>BITCH DOES I LOOK LIKE A WHITEY 2 YU? SHUTCHO ASS UP BEFO Y SLAP DA SHIT OUTCHU HOE

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I smell your Indian krampusness
>newsnowman joins
>people start to get along with the newsnowman or at least are neutral towards him
>schizo attention whore starts making baseless accusations against the newsnowman (for attention)
>everyone blindly starts hating on the newsnowman

Check my IP Im not him.
 
Indian supremacy everyone (eventhough youre a paki but eitherway you're both the same) We need more Indian CEOs
Indian CEOs are the reason why everything has gone to shit. Sundar Pichai is the CEO of Google. Prabhakar Raghavan, an Indian, made Google search worse for more ad revenue, and he's Indian.
 
September 24th, 2025: Wednesday. I woke up at 6:30am, Quoc already went back home but I could hear him before I exited my bed. I got honey nut cheerios for breakfast while my roommate James was gone for some time for ROTC shit. I had to listen to this lecture on Athena and Aphrodite for my class so I just put it on 1.5x speed and powered through that shit. I took the test quickly and got a 9/10. Once I completed that I went over to campus to go to the library to write in my blog before class and get coffee. Day was there but we didn’t talk at all because she never noticed me. I went up to write until 10:20pm when I went to my first class of the day. The Korn fan took my usual spot so I sat across from him while the teacher demonstrated using AI and what our midterm exam would be like. I couldn’t give a shit. I went to my next class and we learned more about the palaces of the Minoan civilization. I walked home after that and ate pretzels and 2 soft boiled eggs for lunch. I asked the girl I’m dating:
>What are you doing today?
And at 12:57pm she replied:
<After Work going to target and then chipotle
I got on the bus at 1:05pm after talking with a guy going to the airport for his car rental job. I got off the bus and into work at 1:25pm. Most of my day consisted of getting computers set up, meeting with Ahwahn but not Tia about her spreadsheet, and then leaving a bit early. Staples waved to me once and that was the only time we interacted that day. I went out at 4:15pm before saying bye to Seth M and Elon and waited for the bus. The bus got there at 4:30pm and sat down with the fat girl with the he/him pin sitting at the double seat behind me before moving to the single seat in front of me. More people got on and then I got off at my stop. I walked into my house to listen to more music and then pour some vodka into my water bottle for the event tonight. I took the bus up at 5:30pm and walked over. I got in and cleaned up the sink in the house connected to the church. Magdalena said we’re alike because we both are clean freaks but he had a lot of clutter in his room, I was the same. Magdalus mentioned a guy who was gone because he had work and social situations were hard for him. Bible study had pizza and also Elijah and we bounced around the 4 gospels to talk about Jesus’ divinity, I remember reading these two quotes: Matthew 16:13-18
☛13 When Jesus went into the region of Caesarea Philippi he asked his disciples, “Who do people say that the Son of Man is?”
☛14 They replied, “Some say John the Baptist, others Elijah, still others Jeremiah or one of the prophets.”
☛15 He said to them, “But who do you say that I am?”
☛16 Simon Peter said in reply, “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.”
☛17 Jesus said to him in reply, “Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah. For flesh and blood has not revealed this to you, but my heavenly Father.
☛18 And so I say to you, you are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.

John 14:6-7
☛6 Jesus said to him, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.
☛7 If you know me, then you will also know my Father. From now on you do know him and have seen him.”

and John 8:56-59
☛56 Abraham your father rejoiced to see my day; he saw it and was glad.
☛57 So the scrooges said to him, “You are not yet fifty years old and you have seen Abraham?”
☛58 Jesus said to them, “Amen, amen, I say to you, before Abraham was, I AM.”
☛59 So they picked up stones to throw at him; but Jesus hid and went out of the temple area.

