i went to check the garage. my heart is bruised. nit went through all the cupboards. my soaps are moved around maybe some gone who knows. my food cupboard has some of my b b q things; chimney coal starter top shelf. they put a bunch of stuff in a milk crate up in a cupboard to further inconvenience me. moved things in front of doors. my art supplies are scattered around. oh, well.
i wonder if they're selling the stuff.
just like when i was a child. no respect. laughing at me. i must laugh too or cry. my back is iffy and ok. tolerable at this point. a lot of comics like robin williams really sad.
lovely cool overcast. run away.
kids can't fight can't run.
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