, 2015 since my right hand is out of commission due to severe Carpal Tunnel.

When it rains… …It pours…

This morning I had one Cortisone shot administered by my medical practitioner straight into my right wrist for Carpal Tunnel. I’m reconsidering this decision and ought to have continued to be referred to my specialist.

What do I know?

All I know is I know nothing. (Buddhist saying.)

However, I’ve had a continuous 8 scale pain ever since 11:00 A.M. CT and I now type left handed only which is quite slow and difficult at 7:29 P.M. CT (Correction on the time of day.) P.M. vs. A.M.

Yes, I promise not to ever medically self-diagnose for as long as I live. I solemnly swear.

Yes, I’m a medical laywoman and I know absolutely nothing about medicine and online website medical searches don’t much help medical laywomen such as me.

Yes, we’ve dedicated one decade to Western Medicine and will continue with such guidance.

However, I’ve begun to hemorrhage once more plus my sleep is seven hours of restless sleep per night for 13 weeks as of yesterday, Monday, October 19, 2015.

According to my medical practitioner as of today I’m to no longer mention in this blog the side effects of Anti-depressants as three continuous alcoholic cocktails repetitiously streamed or pumped straight into the bloodstream 24/7 or until the prescription Anti-depressant little white pill runs out since my Anti-depressant pill of 10MG is alcohol in a pill without the calories; My Anti-depressant prescription is like cotton candy; Cotton candy sure tastes good and sure rots the teeth.

Yes, I’ve gained three pounds and two ounces since June 2015.

Today’s weight: 153.8 pounds

This plateau sure lasts a while.

Weight goal: 137 pounds is considered “average” weight for my 5’2” muscular frame.

Three pounds is the difference between… or… when one’s of short stature.

Overall I feel ok.

The blood loss is tremendous.

In April 2010 I had my one and only pregnancy and miscarriage and ever since I’ve hemorrhaged for the last five years every six months.

However, as of recent 2015 I tend to hemorrhage every three months and then I get really healthy again rather quickly only to watch myself almost nearly come to death once more.

It’s time for either Mayo Clinic or some different American holistic medical alternative approaches even if the pain in my throat continues this bad.

Rejoice with us and enjoy this short autumn season.

Peace,

With All My Love.

Gabriel

P.S. Muderapolis must change into something modern and sophisticated and peaceful and clean.

Any city for which restaurants shut down due to road construction must have a weak economy to begin.

Boston is constantly under many different types of either road or building construction.

The citizens and civilians see it as their duty to go around any construction site and support many if not then most local community restaurants since affordable restaurant food is a vitally pumping heart of any city / state.

Come on Twin Cities’ citizens and civilians!

Let’s support local restaurants more.

Support local economy or seize to exist.

P.S. #2 Spray foam insulation sure is a dream.

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I’ll hopefully come back tomorrow to finish up quotes and dates and vocabulary. Thanks for your patience.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

We’ve fallen in love with Broadway hamburgers. Thank you so much.

We’ve fallen in love with “the muppets.” Thank you very much.

We’ve fallen in love with “Doc Martin.” Thank you very much.

We’ve fallen in love with Graham Norton’s red chair. Thank you very much.

We can’t wait for the Halloween Charlie Brown Special.

We’re making it through scary films but I keep spilling my water out of sheer fright.

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*) Day #16 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #16 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #184 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #605 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #37 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #5 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #53 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Monday, October 19, 2015

“Some people are like new shoes: the cheaper they are the louder they squeak.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Concatenated (linked together, united in chain or series)

The bones in the neck of a child are concatenated.

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Conversation.

Avoid Long Arguments.

Chapter 6.

Pages 67-68

Long arguments in general company, however entertaining to the disputants, are tiresome to the last degree to all others. You should always endeavor to prevent the conversation from dwelling too long upon one topic.

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(Correction there’s 52 weeks in one year and not 30 weeks. Anyway, we ended up with $300.00 worth of swear words since February 2015-October 2015.)

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We’re getting through a million and one domestic and professional things as most mature adults do get through in a single day.

Cheers!

We’ll commence the blog tomorrow.

We’ll get 5,000 words out of this blog by the end of Friday.

Question:

Isn’t it a conflict of interest to carry on with a book tour at the same time as if one were to run for the presidency of the United States of America?

Yes.

It’s like saying: The American People come second so long as someone gets to collect private funds from any entertainment tour in case all else fails.

Are the Republicans’ heads in the game or what?

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

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*) Day #15 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #15 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #183 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #604 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #36 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #5 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #53 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Friday, October 16, 2015

“To be without money is a great mistake.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Concordance (an index of words occurring in some book or collection)

The library has a concordance to the reference books available to all who wish to use them.

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Using Proverbs And Puns.

Chapter 6.

Page 67

The use of proverbs is equally vulgar in conversation; and puns, unless they rise to the rank of witticisms, are to be scrupulously avoided. There is no greater nuisance in society than a dull and persevering punster,

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*) Day #12 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #12 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #180 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #601 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #33 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #4 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #52 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Thursday, October 15, 2015

“Shrouds have no pockets.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Contemned (despised, scorned, treated with contempt)

They contemned the ignorant people and tillers of the soil.

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Slang.

Chapter 6.

Page 67

Remember that all “slang” is vulgar. It has become of late unfortunately prevalent, and we have known even ladies pride themselves on the saucy chique with which they adopt certain cant phrases of the day. Such habits cannot be too severely reprehended. They lower the tone of society and the standard of thought. It is a great mistake to suppose that slang is in any way a substitute for wit.

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*) Day #11 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #11 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #179 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #600 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #32 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #4 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #52 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

“The man who thinks that anything can be accomplished by money is likely to do anything for money.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Contentious quarrelsome, desiring to argue)

The opposition to the proposal proved to be a contentious group.

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Conversation.

Modulation.

Chapter 6.

Page 67

There is a certain distinct but subdued tone of voice which is peculiar to only well-bred persons. A loud voice is both disagreeable and vulgar. It is better to err by the use of too low than too loud a tone.

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Life in General

Third Quarter

Financially, we’re doing fine

with our twenty-year sociological project

of living on an

annual domestic household budget of $40,000

The tenth month of year nine.

The spray foam company cancelled their appointment with us on Tuesday, October 13, 2015 to reschedule for Monday, October 19, 2015 for 10:00-10:30 A.M. CT Superb.

We’re tickled pink to have spent our last $3,000 dollars from our overall 2015 annual $10,000 household maintenance project budget which is above and beyond our twenty-year sociological project’s annual domestic household budget of $40,000 for two adults and one small dog. Yes. Correct.

We’re glad to have forced the energy out of our bodies to accomplish months of research and organized ourselves to find a local reputable spray foam insulation company which didn’t judge us for A) our small budget B) living in a small and humble rambler 1,104 sq. ft. home C) staying within our humble 2015 last of our household maintenance project budget from $10,000 down to the last of our respectable $3,000 maintenance budget by mid October 2015.

Yes, a total of $3,000 dollars will indeed spray foam insolate half of our tiny little home. Yes!

Next year (2016) we plan to have the job finished for us.

2015 budgets are coming to a fast close.

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Yes, I could’ve easily purchased $3,000 dollars worth of Armani apparel.

However, we already cover straight out of our pocket an extra annual $2,000 dollars per each adult.

$2,000 dollars extra cost per person above and beyond the already established $2,000 set aside for each person’s’ annual wardrobe separately from our twenty-year sociological project’s annual household domestic budget of $40,000 in accrued extra expenses.

Yes, we do annually go above and beyond by exactly $2,000 dollars each person in annual apparel purchases as we succeed through our sociological project’s household domestic apparel budget otherwise we wouldn’t get our private and personal apparel needs met in this specific clothing financial category and lifestyle necessity.

However, we don’t go above the $4,000 per person in annual apparel cost for now.

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Yes, we do go above some of our personal and private expenses while we live on our humble sociological twenty-year project to work with an annual household domestic budget of $40,000 per annual domestic spending only because in the Twin Cities the average median income for families of four is a grand total of $38,000 (2013, 2014 statistics) and nothing much more thus when in Rome...

For the past nine years on most August months many of our types of insurances are due payment every August of each year therefore out of our pocket we save $2,000 at the end of any previous year’s annual income to financially cover each coming August of the following year since our twenty-year sociological project to keep our annual domestic household budget at no more than $40,000 dollars for two adult persons and one small dog is at times a challenge to balance the books even though towards the end of last year and this year our super hero budget has been no other than our meager annual household domestic budget of $40,000 for which saves our other annual above and beyond private budgets and expenses not involved in any way, shape or form with our twenty-year sociological project to domestically live on $40,000 per year.

In other words: October is our month in which we wind down on our spending and we coast on the rest of our annual $40,000 domestic household budget to get us through December 24th of each year and then I go Christmas shopping on Christmas Eve for Eric and myself.

Our annual domestic household $40,000 dollar budget already pays for Christmas gift cards for all 32 nephews and nieces and great-nephews and great-nieces. Yes!

One would be amazed what we can do with $40,000 per annual household domestic budget and we eat every single meal out all seven days per week.

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Most July or August months we purchase $300.00 worth of apparel since we don’t utilize our household credit card any other time of the year.