I felt more reactive and responsive during this after a little drink of the mixture. But I went into the adoration and didn’t feel as good. Elijah and the Keralan guy were acolyting. I sat near Marc but I felt lonely and I walked outside for a bit until walking back in and saw this girl gave me a smile hiding this “oh goodness not him” when I was multiple pews away and we only talked once. I spotted Raphael dressed up fancy and left. I walked around then back before drinking more and finally dumping the water vodka mixture out. I went up with my arms crossed because I remembered the breast touching thing. I prayed a bit asking for the help of Jesus and the intercession of Saint Ambrose of Milan for Asherah and I, then out to the socialization event afterwards. Father Aquinas brought out these coated pretzels and I had 2 while talking to one of Sideburns’ cousin’s friends. She said worked at a doctor’s office as a receptionist because she didn’t go to college and she converted to Catholicism more recently than I. Her first mass was a few days before Christmas last year (December 22nd, 2024) on her 35th birthday. I said bye and then talked to Elizabeth but she had to go quickly. Cliffe I talked to about evangelizing but I noticed he smelled bad unlike how he usually does. Qunci was talking to this guy she clearly has the hots for. I left and got the bus at 9:22pm and took it home, I drank a small amount of the last beer I had and then took a shower and went to sleep.

Song of the Day: Concerto No. 1 in E major, Op. 8, RV 269, "Spring" (La primavera) I. Allegro (in E major) - Antonio Vivaldi (1725)
 
