and what a loser it was too......... hot, sticky, horrible, only made a miserable $140 - horrible......... back soaked in hot, sticky sweat stuck to car seat....... it's 3am and in the 30s celcius......... bitches are walking around prickteasing everywhere in mini-skirts disrupting a guy's sense of shit in general
some libra bitch gets in my ride and turns out she says she's a nurse at sydney's royal north shore hospital (rns) which is in st. leonards........ benji recalls it as his first full time job out of high school was at a mailing company that posted medical samples for big pharma to doctors -- my job was to keep the database on doctors' info updated......
i recall the walks across the large grounds of rns as it was my pleasure in those days to take off my shoes and socks and walk across the lush dewy grass and 'soak up the earthly magnetic power of the dew' through the bare feet - this idea possibly came from einstein (that einstein)
anyway, i informed libra bitch, before she got too scatterbrained with her yacking about the '4th dimension' and god knows what scatter-brain-ed-ness that her hospital is infamous with those of us that remember the horrible things, with some american marine cum nurse (libra girl was a nurse too at rns she said) based at rns that used a u.s. marine taught killing technique to slay his boss, a head nurse at rns....... this story was not at all carried by the gossip girls of u.s. mainstream news anywhere, abc, cnn, et al, did not report it -- very sad case --
the killer is now rotting in some australian jail somewhere this reminds me that i had an idea to go visit prison inmates as a kind of hobby/social service......... just sit there and listen to their bullshit or sthmg that
thank god i finished this shitty shift anyway, so hot and sticky, the end of shift ritual is lock up cab, drop key in green box, sometimes my chinese boss - the wife of male boss - texts and says drop in red box but mostly it's green box -- drop key there, jump in my commodore and turn the aircon on nice and cold and turn the radio up loud if there's something good to hear, today it was will.i.am which is a pretty good song -- not gonna watch the clip though......... floor my commodore and drive parallel to parramatta road west, get on m4 a few miles and get out at silverwater road, drive to the mosque and home sweet home, turn on fox with mute on
driving home i remembered when i was 16 i was always playing some dopey flight simulator game 'stealth' based on the warplane..... one of my buddies would just sit and watch me play it for hours on end, i never even bothered to offer him to play it once and he never cared coz when it came to that game that's just how it was.......... later some girl who turned out to be the first girl benji 'lived with' -- she says her dad worked in the u.s. airforce putting the tiles on the stealth bombers.....actually he turned out to be a likeable guy, him and his wife flew out from seattle and stayed with us a few days at the apartment we shared...
anyway i would finish those dumb flight sim. missions and that would be like mission 10,000 over and done with, that's kind of how it feels with my dopey job, like some stupid computer game..... the psychology has almost become like a prisoner who is afraid to get out of jail coz he won't know what to do with all the freedom
well almost done reading this cia guy's book...... it's hard to read with all the work coz the work is tiring and the heat is making it worse........ had some real estate guys at my home yesterday, before starting this last shift, they work for a real estate agency called 'cia real estate' - the founder of the company was sitting at my home schooling me about how the building scene here works, apparently it is all run by lebanese now he says.....http://www.ciarealestate.com.au...
calculating approx. half a year's taxi shifts in 1999 at say 2.5 a week - we have maybe 60 shifts in 1999 + about 640 shifts since recommencing in august 2009 -- brings us to notch number approx. maybe 700 in my taxi shift belt..............
had some american college kids in my car tonite for what seems like the first time in like a year! it's been a really long time but i hardly ever run into americans anymore which i take to be a good sign, not that i mind their company........ i have fresh ideas for my 'gunter' movie project, i will have images of rage against the machine's singer zach de la rocha and then i will do voiceover myself of him talking about what a swell tank designer gunter is.... also there will be more amusing pseudo german pigeon german talk with subtitles, it will all be terribly clever and pleasing (at least to me)
some ex-girlfriend from communist china messaged me out of the blue on facebook responding - saying she's working in macau - her english name is katrina - think i'll listen to will.i.am some more and work some more on my boriclav story, i left it with the cia guy tiler stepping into the clearing with the slovaks who had reverted from zombie to human....... in real life my slovak buddies have moved on from sydney to cambodia and will go home from there.....
here's the spanish deck of cards: the suits are espadas (swords), oros (coins), copas (cups), bastos (clubs - wog bashers)
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http://news.yahoo.com/floods-paralyze-indonesian-capital-heavy-rains-continue-035417902.html
this flood in indonesia looks like the first one in months too
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