We did get into the habit to charge at least some type of apparel for $300.00 or less per year to keep our domestic household credit card’s $500.00 line of credit open.

Each July or August of each year for the past nine years we’ve had to force ourselves to utilize our household credit card of $500.00 dollars line of credit otherwise mostly any other expenses comes directly out of our pocket aside from living costs.

We don’t owe anyone anything except the last of $7,000 to Eric’s creditors and the Department of Education for one loan in the full amount of $14,000 some dollars on my behalf and our mortgage which is a different type of payment since most humans require a roof over their head.

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Annually on average we automatically and anonymously donate $30,000 cash (frosting right off the top) for which we used to make documentaries and no longer do.

Additionally annually on average we automatically and anonymously donate $60,000 toward the advancement of public education. (Correction on the amount of cash and non-cash donations.)

For the past five years we haven’t gone on vacation thus we’ve automatically and anonymously annually donate $5,000 dollars each of the individual five years.

For the past five years we’ve put young adults through four-year college and professional apprenticeships also annually we help out ten different local families with either rent or heat bills or food assistance or internet or phone bills. Yes, Correct.

We donate our full 30% of our annual income to charity.

We save $25,000 per person toward our humble and inexpensive future retirement in the city.

We invest $10,000 per year.

The rest is for petty cash throughout the year for canine medication and dog winter dress and canine food or any canine dental care or other vet needs for which must be met as well as small hostess or birthday cards or gifts or money (cash) gift cards or graduation cards as well as checks and / or any other miscellaneous products like non-animal tested body oils and creams, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. The list goes on.

We invite our friends out to meals. Our friends hardly ever invite us out to meals ever since the economy tanked and eating out is quite expense for most fading middle income earning families.

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This year from Eric & Gabriel’s domestic swear jar we are proud to mention we’ll automatically and anonymously donate $300.00 towards adult and children’s donated winter coats.

On average I swore about 10 times per week.

Now, I no longer swear.

Ultimately, we didn’t swear as much as we thought we did.

Yes, one swear word did cost one dollar which equaled out to about $10.00 per week on average for 30 weeks in one year and it’s still only October 2015.

Eric usually doesn’t swear; once in a full moon.

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We need another further $25,000 in annual domestic income to be comfortably well off in an upper middle income earning lifestyle (after taxes) and well-enough settled because we still now count our pennies which go toward date night once in a blue moon if we get inspired to go anywhere other than straight to the sofa.

We also need $10,000 in cash for pocket change to comfortably spend on small miscellaneous items life throws our way.

We also need $10,000 for emergencies above and beyond our already saved and spent annual $10,000 medical budget set aside each and every year.

We need one four week paid vacation. Soon.

Hypothetically, we’ll need eight weeks paid Paternity leave.

Please, we need free monthly downtown parking otherwise our humble domestic household budget picks it up.

Please, we need same quality healthcare coverage for one fraction of the cost of what we pay straight out of pocket expenses for prescriptions and doctors’ office visits and specialists’ office visits as well as lower monthly cost payments to our healthcare insurance company provider.

Overall we need another $50,000 dollars more to flow into our domestic household to make us feel really and truly economically secure as upper middle income earners and / or lower upper income earners.

Only in America are mature adult fulltime working professional people well-enough off and still feel economically insecure ever since the middle income earners lost almost everything to the stock market through two recessions.

No wonder the 1% of the wealthiest populous hordes most economic resources away from the 99% ever since the possibility the wealthiest might run out of resources is a deep fear of their mortality.

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At the start of each year we set aside another budget for exactly $10,000 for medical purposes which such a particular medical budget is indeed above and beyond our sociological project’s $40,000 domestic household budget.

Each January of each year we set aside one complete $10,000 above and beyond for any medical expenses and medicines or prescriptions and / or outpatient procedures or surgeries and / or anything else medical like doctors’ office visits and specialists’ office visits.

This is the second October (2014, 2015) for which we have now run out of our $10,000 medical personal budget since healthcare expenses are through the roof for upper middle income earners and lower upper income earners under $250,000 per annual income.

The healthcare insurance companies are gouging us.

We’re hemorrhaging money on medical expenses per annual cost and it’s only October 2015 and we’ve already gone through $10,000 in annual ordinary medical expenses.

As of October 2015 we’ve gone through $10,000 of our medical expense budget set aside as an above and beyond necessary expense otherwise we’d sip espresso in Paris every four months or so.

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We must now cover our last medical bill for an outpatient surgical procedure which was supposed to cost $35.00 rather the bill came out to $600.00 more straight out of our pocket for which we can and do and will pay it before December 24, 2015 is out.

However, a $600.00 medical bill above and beyond our $10,000 annual medical budget is the difference between domestic lifestyle freedoms or not since another $600.00 is another $600.00 which doesn’t go back straight into our pocket instead another $600.00 goes out to healthcare insurance and / or medical providers.

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Yes, because I’m strict and a disciplinarian and can save money like no other than the household domestic budget is here as primarily an exercise in what it is families live on $38,000 dollars and how they must deal with sparse budgets which must be sub-divided into smaller monthly payment bills and draw from different budgets so as not to be taken out by overall healthcare providers and other miscellaneous medical expenses and extra medical bills and healthcare insurance premiums through the roof.

The Affordable Healthcare for America Act isn’t cheap for us.

The Affordable Healthcare for America Act is expensive.

The Affordable Healthcare for America Act is prejudice.

The Affordable Healthcare for America Act isn’t for all America.

The Affordable Healthcare for America Act is discriminatory against the upper middle income earners and lower upper income earners who work all the time and don’t get vacation time.

We’re upper lower income earners and we’re still counting our pennies.

When will we stop counting our pennies?

When will we have financial freedom?

When will we have financial security?

When will this 15 year war be over?

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In conclusion: It’s our amazing and wonderful and humble annual household domestic budget of $40,000 which flexes her feminine muscle and economically and comfortably carries us through one large bowl of $100.00 of Halloween candy to pass out at the door and this year we’ll have our first ever small turkey cooked at our home in our kitchen as a celebration of our relationship as a romantic couple as well as a quiet Christmas at home and another try at another small turkey for the second time ever in my life as well as listen for the phone since this year we’re also and again “on call” in case we’re called into the studio. (Sigh.)

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“Escitalopram Oxalate 10MG”

(An Anti-depressant drug)

(“Take one tablet by mouth one time daily”)

Okay.

This is my fourth week on Anti-depressants.

Four weeks into the prescription---I no longer noticeably stumble around or slur my words as much. It’s quite subtle now.

My jaw no longer hurts.

However, if I so much as take my Anti-depressants 15 minutes past the 10:00 A.M. CT hour then my jaw once more and almost instantaneously begins to want and my jaw also gets into a locked jaw position and immediately my teeth begin to hurt.

This Monday I finally drove myself to the tailors after four weeks of no driving whatsoever. I laid off the driving because I could barely pivot on my feet without stumbling much less was I going to drive any vehicle anywhere in any public space until I did again regained my balance and did get my feet under me which I’m most proud to say I did.

The imbalance of my feet is barely noticeable.

However, in the first two-three weeks I walked around like a drunk who spoke like I was under water.

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Not totally sure why people with mental illnesses don’t like to take their medication.

Anti-depressants and valium-like pills are like candy for the brains. I love my Anti-depressants and wouldn’t ever consider skipping not one single dosage.

Oh, my! I can’t wait for 10:00 A.M. to roll around each and every single morning so that I might take my little white pill and directly tap into my bloodstream three more continuous cocktails for the next 24 hours until the next day. Yeah! No calories!

Still I’m not sleeping well.

It’s been twelve weeks of tossing and turning for seven straight hours in bed per night.

This new dosage of contraceptive hormone pill doesn’t allow me to sleep very soundly unfortunately this is so for now.

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Yes, I’m adamantly against changing the brain chemistry of any developing youngsters or children or youth unless deemed “mentally ill.”

Nevertheless, when it comes to mature and fully developed adults after the age of thirty-five: I think Anti-depressants might be a gift from plants since all and any chemical changes in the brain have been going on for thousands of years.

Yes, I do feel calmer on Anti-depressants even though I’m aware I’m under the influence of one big alcoholic-like festival of more narcotics.

Narcotics are charming and tantalizing and addictive.

Not exactly sure how I’m going to get off these Anti-depressants within six months since I’m in love with them like I’m in love with cotton candy. It tastes good but ultimately neither is good for the brain.

The serious research shows human adults may not be under the influence of Anti-depressants for any more than 6 months throughout one’s entire lifetime and it mainly has to do with the fact one’s brains begins to think and turn to mush.