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September 25th, 2025: I love not having one class I need to go to today because the Indianess got norovirus or something. I woke up at 7:00am and got cereal with milk and then got on my computer to complete the last of my German class homework assignments due at 11:30am. I went to the busy building to get coffee and then went to the library to write some more. I walked around campus a bit past the Jehovah’s Witnesses. I wrote in my blog more and then left to walk over to a different building to buy a Monster Energy and then went to the building where I had German class. I was there at 11:00am and I saw Talia there and I talked to her for quite a whine waiting for class to start. At 11:12am while waiting for my class and talking with Talia about her 3 jobs, I saw Lizzo leaving her class wearing this yellow and black plaid overall skirt on top of a white t-shirt and headphones around her neck. and I called out her name:
“Lizzo!”
She looked over at me and said:
“Hey gifterson, I’m late for my class.”
I told her then:
“Run!”
She replied:
“Not in these shoes!”
I looked down at her boots which extended her height by 2 inches. Talia exclaimed:
“Omg I love your outfit.”
Lizzo replied:
“Thank you so much!”
“Run coward!”
I commanded Lizzo, she didn’t listen to me, maybe she should learn to accept herself for how tall she isn’t. But I used up my allotted speaking time with Lizzo for the week, and probably spilled over into the next one. I got into class and had a guy who came in late sit next to me thankfully. We ended up watching this music video about making chocolate chip cookies with this video about it. We had to answer a question and I got one which was:
“What do you eat raw?”
I forgot the word for raw and interpreted it as what do you eat and I said eggs (Eier in German) and the teacher was a bit shocked. I said:
“Some people eat it.”
I ended up leaving after that class and ran over to the bus to catch it by 1:02pm. I got into work at 1:25pm and I had to start working on getting my desk phone set up because I wasn’t going to be getting an actual phone. I noticed at 1:27pm we had an entire drawer of musdummy.
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I noticed Seth M’s phone screen background was a young picture of him and his mother. Also there was a slightly noticeable dent in his hair from wearing headphones constantly while at his desk. I had to set up 7 Microsoft Surface Pros and that ended up taking quite a while. I had to get an alternate charger for one of them because it wouldn’t accept the normal magnetic charger. While refilling my water, Staples came in and talked to me for a bit. I went out and then tried to meet up with Tia but she was out for the day. I got someone to label the computers for me but I ended up leaving early at 4:15pm, I walked to the bus and got on at 4:30pm to sit down on the somewhat crowded bus. I finally got home and I went on Kiwifarms for a bit and I got this tweet from a guy about a weird Jehovah’s Witness guy named Terry Nelson. Mr. Nelson would constantly tweet links to weird pages on jw.org’s library page and then retweet them shortly afterwards, he joined Twitter on October 15th, 2012 and he married his wife on April 23rd, 1975. The most notable thing about him is his hatred for “Pagan halos” and will spend days on end replying “pagan halo” to an icon with a halo. I wrote a draft post about him and then posted in a bread in Lolcow general. I had to watch this movie for German class by 11:59pm called Mostly Martha, it’s a 2001 German film. But I went to the store to buy ramen first then cook it with tons of cut up cabbage in it and 2 eggs. I put the uncracked eggs in and then added the ramen but had to cook it longer than 4 minutes. I poured the ramen into my bowl and tried to peel the eggs but they were too hot. I took one of James’ gloves we have for washing dishes and held it to peel with a fork. One egg had part of it not cooked properly, the part out of the water based off the shape and had the raw egg spill out, thankfully into the ramen. I ate it while watching the movie and wrote down my responses to the questions here:
>Mostly Martha is a romantic comedy about the perfectionist chef Martha Klein who works at a gourmet restaurant in German, she is forced to attend therapy by her boss but doesn’t have much success with it. One day at work, she gets a call telling her that her sister died in a car crash, leaving Martha with her 8 year old daughter Lina. Lina is sent into a depressive episode after her mother’s death and refuses to eat food. Wanting to see her father. Martha lets Lena stay at her place and cooks for her but Lina refuses. The relationship between Martha and Lena improves until Lina is forgotten at school because Martha helps drive her coworker Lea to the hospital because she’s pregnant. Mario helps Martha with finding Giuseppe, Martha’s sister’s ex-husband in Italy which results in Lena getting adopted by Giuseppe’s new family. But Mario and Martha become a romantic thing and go off to Italy to get Lina back and adopt her. Mario and Martha finally marry.
>One thing I liked about the film Mostly Martha was how much of it revolved around the relationship they had with food: The scene with the argument over the foie gras and watching all the food items grilling at the same time, fish, lobster, and a few others, the discussion about the gnocchi in sage butter recipe, Mario and Lina cooking together like a father and daughter would without the help of Martha, the argument over the raw steak near the end which ends up with Martha getting fired from her restaurant, and finally the feast at the wedding with all the people who worked at her restaurant outside overlooking Italy. Given the emphasis on the connection between the countries of Italy and Germany, I wouldn’t be surprised if the wedding scene takes place in South Tyrol because it’s the only German speaking part of Italy, but the film never specifies it from what I caught on.
>One relationship of notice is obviously that between Martha Klein and her niece, Lina Klein. They first meet after Lina’s mom dies and Martha goes to visit her in the hospital. Lina starts off being unable to eat because of depression. Lina wonders why she can’t go live with her father, but he abandoned her long ago. Martha tries to cook a fancy dinner with steak and potatoes for her but Lena just goes to her room to read. Martha starts to treat Lina more like her own daughter and brings her to work as a way of babysitting her, and they grow closer, finally starting to eat food regularly. But after the incident with Lea and school, there is more conflict with the two and Lina tries to run off to Italy. But Lina eventually gets adopted by Giuseppe. However, the two reconcile when Martha finally adopts Lina after Martha marries Mario.
>I noticed with my German skills while watching Mostly Martha is that I am severely lacking in my food vocabulary so if I wanted to go to a fancy restaurant like the one in the movie, I would have no luck getting what I want. The numerous German cooking words (ignoring that one part in the movie where Mario taught Lina the Italian word for brapsil) also served as things I have never encountered before and need to learn, including undercooked, overcooked, baste, rare, medium rare, and plenty of others. There was also a good amount of vocabulary relating to stuff like familial relationships due to the movie being centered around a girl and her aunt learning how to become a family even more, and a boyfriend learning to become a father to his girlfriend's niece. I would say it’s a pretty good film for learning German regardless of your skill level.
>The German world was quite interesting from what I saw in the film, perhaps an artifact of the times was when Martha’s neighbor Sam ended up babysitting for Lina while Martha was at work, probably the benefits of a high trust society from the past. The kitchen staff having Lina hang out in the back while none of them wore hairnets or anything for their head was another noticeable thing that irked me as a former person who worked in food service, especially with Lina sleeping on the kitchen counter at one point, especially when Mario was working next to her.