I’d personally suggest anyone going through a mid-life crises to get on Anti-depressants because instead of purchasing a red sports car or having an extra marital affair then it would be best to vegetate to Anti-depressants since Anti-depressants makes most aspects of life feel fine even if nothing is truly accomplished in miscommunication in one’s marriage: at least Anti-depressants push down any emotions to ever get around to talking about anything which is truly important or for which really matters because on Anti-depressants is as though one’s on one long extended cocktail alcoholic hour and nothing much matters. Cheers!

~~~

Valium-like pills don’t do much when their dosage is only .05 MG.

Nonetheless, if my valium-like pills were a stronger dosage than I could probably sleep well.

However, the valium-like pills which I’m prescribed only one valium-like pill per night before bed time and it doesn’t do much if anything at all.

Yes, I could get extremely addicted to both valium-like pills and Anti-depressants.

How could I not get addicted to valium-like pills and Anti-depressants?

Yes, I’m exactly still the same person as I was three months ago except under the influence of continual cocktails in the shape and form of one tiny little pill.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Word Count Goal: 1,000

Word Count: 2,866

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,297

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

*) Day #10 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #10 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #178 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #599 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #31 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #4 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #52 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

“If you have money, men think you are wise, handsome, and able to sing like a bird.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Contiguous (touching, adjoining)

He and I own contiguous properties.

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Conversation.

Avoid Classical Quotations.

Chapter 6.

Page 66

Do not use a classical quotation in the presence of ladies without apologizing for, or translating it. Even this should only be done when no other phrase would so aptly express your meaning. Whether in the presence of ladies or gentlemen, much display of learning is pedantic and out of place.

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What.

Either tax cuts for all or tax cuts for none.

We’re the last of the upper middle income earners of America with an annual income of less than $250,000 and more than 20,000 at annually six figure income post taxes.

Eric and I are getting squeezed and choked out of the middle income earning class and we haven’t vacationed in five straight years.

However, we still don’t make enough annual income to live as we would prefer to do so as almost lower upper income earners as considered at $250,000 or more per annual income and most people don’t have any money to speak of beyond a grand total of about average median of annually $38,000 for any family of four per household income. That’s it. $38,000 and not another penny more.

Our nation is getting financially destroyed from within by our government and Wall Street.

Yes, we vote for politicians who can and will and do get their political job well done without needing or having to consult the citizens at every turn.

However, for any political representative to represent themselves as Betty Crocker and then pass ludicrous bills through either both the Congressional House and / or the Senate such bills as to cut food subsidies to most middle income earning homes for which mainly occupy children and elderly and disabled Americans is to be Hitler.

Hitler American politicians must change their minds on the landscape of American hunger for our children and elderly and disabled.

Hitler American politicians must change their minds about the landscape of literal American infrastructure.

We must feed and lend basic housing and maintenance assistance to any man or woman who’s ever been to prison or jail because Buddha and Jesus Christ and Mohammed said so.

To deny food to any other human being is not only barbaric and wrong also a waste of life and time and energy in the advancement of the human mind as capable to utilize factual mathematics and science without modern dark-age made-up science and discriminatory and prejudiced political men of medicine and law.

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Personal Note about Private Finances:

No, we’re not any type of politicians. No.

No, we’re not collecting donations of any type at this time unless we start a trust fund for educational scholarships for the public.

Yes, this website is free to all.

This website is made possible and brought to you from contributions of our investors and us.

This website is free to the adult public.

You’re welcome.

Thank you for joining us.

Yes, when I write about how our domestic household budget requires to be infused with another $50,000 for us to feel financially secure then I write as though I think or speak out loud for no other reason than to share modern people’s finances and how difficult it is to make it in America at this time in era and history, 2015 as we enter the fourth quarter.

Cheers!

Gabriel

P.S. Yes, I didn’t address our hundreds of thousands of dollars in investments on our online communications finances since it’s another entirely different story. Thank you very much.

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Constructive Criticism

1990-2000

Really, I ought to quickly look up the definition of “Constructive Criticism.”

However, I won’t.

Not doing research in this very moment isn’t because I’m lazy about research. No. A contraire.

Writing above all other disciplinary art forms is one of the most complex and possibly meticulous disciplines since to write requires any great deal of mathematics involved to even be so much as considered descent enough to publically communicate through the written word as any intelligent and kind and smart and fully grown and well developed and medically proven to be a non-mentally ill mature adult layman private citizen writer professional in our line of work and industry.

This piece of writing is about memory to remember and recall what I was taught in both public and private Caucasian institutions of higher learning since the seventh grade (1990) about “constructive criticism” as a subject matter also as any well developed definition in concept and construct in shape and form and also in realistic function like any other equation or theorem or theory to be proven correctly and factually so.

Either language stands on its own two feet and language makes sense or language doesn’t make sense and language buckles under the pressure of nonsense.

Gibberish is for the birds.

My adult intelligent and kind and smart Jewish women mature adult friends will point with their pointer fingers and whole heartedly laugh out loud in public when any person speaks gibberish as well as such lovely women ought to point with their pointer finger and publically laugh out loud since gibberish’s really funny to listen to anyone speak gibberish because it’s nonsensical and dumb.

(I would know about gibberish spoken English since I’m multi-lingual and “English as a Second Language” adult.

I, too, laugh at my stupid English and quickly correct my grammar to prove I can because I’m smart and kind and intelligent unless under the influence of Oxycontin (summers 2010, 2012) which I’ve sworn off Oxycontin for life because Oxycontin can make mush out of one’s brains and I did tend to speak as though I’d had a stroke and I lived under water when I spoke for those two summers. Not good. Not good at all.

Oxycontin doesn’t take care of specific pain like internal organ pain such as the colon or bladder mainly what Oxycontin is, is extreme dosages of alcohol (Oxycontin is considered the “poor man’s heroin”) pumped directly into the bloodstream 24/7 or until the prescription runs out, hopefully, sooner than later.

In my own personal experience: under the influence of the lowest dosage of Oxycontin on half a tablet I would exhibit continuously and totally drunk like symptoms:

Although I was prescribed 1 to 2 tablets every four to six hours for pain. No way. I only took half a pill per day, every twenty-four hours. Otherwise…I’d get sick to my stomach.

If I would’ve taken what was prescribed I would’ve most likely or possibly passed out because Oxycontin gets one extremely drunk without the calories.)

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Since I’m neither any type of professional teacher nor professor than I may freely write as any layman private citizen professional mature adult to communicate in the form of a Nonfictional blog as a publically literary written account of this time in era and space, time continuum. Yes.

(We’ll leave quantum physics to another blog for another day. Intergalactic physics is one of my favorite subjects to consider since I’m a layman about mostly and any and / or all science after ten straight years of science courses I still can’t figure out most science.

However, mathematics is the key to factual science thus I stick with mathematics since I use mathematics each and every single day of my life.)

Nonetheless, science journals are some of my favorite literature to read since all I know is I know nothing. (A Buddhist saying; no pun intended, of course not.) No, I don’t practice Buddhism nor do I pray to Buddha.

However, I include Buddha in my daily atheist Lord’s Prayer since most modern Caucasian Buddhists I’ve ever met have been some of the most physically violent and emotionally cruel people thus I stay far away from Buddhists and / or Hippies of any type and / or any type of nudist commune or sexual exchanges for barter of resources in some communities and / or orgy colonies and / or any type of corrupt systems for which doesn’t pay above board taxes for better and more reliable factual information in public school textbooks such as real mathematics and factual science instead of creationism.

Our taxes matter because our public school districts matter.

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What’s all of this well-enough and decently constructed English sentences leading up to?

These well-enough and decently constructed English sentences lead up to moral dedication to develop English into a more modern and peaceful and tactful and beautifully and cohesively unified well spoken and well dictated language for the betterment of all citizens and civilians to do away with social caste systems or social class divides and work as one team of civic mathematicians to learn highly sociable equations and well functioning outcomes and healthy and peaceful humanity inclusive of all of our brothers and sisters of the animal kingdom as well as our own species.

Violence and war and fear and human trafficking went out of style with the 1980’s.

What do I mean to say?

I mean to express good and great and excellent language opens up doors and windows and lets in fresh air.

Excellent language is constructively positive since it allows for solutions to climb inside and nestle in the inertia of positive and progressive change and intelligent thoughts and kind concepts and smart constructs. (Follow along.)

There’s no such difficult challenge for which cannot be peacefully dealt with through “constructive criticism” respectful communication and / or equal diplomacy and deep breaths and calm attitude towards all parties involved.

In order to give “constructive criticism” then one must hold the best of intentions towards others to catapult the evolutionary development of human language into a strong facet of humanitarian ingenuity and future technological and medical developments to ease the suffering and pain of different species as well as the human species.

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Constructive Criticism is:

“Constructive criticism” is to best benefit the intellectual outcome of any linguistic or literary challenge or rhetorical communications problem for which requires any constructive solution to better respectfully communicate mostly any semiotics (visual symbols in representation for example pedestrian signs.)

“Constructive criticism” is able to will the all mighty intellectual power to step forward as any kind humble human and to peacefully and equally offer smart argumentation for equally positive and negative points for why or why not, or, how or how not, language works, and what could possibly work better or best above all other literary or rhetorical solutions or possibly more analytical thought process and in-depth analysis must go up for further consideration to already structured language or possibly do nothing, status quo until any other better solution presents itself. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is the intelligent and most humbling ability to have learned and to have memorized how to spontaneously recognize the very basic to intermediate to more advanced linguistic rules in language structure for which applies to developed systems in verbal speech or to make use of the written word to more cohesively make sense while conveying anything in real time or not to another human being (while outside of one’s brains) through rhetorical communication or written language and to neither personally attack nor insult another nor belittle another or mock another as anyone might grapple with one of the most complex and difficult of most subject matters such as cohesive written language much less strive to fine tune one’s literary tone and meaning and sentiment and argument to better convey how to best ethically criticize or constructively analyze the world of adult humans and to further civilization rather than return to cavemen days. Yes. Correct.

“Constructive criticism” is to dispel away any rhetorical communication or linguistic language for which makes no sense other than gibberish only it sounds good in theory but in reality gibberish doesn’t make any sense no matter how many Anti-depressant cocktails one’s had on any particular given day.

Professionals must make sense in the spoken word and in the written language otherwise gibberish is any waste of anyone’s time to sit through and decipher gibberish thus we point with our pointer finger and laugh out loud like any intelligent and kind and smart and mature Jewish-American adult women do.

“Constructive criticism” is not cart blanche (complete freedom) to state one positive constructive criticism and then go on with twenty negative constructive arguments. No.

“Constructive criticism” is not a free pass to make any personal comments or cruel statements or out loud judgments about other people or their say anything about their face or skin or hair or complexion or teeth. No.

“Constructive criticism” is patience and the ability to bring forth all and any intellectual capacity to the forefront of one’s mind and think of better ways to make the world well balanced for the overall good of the masses. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is pure intellectual humanitarian justice. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is a review to state (say, write) what any patron or customer enjoyed about any restaurant or public establishment as well as to respectfully give an equal amount of points of negative arguments as to why or how anything did or didn’t work and conclude with equal amount of positive points as to how to make anything better or be quiet. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is not an arsenal of words to make others feel terrible or silly or stupid or dumb about their intellectual powers. No.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t about showing off just how many grammatical rules one knows. No.

“Constructive criticism” is to allow for others to consider one’s words and deeper ponder such words to better and more human friendly efficient outcomes. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is meant to unify by the very utilization of words in their full definition and meaning and conduct. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is to uphold to honorable leadership for which one will do better to leave this Earth better than we found it so generations after us don’t have to work so hard at cleaning up our mess like spoilt ignorant American children who litter because they aren’t taught self-respect. Absolutely.

“Constructive criticism” is power to balance any fragile ecosystem and bring about long lasting prosperity and peace with the very words we chose to use. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” takes time since language is quite essential and important to linguistic equations to convey anything meaningful to another person. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t something one simply does. No.

“Constructive criticism” is applied whenever asked. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is done when there’s a platform. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is constructive. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is respectful language. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t rants. No.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t slang. No.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t swear words. No.

“Constructive criticism” is formal language. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is respectful communication. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is to better others. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t about fitting in. No.

“Constructive criticism” is about unifying people. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is reviews of any type. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is public reviews. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is respectful reviews. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is reviews by professional critics. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” isn’t always friendly. No.

“Constructive criticism” is always respectful and humble. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” doesn’t smile much while at work. No.

“Constructive criticism” is humbling. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is difficult to construct. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” is genuinely kind. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” cares about language. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” cares about culture. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” cares about society. Yes.

“Constructive criticism” loves language therefore “constructive criticism” doesn’t abuse words. No.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Word Count Goal: 1,000

Word Count: 2,140

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

This Week’s Total Word Count: 2,431

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

*) Day #9 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #9 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #177 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #598 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #30 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #4 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #52 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Monday, October 12, 2015

“Gold has a dirty father [the earth] yet is everywhere esteemed.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Contingent (dependent, something not sure)

The outcome was contingent upon the effort made to succeed.

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Conversation.

Avoid Talking Too Much Of Their Professions.

Chapter 6.

Page 66

Be careful, however, on the other hand, not always to make a point of talking to persons upon general matters relating to their professions. To show an interest in their immediate concerns is flattering; but to converse with them too much about their own arts looks as if you thought them ignorant of other topics.

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(An official Minneapolis, Minnesota Holiday.)

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Ever since June 2015 we seized from all and any fire arms or fire weapons in our home. The farm’s another story.

The chances of one dying from one’s firearm is far more exponentially higher than opposing or blocking an offender and run like the dickens because seconds is the difference between death or no death or rape or nor rape from one perpetrator to any victim.

See you tomorrow on Tuesday, October 13, 2015.

Today’s an American Holiday. No mail.

Today after ten months (January 2015-October 2015) of putting this errand off finally I went to our downtown tailor for European jean cuffs on modern high rise skinny designers jeans. Cheers.

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*) Day #29 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #4 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #52 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Friday, October 9, 2015

“Those who sow the wind shall reap the whirlwind.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Contrite (sorry for sin, penitent)

A contrite heart will not be rejected.

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Conversation.

Talk To People Of Their Own Affairs.

Chapter 6.

Page 66

Remember that people take more interest in their own affairs than in anything else which you can name. If you wish your conversation to be thoroughly agreeable, lead a mother to talk of her children, a young lady of her last ball, an author of his forthcoming book, or an artist of his exhibition picture. Having furnished the topic, you need only listen; and you are sure to be thought not only agreeable, but thoroughly sensible and well-informed.

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*) Day #594 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #26 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #3 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

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Thursday, October 8, 2015

“As you brew, so shall you drink.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Contumacy (defiant of authority, disobedience)

There is no spirit of contumacy in the group.

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Subjects To Be Avoided.

Chapter 6.

Page 65

In talking with ladies of ordinary education, avoid political, scientific or commercial topics, and choose only such subjects as are likely to be of interest to them.

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*) Week #51 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

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Wednesday, October 7, 2015

“God waits long, but he pays with interest.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Conversant (familiar with, able to talk on)

He is conversant with the details of the plan.

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Chapter 6.

Page 65

The finest compliment that can be paid to a woman of refinement and esprit is to lead the conversation into such a channel as may mark your appreciation of her superior attainments.

Let your conversation be adapted as skillfully as may be to your company. Some men make a point of talking commonplaces to all ladies alike, as if a woman could only be a trifler. Others, on the contrary, seem to forget in what respects the education of a lady differs from that of a gentleman, and commit the opposite error of conversing on topics with which ladies are seldom acquainted. A woman of sense has as much right to be annoyed by the one as a lady of ordinary education by the other.

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Yes, we’re watching North and South Carolina.

Yes, we’re keeping an eye on Spain and France especially the French Riviera.

See you on Monday, October 12, 2015.

I do have other business to conduct and creation to workout.

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*) Day #592 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #24 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #3 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

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Tuesday, October 6, 2015

“More than the Jews kept the Sabbath did the Sabbath [observance] keep the Jews [alive].”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Convivial (fond of enjoying things and people, merry)

She was in a very convivial mood this morning.

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No young man should wish to live without work; work is a blessing instead of a curse; it makes men healthy; develops their powers of body and mind; frees them from temptation;

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Bad Friendships.

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::: Non-Friends :::

In psychology courses one’s taught:

There’s no such thing as “bad” people.

Only bad actions.

To think ill of another is to think ill of one self.

March of 2011 my former disdainful “quasi” “best-friend” (Minnesota white, male) who ever only called me when he needed literary editing favors to read over and / or re-write some of his college essays in the application forms which over the decades he continually applied to colleges and hardly ever seldom even heard back from any of the institutions possibly due to some jail time in the West Coast in his late teens thus he socially lied about attending colleges throughout most of his thirties and instead ran off to foreign countries to forget his responsibilities for which he could not get himself into college for one good decade or more; For 16 years (1996-2012) my one disdainful “quasi” best-friend treated me with cold contempt and with verbal disrespect and social disregard for my person as though I was something gross to look at and something to kick around or a broken toy; Not so. My one disdainful “quasi” best-friend seemed to deeply want to emotionally or psychologically hurt me each chance he did get to speak simply and always stated some type of negative personal put down or made some personal dig directly at me or about me to other people in front of me or in the form of a made-up spoken fact as though he were god himself and ruler of the universe when he was only and just mere man with deep hatred for women only the way any man does who’s most likely been repeatedly raped in prison at the young age of no more than 19 and such circumstances does embitter any man or woman, for a time or for the rest of one’s biological life.