My five Germans words I had to chose were Taube (pidgeon), Coproduzenten (co-producers), Halbgar (undercooked), Nachbar (neighbor), and vegetarisch (vegetarian)
I submitted these super late and ended up taking a shower late. While browsing my phone I found Dollar Store Asuka posted another selfie of herself on her Instagram story. A bit overdone on her part. But I went to bed soon afterwards

Song of the Day: Chocolate Chip Cookies - Wise Guys (2010)
 
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September 26th, 2025: Final day of my first day at work. I woke up at 6:00am but only got out of bed at 6:30am. I went to the convenience store at 7:02am to get a half gallon of milk and some fruity pebbles because they were on sale. I had those for breakfast and got dressed in a blue and white plaid button down. I remember on the bus there was this one Southeast Asian girl who had magenta irises. I was so shocked that I thought they might be contact lenses so I kept looking into her eyes to see if I could catch her pupil dilating, a sure sign of her not actually having magenta eyes. Writing this I felt jolly good to the extreme because purple eyes only happen with albinoism, which is what she didn’t have. I got off and went into the office, I was the first one in the office or so I thought. I fiddled with the coffee machine by plugging and unplugging it a few times. I got myself some coffee and went over to Seth M’s office to get my laptop. The Zimbabwean wasn’t there because he was working from home. I spent a good portion of the day fiddling with the card printer just begging to get it to work, I took it over to Seth M’s office to have him look at it while I walked around the office a few times. He eventually returned it to me and tried printing a test and I had to grab the card because he put it in printed face down. I grabbed it and pulled it out just in time. I had to print out an ID for Helly R and then 4 more, one for the website guy, Keke, Kiana, and Harmony C. I was proud of myself and worked on Ahwahn’s spreadsheet more and sent it to her asking for her to get it checked. I noticed Staples coming back from the break room with her hand on her eye appearing to be in pain.
“Hey did you hit your head?”
I asked, but to no avail. She went back again but I couldn’t talk to her. A while later I saw her and then finally asked:
“What was that with your hand on your head?”
She replied:
“Oh no, I just had an issue with one of my contacts.”
Thankfully much better. I went out for lunch at 12:30pm and ordered a philly cheesesteak pizza with 3 cheesy breadsticks for $10. I saw Helly R come over and order something to go but didn’t talk to me. As I was leaving at 12:47pm Harmony C came in and told me:
“gifterson you’ve got 30 minutes for your lunch break.”
I told her I would be going out for a stroll, and I did that. I walked to the lake and enjoyed the scenery with the people kayaking in it. I got back in and when I went into Seth M’s wing, I pulled the door open just as Portia was just leaving and she got shocked. Later off my break I saw Ahwahn and Seth M eating together in the 3rd break room. I know they’re dating, I just can’t prove it. Ahwahn said she hadn’t reviewed my new and improved spreadsheet yet. I continued with just browsing Wikipedia at this point. I remember at 1:45pm Harmony C told me to head into the basement to inform a new volunteer about having her get me the picture for her ID card. I went down there in the dingy basement and eventually found her taking a tally on inventory. I left at 1:51pm and continued to not do much. I saw Joy a bit later and I met with Tia to find out that she wasn’t the manager I needed, the actual manager I saw at one point with Zarith C seemingly flirting with her hand on him. Their last names don’t match and Zarith C has a daughter… At 3:15pm, I saw on Dollar Store Asuka’s close friends story on Instagram that included a drink and then posting her fancy sandwich, given our fight earlier this month, I hesitated but then I replied and started the conversation:
>Not enough alcohol
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>Should be triple
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I ended up leaving at 3:45pm and took the bus home, I walked to the convenience store to get Prego pasta sauce and went back. I cooked rotelle pasta and watched some YouTube videos like The Story of CHAZ: Seattle’s Failed Anarchist Commune and the 4chan guy who got a picture with the “warlord” of CHAZ then 30 year old Solomon Samuel “Raz” Simone. I added some more marinara sauce to my rotelle and then changed what I was watching to the 1994 movie The Mask with Jim Carrey. I loved the movie, especially the Cuban Pete scene and the dance in the club. But I had to complete this Classic Mythology assignment so I worked on that starting at 8:45pm. I took my shower first and then worked on my writing assignment on pro vs anti God (I’m anti God because there’s only one real God, the Triune one revealed through the Bible) before turning that in later on that night. Cara sent me a snapchat that Vannie was at her apartment now and there was a whole thing about Cara biting Vannie’s fingers or whatever. I finally went to bed.

Song of the Day: Across 110th Street - Bobby Womack & Peace (1973)
 
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September 27th, 2025: The first time in months that I’ve had a free Saturday to do nothing. I got myself some breakfast and then took the bus to the grocery store to buy some more milk, I got coffee grounds, a 5 pack of Yakult, a 12 pack of ginger ale, and the milk in question, it cost me like $20 for the entire thing and I waited for the bus while there was this smell like a garbage dumpster coming from the sewage grate at the bus stop. I waited 15 minutes and then got on the bus. I already hit my monthly limit for bus payments so it’s free until October 1st. I got home and brewed coffee. I drank that and then packed up most of my dirty laundry into my rolling suitcase and hauled it out with my laundry detergent. I got there in the heat at 8:00am and had to wash it. I loaded my account and then put it in for 30 minutes except for my duvet cover. I walked around afterwards and then walked over to this guy’s house and out back in the alley to see what it was like and then walked more for filling out SuperLocalMaps. I got back and then moved it to the dryer afterwards. I took another walk and then got back with 1 minute left and then packed it all in my suitcase and wheeled it back. I dumped it on my bed and got dressed in better clothes to go to the busy building. There’s an event starting at 10:00am that has limited seats and preregistration so I wanted to get there by 9:00am. I ran over there by 9:20am to see only enough people to count on 2 hands. I looked around for the sign advertising it and found out it is on Saturday, October 4th. I felt stupid and walked back home. I continued folding my laundry and got most of it done. I felt a sense of joy at my productivity today. I was browsing Twitter when I came across the statistic that Nigerian Christians were being targeted by gingerbread terrorists and up to 35 were being killed in a day. The girl I went on the date with said she couldn’t go to the new Conjuring movie with me today or tomorrow. I had the dance tonight so I pulled out my 2 long sleeved white button-ups. I wanted to try one on but noticed a bit of brown staining on the inside of the collar from sweat. I decided to bring those over to the laundromat again with some spare laundry, the bedsheet, pillowcases, the duvet cover, and a towel. I walked around waiting for my laundry but I first went to the convenience store to buy some of those dryer sheets and a can of shaving cream. I took the laundry back to fold it and put it away. The Ralph Lauren custom fit (I never remember getting fitted for this) button-up had the stains gone but the Paul Frederick one had the stains still present, albeit less noticeable. After trying clothes on and much debating between 2 different button-ups. I went with this dark one with a white dot and dash pattern on it. I went into my bathroom to take this picture of it
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(I need to clean my mirror) I ran the hot water to warm up my face for shaving. I played more Minecraft, specifically I tried CivMC but the queue was too long. I leftover rotelle for dinner and then got on the bus at 6:30am. I anticipated that I would be underdressed compared to some of the other men there. I remember near the public market stop, this Black child, his mom, and his grandma got on and the child was crying super loud. I got off the bus at 6:55pm and walked to the church where the dance was. I walked all the way around to get into the back. There I saw a good amount of men, more than 10, and 4 women there. Cronstedt was there and he was glad to see me. The amount of men that came in was astonishing for the first hour. Adam II came before Adam I and French Paul was nowhere to be seen for the night. For the first time (since I’ve been here) they printed out the song list for the night:
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More men came but there was this one guy and girl combo who came in, the guy, Christopher, had the physiognomy of a Nazi agent, round glasses, brown vest, a blue cravat (basically what inspired ties). Him and his friend were both missionaries and that’s how they met. The first person that I asked to dance was this tall girl about my height, probably factoring in some high heels. It was a bit awkward but we made it work. As I was going near the entrance at 7:58pm. Margaret came in by herself, I got her name correct but she didn’t remember mine from last time. I went in and they had those large cut up salami and cheddar cheese for snacks now. Anya was here in the back and I got some of the cheese, I went back to wash my hands and then went back onto the dancefloor. The gender ratio was far more balanced now. I asked a second woman to dance and she agreed, but didn’t know much about dancing. I went within 20 feet of Margaret and to my surprise she asked me to dance. She was obviously an expert and had this long lovely skirt and a pink blouse. Once the song was done I went to dance with the girl that Christopher came with. I asked her:
“Have you ever watched The Mask?”
She replied:
“It’s literally the only Jim Carrey movie I haven’t seen.”
“Well you should, I just keep thinking of the scene in the club where they dance.”
She found it funny and we stopped dancing after that. While Christoper and Cronstedt were talking, he tried to pass himself off as his twin brother but I caught onto that joke. I danced with one more girl when Anya announced we would be doing the dance demonstration at 8:30pm. I was sitting near the stage and Margaret was somewhat distant but she went across from me so we would be dancing. Just before that happened, this 30 year old guy wearing a red and black plaid button-up with dress pants came up next to me so he would dance first with Margaret. He had to be around 30 and worst of all he already had a typical dad bod at that age, our dance lesson would be the box step but with hand holding. My left hand holding her right and my right hand on her back. I forgot you were supposed to put my hand higher up like on the level of her heart, I apologized to her because I felt creepy but she said it was no biggie. We danced for a bit while in lieu of getting to know each other, I listed off the things I remembered about her: She grew up Catholic, she has 6 siblings, she works at a daycare for young children, and she lives in the 5th most populous city in the state. I told her about my roommate James and him coming from a nearby city. One new piece of info I got from her was that she’s 26, Margaret said my memory was quite impressive, and then told her about myself again like my new job. We then had to rotate so I went to the back and didn’t have anyone so I wandered off to see the young French priest. I headed back in and danced a few more times with 8 different women in total, one of them being Marie. I drank more of the Waterloo sparkling waters when I saw the weirdo guy dancing with Margaret. I had a discussion with a guy about what song was playing based on deducing what songs I remembered have and haven’t played. At 9:49am I was near Margaret again and saw her starting to dance by herself so I asked her to dance but she said she was leaving soon with her friends. It took her like 10 minutes to leave and I ended up leaving at 10:15pm to run back to the bus. I got on at 10:25pm and rode it home. I took a shower and then went to sleep after posting my blog super late.