March of 2011 my other former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend (Minnesota white, male) who only ever stopped by when he didn’t have any money yet understood our liquor cabinet was kept full in those days and the only other reason he would call me towards the end of more than one decade together as platonic non-sexual friends was to purchase liquor for him with my own money and also to make liquor store runs in the afternoons all by myself in the many strange and run-down and ghetto neighborhoods he lived in which he would platonically invite me over to any of the flats and my non-friend would drink almost anything alcoholic to get drunk while I smoked 100% tobacco cigarettes like a chimney and did nurse one alcoholic drink for over three or more hours to ignore the piles of work awaiting me back at home while my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend whole heartedly would tell me one great personal life tale and then abruptly begin to brag about his amazing family who came up from nothing like almost every other American family does while I wanted to debate about the Affordable Healthcare for America Act and medical insurance reform and Congressional policy yet somehow my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend always made it a point to get any personal negative dig in at me about anything to make me hurt as badly as he hurt and demanded I give him money with less manners than a panhandler he came across as an entitled and embittered man as only men who’ve been raped at the tender age of ten by a neighbor must feel towards the world and women at larger picture.

March of 2011 unbeknownst to me at the time I mistakenly introduced one “prostitute” / “madam” (Minnesota mixed race, female) to my one disdainful “quasi” best-friend and to my other alcoholic “quasi” best-friend at our flat while over for cocktails one snowy late winter afternoon and all three of my guests became initially charmed by each other’s’ looks in style especially my one alcoholic “quasi” best-friend with the other disdainful “quasi” best-friend on first sight and instantaneously became platonically head over heels in love with my disdainful “quasi” best-friend and was ever so impressed by his leather gloves and worn out brown shoes he’d worn for nearly ten years as my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend could barely contain himself from drooling at the sight of another former poser (yes) disdainful “quasi” best-friend of mine. (No, I’m not personally or naturally a wankster. However, I can play the part extraordinarily well.)

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May of 2011 my one alcoholic “quasi” best-friend informed me he would in fact steal my other disdainful “quasi” best-friend from me forever and there wasn’t anything I was going to be able to do about it because he wasn’t going to give me any choice in the matter. I kept silent. I did hide my fear of him in such a state of hungry power. I didn’t know why my friend disliked me so much.

For one slight moment I became as embittered at my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend as he’d been just as embittered toward me for close to twelve years of good and respectful and mindful and kind and mostly smart friendship without any lies on my part and great trustworthy intelligence between us.

My almost twelve year good and trustworthy friendship to my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend was penance for the one lie I told when I was twenty the summer after my freshman year of college, 1997 when towards the end of that specific summer of 1997 I lied about my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend’s next eldest brother who was a professional colleague of mine at the time while we worked with low-income children and youth from Section 9 housing.

While travelling by car with two other women-colleagues I did in fact lie and quickly misspoke because for close to more than half an hour the women asked me private questions about my genuinely good friendship to our platonic man-colleague and how close we had become over the course of that one particular summer.

The women continued to harass and tease me and even so much as asked if our other platonic man-colleague and I were dating and I stupidly answered that “yes,” we were dating and the women in the car squealed with glee at the pronouncement and I sank deeper back into my backseat as I immediately realized I would most harshly pay for such a lie later.

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I buckled. I folded. I told a lie. I became nervous and said the first thing which popped out of my mouth. It happens. I stated we were indeed factually dating when we factually indeed weren’t at all dating and from that day forth I’ve become known as someone who is untrustworthy even though nothing could be further from such a lie.

I’m extremely trustworthy and kind and my enemies and non-friends know this to be true.

May of 2011 my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend face-to-face threatened to steal my other disdainful “quasi” best-friend from me.

Forewarned is forearmed.

He set out to prove he could socially wipe me clean across the floor because he could thus he would and he somewhat did here in Minnesota by stealing the only other close disdainful “quasi” best-friend I had because I was simply and only a pawn in some distorted and perverse alcoholic social scheme of his.

It seemed as though my former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend thought he held more social power over me than I did over myself because he would steal my other disdainful “quasi” best-friend to leave me alone and cold and friendless forevermore because it was an easy kill since my one alcoholic “quasi” best-friend could see the deep and sheer contempt toward me from my other disdainful “quasi” best-friend. Their bond’s one of hatred towards women. Such a bond is what the two men share.

May of 2011 my alcoholic “quasi” best-friend wanted me to feel as hopeless and as alone and as resentful as he’s probably felt ever since the age of ten when a neighbor raped him.

My alcoholic “quasi” best-friend set out to socially crush me only to prove a point to me that he could, only, to hurt me.

Alright, I paid twelve years of penance. I don’t have to do anymore penance for one stupid little girl lie I told when I was twenty about another stupid young alcoholic man I did in fact have strong romantic feelings towards and liked very much even though he was considered a “town drunk” and vomited almost everywhere he socially attended and hardly no one from all four high schools in our city seemed to like his company no matter how sober he would get because he had a cruel streak in him when he was drunk he said mean words to other people which drew others further away from my one platonic (non-sexual) man-colleague and my former alcoholic “quasi” best friend’s next eldest brother.

Since no one seemed to like my non-sexual platonic man-colleague then for the most part he did get stuck all by himself as his own company while he attended parties and drank until he literally almost vomited on other people and did vomit everywhere else or creep out other guests with his excessive alcohol consumption and his blue eyes which turned dark black with evangelical critical sharp tongued judgments at anyone who had more material wealth in life than he did. I’d not ever met anyone as greedy or envious as the next eldest brother in line.

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October, 2015

October of 2015 my presently non-friend and former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend still owes me two genuine friends for the loss of him and my other former “quasi” disdainful best-friend. (Check.)

October of 2015 my presently non-friend and former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend still owes me two genuine friends and not acquaintances who take out both of their breasts from their shirt when they’re invited over for any non-sexual supper or dinner at our home.

October of 2015 my presently non-friend and former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend will most likely owe me two genuine friends for as long as he lives and he knows it. (Checkmate.)

He will owe me until he makes good while I owe him nothing. I get to walk away scotch free from all of this. I’ll go socially unscathed. No, I didn’t set out to incur any damages to anyone’s relationships. No.

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To steal one’s friends (“quasi” or not) and give nothing in return makes the other humans more dangerous and mentally unstable and more so illogical (irrational) than most animals in the wild because such any humans’ harmful motives does indeed isolates independent logical individual humans from villages in hopes such independent and logically rugged individuals for which cruel people don’t agree with or like will simply wish for smart individuals to go away and die some quiet death face down in the snow. Absolutely not.

October of 2015 I did in fact lose this one battle in which I lost two disrespectful “quasi” best-friends. (No, my former “quasi” best-friend males were nothing like the characters of Harry Potter or Ron.)

However, I’m about to turn and win the entire bloody war.

Yes, in fact I did lose my one former disdainful “quasi” best-friend to my other former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend, both males.

(What did I think was going to happen? Two disrespectful people cancel each other out. They did the equation for me even though they put me “through the wringer” out of sheer and pure entertainment and enjoyment to their narcissistic satisfaction to call me up when they felt down only to disrespect me and say belittling words about my family and beloved ones to make me feel as terrible as they both felt about themselves.)

They weren’t my friends.

They were my personal haters.

They thought I was their fan. No.

They thought wrong.

However, I was their personal cheerleader in life in general.

I was their good friend by and by. I proved to be morally good in the end no matter how much hatred came my way.

They were people I spent time with when they needed someone to take care of them or do something kind for them which they didn’t have the courage or power or money to do for themselves as men or to be kind to others for the sheer joy to be alive today.

Yes, I allowed myself to get used because I was so lonely for communion and companionship.

However, I wasn’t lonely for either of my two “quasi” best-friends because they constantly and continuously tore me down or made personal negative digs at me as one fellow human rather than hold an equal friendship to me as an intelligent woman in relationship to me and them, separately as two men of nowhere.

To hang out with haters is damaging to the soul.

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Yes, in fact I did lose my one disdainful “quasi” best-friend who constantly treated me with great contempt right after he did get out of prison.

We were still in our early twenties and very young at the time when my disdainful “quasi” best-friend was released from prison.

My friend began to hate me with the passion of demons and devils one short year after his prison sentence ended. I could feel his hot and cold hatred on me. His cold eyes of continual scornful stares followed me everywhere I moved about in a room.

My disdainful “quasi” best-friend’s hatred scared me.

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There isn’t much to lose when platonic men friends treat platonic women friends with disdain because such men can’t or won’t seem to get a grip on their emotions and mature and grow up.

Immaturity keeps people as mental slaves.

Anger drives people and destroys friendships.

When men constantly speak to any women with great disdain for no reason whatsoever then he shows his true cards. He shows his real face. He shows his true emotions.

Whenever cowardly men mock the lifestyles of others or personally and / or directly mock one’s beloved ones then such men ruin life one bit at a time.

To ruin life and make others feel either prickly or cold or distant from oneself is to be immature.

One doesn’t go out of one’s way to make others feel badly about themselves. No.

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Yes, three years later I’m still out two Minnesota white men “quasi” non-mentally ill and non-raped non-embittered intelligent and smart best-friends.

Yes, I’ve come to terms with my one former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend who felt as though he had absolutely nothing left to live for in the world thus he begun to believe life has no consequences much less social ones which isn’t true at all.

Yes, I’ve come to terms with my one disdainful “quasi” best-friend who only wanted me around to do his life’s homework or paperwork.

However, he didn’t want me around for anything much else thus our friendship wasn’t an equal one since most of my Minnesota friends constantly wanted to be introduced to our other friends.

However, our former Minnesota “quasi” best-friends didn’t ever mostly ever introduced us to their other friends because our “quasi” best-friends were somewhat afraid their other friends would like us more which they would and our former “quasi” best-friends knew it to be a truth since their other friends would---from to time to time over the course of almost two decades did ask us for rides like teenagers at the end of some social event which were seldom and rarely ever took place since the men of my generation have very little money for social events of any type.

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No, I don’t mind losing bad friendships. It happens.

What I do mind is having friends “stolen” from me since I don’t have many good friends in Minnesota because my mature adult friends mostly all live on the Island of Manhattan or in San Francisco or in Europe and not in Minnesota.

I’m alone and friendless in Minnesota when it come to peers of my own age. Yes.

I’m mostly okay with that because I have a little family and a home to run and maintain and lots of work to keep me busy for 14 more years until we retire.

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In Conclusion

The only thing for which truly rubs me the wrong way about the entire improper scenario is after all of those twelve years of due diligence to fulfill my penance for one lie I mistakenly told about my romantic crush to my former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend’s next eldest also alcoholic brother in line: Not once was I respected in friendship since the youngest brother of one of my former platonic man-colleagues for whom I lied about and stated we were dating, took my lie way, too, personally as a personal affront to him and his character and blew my lie way out of proportion and treated me more like a murderer or convicted criminal without any forgiveness in sight than more so had he the tact to treat me as one of his closest and most cherished friends summer of 1997 who did in fact developed romantic feelings for him; Ever since it had been an uphill battle to get my one former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend to truly consider me or see me as any trustworthy woman even though I proved to be one of the most trustworthy people in his life still yet he proved not to be trustworthy in my life.

Yes, I’ve taken enough punishment.

Yes, I’m done with my penance even though the last time I directly communicated with my former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend he so much as puffed himself up and egocentrically spoke to me as though I had been one of his fans in the past which a contraire.

The last time we communicated my alcoholic non-friend made communication nearly impossible to hold any type of equal and fair communication because he immediately came out of the gates and told me he didn’t trust me.

Where does one go from no trust to trust?

And I made it apparently clear to him surely it was impossible not to trust me since I still trusted him even after all of the terrible mockery and insults he made about my family and beloved ones and our sexual life as a legally contract bound married couple.

My former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend was so full of himself and delusional about our former friendship he so much as texted with me as though I was a stalker when such misinformation couldn’t be further from the truth. I hadn’t communicated with my non-friend in two years.

I had been one of his closest and most trusted friends if not then one of his best-friends only to treat me like garbage at the very end.

Why do Minnesota people hate their friends so much?

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Mayoral Sexual Intercourse

September, 2003

In early September of 2003 I witnessed with my very own two eyeballs the eldest of four brothers who happened to be my former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend’s eldest brother.

On the specific evening of early September of 2003 the eldest brother did in fact full-on penetrated sexual intercourse with one newsroom scrawny Mormon white Caucasian reporter while my other colleague who invited me out to the bar drove us and spoke non-stop and couldn’t keep themselves from seriously blushing at the raw smell of sex exuding from the backseat of a four-door SUV.

Naively at one point I turned around to face the backseat and directly asked the eldest of four brothers an innocent social question while his penis was fully inserted into the vagina of the female and I could see most private gentile parts of each. I became frightened of their misconduct.

Quickly I spun around and turned back and faced the front while I froze to my passenger seat and went completely quiet and internally panicked since I didn’t want or cared to get used by people I had just met an hour earlier in the newsroom.

When we arrived at the bar we were made to wait inside the bar for a full hour until the horny couple gave us the okay to get back inside the car and to drive them back to the newsroom. I tasted salt in my mouth all the way back to the newsroom not once did I turn around and face either of the two people in the backseat. I felt used. No one told me what it was all about until I witnessed it for my own self.

In such a moment of my life I understood and realized such a man as the eldest brother who would someday in 2008 become mayor of a small city of 80,000 people was not to be trusted with anyone’s daughters much less with naïve women in general.

Indeed I had been disgusted and grossed out by the entire evening’s agenda to get me to go out with them so nothing would seem or come across as suspicious between the now mayor and his honey on the side. I had been asked to accompany them only as someone who would state that yes I had witnessed them go to the bar with us.

However, the horny couple didn’t ever get out of the car. No.

We were greatly inconvenienced and waited till dark to return and look inside the windows of the car to see if it was safe to drive away or if cum would be flung out of the windows at us.

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My former alcoholic “quasi” best-friend and his family have done more than enough damage to a small city of 80,000 people than it’s possibly imagined.

The public relations rhetoric from their family is they came up from nothing. However, such a story isn’t so unique to most American families.

The hatred of one family turned one 80,000 populous small city into synthetic bath salt drug-addicts and raging public alcoholics and under-the-table economics and gangster drug territory warfare and mentally ill who sleep on a boardwalk as well as a breeding ground for large percentage of Satanist worship in young people under the age of 34.

Good riddance to bad friends who don’t want to be friends with one especially when one is kind and truthful and empathetic to them and their families and their cause only to discover sheer corruption. Yes.

The whole point is not only to get the girl but to keep the girl.

If one’s mean to one’s friends and constantly puts them at physical harm or peril or is constantly questioning their personal stories or choices in life then such a person is poisonous because self-loathing and envy and jealousy blinds them ever so.

It’s really morally bad to hate one’s friends.

Really bad.

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*) Day #2 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #170 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #591 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #23 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #3 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #51 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Monday, October 5, 2015

“Blessed art Thou, O Lord…who has commanded us to kindle the Sabbath light.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Copious (abundant; wordy; profuse or diffuse)

My notes on the subject were so copious that I scarcely knew how to organize them.

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Self-Culture.

Requisites Of Success.

Chapter 15.

Pages 213-214

I have rarely known a young man fail to rise in the world, who pursued an honest calling, with a steady, unwavering purpose to excel in it; and I have never known one fail to sink who was a slothful, unstable character. Industry and perseverance, coupled with fidelity, can do anything, but without them nothing can be done. Like the tortoise in the fable, it is the slow, sure, persevering runner that first reaches the goal. It is not a few bold, fitful efforts that make a man of mark. Even the great Newton modestly confessed that he owed his success as a philosopher more to patience and attention than to any original superiority of mind. And we know many at the present day, among the most useful and respected in society, who have risen precisely in the same manner.

Idleness is the nursery of crime. It is that prolific germ of which all rank and poisonous vices are the fruits. It is the source of temptation. It is the field where “the enemy sows tares while men sleep.” Could we trace the history of a large class of vices we should find that they generally originate from the want of some useful employment and are brought in to supply its place.

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From: Wednesday, September 23, 2015

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Bad Friendships.

Nonfiction

(One Word)

Easy Now.

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::: Non-Friends :::

May of 2003 I began work in one newsroom with a staff of people who were professional hard workers and earned slave wages at $9.25 as fulltime professional employees with health care benefits and two weeks paid vacation.

May of 2003 I was hired specifically to “punch” the nightly news over live broadcast airwaves (production news industry term “punch.”)

May of 2003 I took on the official role of professional “Technical Director” of the nightly news at one television station with a population of 80,000 people in a small city.

May of 2003 I took on the official role of professional “Technical Director” and for three straight months I worked as a fulltime employee with benefits inside a year-round temperature controlled room.

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During the live broadcasts I wore a headset and sat down with a technical script while I pressed all sorts of lit up buttons with specific functions on an electronic switchboard with hundreds of buttons to supposedly conduct one newscast without making one single mistake (through 30 minutes of live broadcast airwaves) visible to any viewer while in real time on nightly news broadcast television.

For three straight months I showed absolutely not any sort of aptitude for “punching” the nightly news. Not once did I let up. I could not get the timing of the switchboard as I still haven’t learned to correctly coil cables either to this day.

Continuously, I made mistakes and could not overcome the specific nervous aspect about live-performance when we were on airwaves and on live broadcast. I thought I might fall over.

However, not once did I fall over.

(No, I don’t get nervous all of the time. Only when I feel like I’m ‘on’ show or live performance which I don’t do as a general rule.)

Except I kept making silly timing mistakes like: I would “punch” a button on the switchboard and while on live broadcasted air literally I switched with technical controls to different video graphics and digital swipes thus one meteorologist’s legs and arms and head appeared without their mid section or torso or stomach or neck thus he looked like he was floating in midair without most of his body and only arms and legs and head exposed on live-air.

There were more people shouting into that headset that night than I dare count.

Not once during a three month full complete period was I able to develop and hone my skill set as any such type of “technical director” because the more I made live-air mistakes then the more mistakes I made out of a severe case of bad nerves. I couldn’t get over the fact we were live broadcast and my mind would go blank for almost thirty minutes at a time and I couldn’t seem to memorize what I had studied to remember what all of those pretty pink and orange and green and some blue little buttons did or not. I miserably failed at technical directing.

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My other official duties also included “building” weekly still graphics for two nightly news broadcasts each night and updating the nightly news’s website’s FTP site to change in scores and weather reports, as well as, also fulfill all of the duties of in-the-field solo weekend “photographer,” “reporter,” “non-linear editor” as well as “punch” the show: “technical direct” on most week nights and always Sunday nights.

The overload of four or possibly five work titles and positions at the 2^nd TV station was, too, much for, too, little monetary reward or lack of salary while still I ate at the food shelf the entire three months of summer 2003 as I simultaneously also worked as a live-in coordinator to a women’s transitional housing for battered women in hiding from domestic violence of violent partners; or women who fled and hid for fear of murder to their children or to the women themselves. So help me.

In those days I became a 16 hour day working mule.

I was a working wage slave.

However, at the end of three months at the 2^nd television station I was fired for being a terribly slow and mistake-ridden “technical director” as well I was fired for not being a fast enough newsroom “non-linear editor” although I wasn’t ever hired to be a “non-linear editor” or “photographer” or “reporter” yet I alone was directed to fulfill yet another position on the team which no one else was ordered to take on any more than one position when I was specifically directed to undertake four positions at the same time for the same wage of one position in order to keep my job I had to be a “technical director,” “photographer,” “reporter,” “non-linear editor,” and I drove the station vehicles.