Song of the Day: Reflections of Passion - Yanni (1990)
 
September 28th, 2025: I woke up at 7:00am, absolutely exhausted, but I did get up and get my cereal and coffee before getting dressed up fancy. The same suit jacket as last time with a different button-up. My sister posted on her Instagram story yesterday that this soccer game she went to was tied but she got a free 5 pound bag of potatoes. I walked out at 7:50am and just missed my bus to the church. I checked the next bus and it departs at 8:20am. I just started walking all the way to church then got in at 8:22am. I sat near the front and there was a lot more boomers and parents of kids here. The only person near my age was Naomi and she’s 27 last time I checked. That Colombian priest was presiding for mass instead of the much more pious Father Palmer. The mass was back to being verses populum instead of ad orientem. I’ve never seen the Colombian priest at the Eucharistic adoration they have at the church, which is much more reverent, curious, although he might have come one time when I wasn't there. The readings today were Amos, Psalms, 1 Timothy, and then Luke. The Colombian priest gave a 10 minute homily without begging for money. During the sign of peace I waved to Naomi and she didn’t ignore me somehow. But when I went up for communion, I received it on the tongue from the boomer wearing a semi-formal outfit, luckily for me they were reindeeristering communion in both kinds, I went up to receive a sip from the chalice of consecrated wine, watching the minister rotate and wipe the cup after every person, I got a little sip and then went back to my spot. After mass they had a breakfast feast for something I forgot but I prayed a bit and made my way to the back. I saw a cup of something orange and this lady asked me:
“Are you at least 21?”
I replied:
“I’m 22.”
And she gave me the orange mimosa, I drank the cup and it felt like a harsher cup of orange juice. I got half a long john donut and some coffee and went over to talk to Naomi. She appeared glad to see me and I asked about the baby she was carrying. It was actually her friend's, and their second child. I then got out at 9:51am and walked all the way over to the next mass. I got there early and saw Magdalus brought his parents along. I met them and they seemed nice. I volunteered to do the first reading for today, Amos 6:1, 4-7
☛1 “Woe to those who are at ease in Zion, and to those who feel secure on the mountain of Samaria, the notable men of the first of the nations, to whom the house of Israel come!
☛4 “Woe to those who lie upon beds of ivory, and stretch themselves upon their couches, and eat lambs from the flock, and calves from the midst of the stall;
☛5 who sing idle songs to the sound of the harp, and like David invent for themselves instruments of music;
☛6 who drink wine in bowls, and anoint themselves with the finest oils, but are not grieved over the ruin of Joseph!
☛7 Therefore they shall now be the first of those to go into exile, and the revelry of those who stretch themselves shall pass away.”