~~~

July of 2003 one of my closest friends who dealt with severe mental illness in the form of schizophrenia passed away. I took it deeply hard at the time. However, with time her passage gets easier.

By August of 2003 I waited to the very day I would get fired from the 2^nd television station which wasn’t until early September 2003 when I was in fact and indeed fired; (there’re tons of records out there.)

No, I wasn’t ever fired from my 1^st television station for which I was an employee there for two solid years from February 2001-February 2003 in a small city of 80,000 people.

~~~

Early fall of 2003, before I did get fired from the 2^nd television station I was invited by one colleague to go out one night and have drinks at a bar (for which I’d not ever been to nor have I ever returned to again ever since) with our other new colleague and her guest for whom her guest was neither anyone I’d ever been personally introduced to nor did our new colleague’s guest was someone I ever went out of my way to be introduced to or to meet our colleague’s guest who eventually became a mayor of a small city of 80,000 people in 2008.

However, I had not ever once paid any attention to our colleague’s guest’s political campaign or political past or records or ran a background check.

The FBI conducted and I passed a background check before I began to work at the Children’s Hospital (2004-2005) with battered children and their on-camera testimonies.

~~~

In June of 2001 I made a genuine friendship with the youngest brother of a mayor without a care in the world for such a mayor or what he did or who he was or what he stood for.

Of course, I didn’t care about the mayor except for his good health.

June of 2001, the youngest brother of a mayor and I platonically bonded as two friends getting acquainted over literature, sunsets, poetry and spoken word and philosophy and psychology and speech and rhetoric and political activism even though I’m not any type of political activist myself because I’m afraid of real dangerous public situations and violence.

By June 2002, my friendship with the youngest brother became sealed and we trusted each other as any two people ever can or will.

By December 2005, my friendship with the youngest brother became closer because we’d spent three years on and off playing chess together.

By December 2005, the youngest brother and I both made separate moves to a new same city of about 200,000 people.

On weekends, we made it a point to sit and visit (non-sexual in nature as always) on cold winter nights and make art videos of poetry readings and drink red wine at my flat and hang out for hours on end.

We had the good fortune to end up living five miles from each other for about seven years (2005-2012) after our separate moves to a larger city.

By August 2012, my friendship with the youngest brother ended because he offered me, one Ritalin pill, and I chose to take it and shortly after we walked to a magnificent water fountain park then I literally became uncontrollably sick as I already have written about previous.

Right after I finished projectile then the youngest brother abruptly asked me to watch over his beer cans and ran off to make an impression on some local politician while I dealt with blurred vision from a severe migraine headache I’d contended with for the entire afternoon and into dusk and my eyesight became compromised. I couldn’t see very well pass blurry vision.

I didn’t know where I was and on our way back to my non-friend’s flat we were followed by two large black men with the possible intension to harm either one of us or both but all I could do was talk like a nervous woman and be prepared to have to throw one or both of the black men into running traffic even though I could barely see two feet in front of me and I wore my prescription glasses that evening.

However, my vision became blurred like my sight struggled to see anything through slightly thick white fog…

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

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1,000 Words

10/05/2015

“Escitalopram Oxalate 10MG”

(An Anti-depressant drug)

(“Take one tablet by mouth one time daily”)

Okay.

In the first two weeks when one takes one tablet by mouth one time daily of 10MG of Escitalopram Oxalate then one tends to ever so slightly slur words and trip over one’s feet when one pivots as though one’s slightly drunk.

The first two weeks of one tablet of 10MG of Escitalopram Oxalate daily then one continuously keeps one’s jaw from locking shut and one’s teeth from possibly shattering if one were to clamp down on one’s locked jaw like a pit bull dog then good luck unclamping my jaw open unless with time or so it felt for two weeks. I don’t know.

For the past two weeks of prescribed Anti-depressants I ever so lightly and gently kept my tongue between my teeth as not to bite down and lock shut my jaw.

Now we enter the third week of Anti-depressants and the less I slur my words and the less I trip over the outer sides of my feet whenever I pivot.

However, it appears as though I’m mastering this two-week drunken prescribed Anti-depressant from my “three-per-day cocktail pill” as I call it in our home.

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As time passes---after the initial drugging, my body is comfortable with my “three-per-day cocktail pill.”

Taking a prescribed Anti-depressant daily doesn’t do much for me other than such an Anti-depressant pill allows for me to be continuously subtly “drunk” without any or much or slight or subtle physical side effects.

Although, with Anti-depressants there’re some physical side effects no matter how subtle they might be only if one looks for them.

Anti-depressants feel exactly like alcohol in a pill.

Anti-depressants feel exactly like three cocktails in one pill at all times pumping through the bloodstream.

Does one get it?

Anti-depressants is like a continual three cocktails streamed or pumped into the bloodstream and one doesn’t have to consume all of those calories.

Sweet.

No calories.

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I get to feel as though I have three continuous alcoholic drinks in my bloodstream 24/7 without consuming one single alcoholic drink per day. Okay.

If I don’t slur my words or literally trip over my own two feet over the course of six months while under the influence of prescribed Anti-depressants then I could become extremely addicted to Anti-depressants.

Anti-depressants neither fixes any problems in any relationships or marriage nor so much as changes one’s personality or characteristics other than the above mentioned in subtle physical side effects in the form of a slight alcoholic buzz.

Under the influence of prescribed Anti-depressants one’s personality stays authentic to one’s own except under the influence of “sober-ish” three-per-day-cocktail 24/7 pill which one tends not to be able to enunciate as clearly as one would without the influence of Anti-depressants.

No, not once in two weeks did I ever feel suicidal.

Neither once in three weeks have Eric nor I fought.

Although we seized fighting one week prior to starting my Anti-depressants.

However, we still disagree about house chores.

What a conundrum.

~~~

Yes, if after I’ve completed six-months of prescribed Anti-depressants and I were to slur my words then game over and I get to go back to my “whippersnapper” sober self.

No one gets to question my prescribed drug choices because I still toss and turn for seven straight hours in bed three weeks into my Anti-depressant ‘alcohol’ pill without the calories.

No, I don’t want to become addicted to Anti-depressants since I still get up and make the bed and dress myself fully in Armani and stand at my “stand-up” desk for eight hours a day with the exception of one hour lunch break and two fifteen minute breaks.

Eric and I still disagree and respectfully argue.

However, we haven’t yelled at each other in three weeks. We owe it to ourselves.

~~~

Eric and I still disagree and argue about cleaning up after our own personal hygienic responsibilities since my wrists hurt from continuous Carpal Tunnel Syndrome.

No, my wrists may no longer clean up after Eric’s downstairs bathroom mirror after Eric’s daily shaves since I clean all the other seven main mirrors in the house throughout the months and years.

No, my wrists may no longer re-hang Eric’s bunched up wet bathroom body towel because the wet body towels are heavy and wreak havoc on my tiny little wrists.

Eric must do this act himself after nine years of having me re-hang his towel for him. It’s time Eric learns to take care of his personals.

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Last fall 2014, I finally gathered enough courage to ask Eric to please clean up after his own toothpaste in the sink.

Eric denied he ever did such action.

However, until last fall 2014, daily for eight straight years I cleaned up Eric’s spittle and toothpaste filled saliva from the sink and each time I would gag.

Since last fall 2014, not once in one year have I had to clean up Eric’s spit or toothpaste saliva. Smart man.

For as intelligent and kind and smart as we are---we’re now learning to better communicate with each other since Eric’s held most---if, not, then 99% of the power in our relationship.

The sands of time are a shift. (Sounds like a soap opera.)

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Annual Household Project Budget 2015

$10,000

This is another $10,000 above and beyond

Our $40,000 household budget

In a twenty year sociological project

Spray Foam Wall Insulation

October 13, 2015

Since February 2015 we’ve spent $7,000 from our annual household project budget above and beyond out $40,000 household budget in a twenty year sociological project.

We spent $2,500 on one sump pump.

We spent $4,500 on an Earth friendly materials shed.

As of last Wednesday we put down cash on the barrel head of $1,500 to have half of our home spray foam insulated. Yes!

Hardly any homes in America have this feature.

Something like 99% of American homes do not have spray foam in their walls.

We have another $1,500 dollars ready to go when the foam spray insulation job is completed on October 13, 2015.

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No, we’re not cheap.

Eric and I agreed not to overspend on any of our household budgets otherwise we could sink tens of thousands into our small 1,104 sq. ft of our home and still not be very far along in many of our projects only because household projects are continuous and household projects seems like never-ending.

In 2016; we’ll get the rest of the house foam sprayed and properly insulated.

We’ll also purchase a plain and simple old fashioned white picket fence to enclose off the front yard and distinctively divide our property lines since strangers tend to park in our driveway.

We’re hoping the white picket fence won’t cost anymore than $3,000-$5,000.

2017’s a new roof.

2018’s a new garage.

We don’t grow money out of our ears.

Both Eric and I pay for every expense out of our pocket.

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Our clothes are purchased straight out of our pocket and not with credit cards unless it’s a gift in exchange for a lot of work and very little play…

We refuse to credit anymore than $300.00 of clothes per yearly credit card debt otherwise our household credit card of $500.00 line of credit would collect dust and not ever get used for anything.

Our medical bills are paid straight out of our pocket especially when one simple outpatient polyp’s removal surgery procedure cost $600.00 out of our pocket this fall 2015.

We were stunned at such highway robbery.

We have the ultra expensive Blue Cross and Blue Shield insurance coverage and it seems as though our health care insurance provider hardly covers much nowadays as it used to about one year ago.

Our outpatient surgery procedures used to cost about $35.00.

Now our outpatient surgery procedures cost about $600.00

Now with the Affordable Health Care for America Act our out-of-pocket medical expenses are out of this astronomical world of mathematics.

We’re not any the better for the Affordable Health Care for America Act.

We’re off the worst for the Affordable Health Care for America Act.

We hope others have affordable health care because we don’t and we pay threw the roof on monthly health care insurance payments.

We get gouged in monthly health care insurance payments.

Health care cost us more money than we ever imagined under the Affordable Health Care for America Act which our health care is no longer affordable to us as upper-lower income earning citizens living on an annual household budget of $40,000 as a twenty year sociological project.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

P.S. #1 Our one neighbor’s comment rubbed me the wrong way.

Yesterday, before I left her front step she said, “Give Eric a big kiss for me.”

This is the second time she’s said it to me in one summer. We’ve only known each other three years.

We’re not close personal friends. No.

Her words still rub me the wrong way today.

I didn’t directly say anything to her.

My blood froze.

I slowly moved away.

I told Eric, that, “over my dead body” would I send personal kisses to our other neighbors’ husbands who happen to be men.

Eric knows perfectly well I don’t overstep any personal boundaries with other married couples or individuals.

Personally, I find such type of speech inappropriate.

If one is to send any personal kiss to anyone who happens to be married then do physically “blow a kiss” in front of many different types of neighbors to see and witness then no one may misconstrue any platonic kiss sent out to the world and not only to one specific man as a quasi intimate or somewhat romantic gesture.

Eric’s the only person I have a romantic crush on.

Eric’s my only romantic partner.

Please, don’t send Eric kisses. It’s my job to give Eric kisses.

Not even our best friends say, “Give Eric a big kiss for me.”

We kiss everyday no matter how mad we get at each other.

P.S. #2 Yes, some black neighborhood children and adults still throw garbage candy or single cigar wrappers either in our next door neighbors’ front yard or our front yard. Silly.

Word Count Goal: 1,000

Word Count: 1,862 (without counting the Preface)

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

This Week’s Total Word Count: 1,862

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

*) Day #1 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I owe it to myself. I love it.

*) Day #1 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #169 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #590 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #22 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #3 without stress: We owe it to ourselves. I love it.

*) Week #51 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Friday, October 2, 2015

“The Jews, in bondage in Egypt, possessed scrolls, in which they reveled ever Sabbath. These promised them that God would redeem them because they rested on the Sabbath.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Corpulent (bulky, very fat, fleshy)

They were very corpulent people.

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Self-Culture.

Diligentia Omnia Vincit.

Chapter 15.

Pages 212-213

No young man should wish to live without work; work is a blessing instead of a curse; it makes men healthy; develops their powers of body and mind; frees them from temptation; makes them virtuous and enterprising, and raises them to wealth, to honor and to happiness. The workingmen of our country are its truest nobility. I refer, of course, both to those who work with their minds and those who work with their hands; and with these workers every young man should be prompt to enroll his name, and honor it through life by being a working man---a producer, and not a mere consumer of what other’s earn. Having chosen his occupation, let him give himself to it with patient, untiring application---resolve to rise and excel in it. If placed in discouraging circumstances, let him remember the adage of Cicero---Diligentia omnia vincit. Our worthiest and best men have been formed amid difficulties and trials, and no young man should ever succumb to difficulties or shrink from toil.

I have seen young men starting from the humblest walks and rising to honor, wealth and influence in the callings in life. I have seen others much their superiors in natural talents and external advantages, sink into inefficiency and neglect, unable to acquire any eminence or respect in the world. And when I have inquired into the cause of his difference, I have found almost universally that it was owing to perseverance and diligence in one case and to neglect and inconstancy in the other.

The above passage is indeed correctly copied unto this page.

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Personal Note

No, I’m not “mentally ill.” Fact.

The new dosage of birth control contraceptive pills utilized to control ‘fake’ pregnancy hormones did change my hormone levels. I haven’t been able to sleep anymore than three hours per night for eight straight weeks (as of this Monday) thus the doctor put me on .5 dosage of valium-like pills as well as Anti-depressants for moodiness and irritation from two straight months of sleep deprivation and ‘fake’ pregnancy hormones. Thank you very much.

Yes, I’ve been deemed “sane” after twenty years of therapy. There’s nothing wrong with my brains. I don’t have any real problems. Yes, I continuously deal with an on-going physical illness.

Bad Friendships.

Nonfiction

(One Word)

Easy Now.

~~~

::: Non-Friends :::

On Tuesday October 6, 2015. Thank you for your patience.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Word Count Goal: 1,000 personal journals

Word Count: 275

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

This Week’s Total Word Count: 6,183

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

*) Day #1 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I love it.

*) Day #1 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #166 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #587 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #19 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #2 without stress: I love it.

*) Week #50 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

Thursday, October 1, 2015

“Some rules governing the Sabbath are as scantly supported [in Scripture] as mountains hanging by a hair.”

(Leo Rosten’s Treasury of Jewish Quotations)

Corrigible (able to be corrected, willing to be improved, docile)

They proved to be corrigible children.

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Self-Culture.

The Result Of Idleness.

Chapter 15.

Pages 211-212

Vast numbers of young men annually sink from positions of high promise into utter abandonment and destruction. But admit that the idle youth so trims between sloth and industry as to avoid utter ruin; what then? He lives a useless, insignificant life His place in society is aptly illustrated by certain books in a Boston library which are lettered “Succedaneum” on their backs. “Succedaneum!” exclaims a visitor: “What sort of book is that?” Down it comes, when lo! A wooden block, shaped just like a book, is in his hands. Then he understands the meaning of the occult title to be “in the place of another,” and that the wooden block is used to fill vacant places, and keep genuine volumes from falling into confusion. Such is an idler in society, a man in form, but a block in fact.

As nothing great can be accomplished without industry and an earnest purpose, so nothing great can be accomplished without order. The one is indispensable to the other, and they go hand in hand as co-workers in man’s elevation.

The above passage is indeed correctly copied unto this page.

P.S. “Untrustable” isn’t a word. It’s an incorrect usage of the English language.

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We had an “internet” outage all Wednesday afternoon and night into this morning.

We could not ‘link’ to the internet and upload. (Please, remember I always come back to the negotiating table and peacefully complete and finish my work and professional goals unless I’m dead from natural causes in old age.) Peace. Yes.

See you all on Monday, October 5, 2015.

On Tuesday we’ll cover the following subject matter:

Bad Friendships.

Nonfiction

(One Word)

Easy Now.

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::: Non-Friends :::

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Other Literary Notes

We’ll turn this literary vessel around by next Friday. Promise.

I have so many awesome and kind and wise words to write.

Yes, I look forward to doing some constructive criticism literary writing because “constructive criticism” literary writing is more helpful than only “negative ‘constructive’ criticism” which “negative ‘constructive’ criticism” doesn’t amount to much without “positive constructive criticism” first and foremost.

State 500 words of positive constructive criticism first.

State 500 words of negative constructive criticism second.

Then be quiet.

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This is the literary antithesis of our story to a positive finale.

This is our climax point.

This is an important literary cross road.

We’re going to make a literary turn.

Either this literary ship turns or it doesn’t.

(Our engineers have control of the situation.)

At worst case scenario: we metaphorically hit an enormous ice formation and at worst this imaginary literary vessel sinks to the bottom of a make-believe ocean of words with me as its literary Captain forever to be forgotten and lost to civilization until found once more by any far off distant generation. Just kidding. (I’ve been writing in English for twenty or more years. I wouldn’t stop writing now especially when I won’t write a public blog on a daily basis without any professional editor. To write publically is when the pressure’s on and either one is or isn’t a writer. Either one writes or one doesn’t publically write 5,000 words per week.)

A writer is someone who writes five days a week.

Publically or otherwise.

When one cares to be a Mature Responsible Writer then naturally write when sober.

A blog must be at least 1,000 words in length otherwise it isn’t considered a blog by most readers since readers find reading to be a difficult task then writers must write a full complete story for all sorts of reading levels to comprehend and understand the entire larger picture thus the public goes beautifully informed to our voting booths.

Understand.

Yes? No? Yes.

Yours Truly;

Gabriel

Word Count Goal: 1,000 personal journals

Word Count: 578

This Week’s Total Word Count Goal: 5,000

This Week’s Total Word Count: 5,908

One Year Health Goal for each of the following Items:

*) Day #4 without disciplining neighborhood children. One-year vow of silence. I love it.

*) Day #11 without verbal swear words. I like it.

*) Day #165 without organic sugar cane ice cream. It’s alright.

*) Day #586 without white or brown sugar: It’s alright. I like it.

*) Day #18 without a cigarette: I like it.

*) Week #2 without stress: I love it.

*) Week #50 work on 245 cholesterol as of June 2015. I love vegan food.

*) Month #15 BMI is “overweight.” I love a twenty-four and a half (24.5”) natural inch high waist without a corset. Yes! Let’s Go, Ladies!

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