Kristine, Cronstedt, and Magdalus eventually found another reader for the 1 Timothy reading while Frociaggine was acolyting for mass. I sat in between Mahdi and Reuben. The homily was on Saint Catherine of Sienna drinking a sick woman’s puss as an apology for being disgusted by her disease. We went out for breakfast afterwards and I was anticipating that Asherah and Zephyr would come. I was wrong. Cronstedt tried to serve himself eggs first but the fully metal spoon was left in the slow cooker so it was hot to the touch. I suggested using a napkin to grab the spoon and that worked until someone got a I ended up sitting with Reuben and Frociaggine. They spoke mostly about their jobs at Culvers respectively and how the nearby one has employees that don’t put up with rude customer’s shit. I sat on one of the few chairs left and then on the wooden pole that Reuben was sitting on. I said bye to Oriang at 12:05pm to walk home shortly after Frociaggine left to study for his calculus test this week. I went home after that and spent most of my day gaming on CivMC or vacuuming out in the living room. Earlier today there was an attack on a Latter-day Saints church in Grand Blanc, Michigan. This 40 year old guy named Thomas Jacob Sanford shot and killed 4 people (excluding himself) after the ramming into the Mormon church and started shooting. It doesn’t matter if Mormons aren’t Christian or not because they affirm a form of tritheism instead of the Trinity, the outsiders who hate us hate Mormons because they view them as Christians. James came back briefly to grab some stuff and then left. I just had the last of the rotelle for dinner with grated cheese and olive oil. I got dressed up again at 6:20pm and walked over to church for mass a third time. When I got there I saw Lucas and he told me:
“You’re awfully dressed up!”
And I thanked him, I went in to grab more of the flyers and Lucas talked about low potential attendance because of the Packers game. More people came in like Isaiah in his Knights of Columbus outfit, Lang plus his wife, and also the one guy Terrance was back. He was going around trying to harass people coming in like when I went to confession for the first time ever. Lucas said to him he’s not welcome here but Terrance shouted:
“I’m a Christian."
Lucas replied:
“You’re not even Catholic.”
Lucas got the groundskeeper’s assistant from a different parish to come and talk to him. I ended up finding out his last name was Thomas, he’d been harassing the people of this parish for 7 years, and they were in the process of getting a restraining order against him. I then went in for the start of mass. The priest who was in Germany and the deacon were here and the readings again were Amos, Psalms, 1 Timothy, and Luke. I went and heard the priest give a homily about being a priest for 32 years and a 3rd homily on the parable of the rich man and Lazarus. Things went though as normal and I went out at one point to check for signs of Terrance. Once mass was done I went to the basement for the cafe event and drank an amber lager they had and talked with some others before walking back home. At 8:29pm I saw the Green Bay girl’s Instagram story which read:
<Guys! Look at this borderline perfected loaf I made out of what I thought was going to be a lost cause because I accidentally overproofed the dough. Look at her!
I should have demanded the bread. I did some research on Terrance in the court system and he has a ton of cases against him. He was born December 9th, 1976. I took a shower and then completed my blog before going to sleep.

Song of the Day: Niña Bonita - Chino y Nacho (2009)
 
September 29th, 2025: Another day of work. I got awoken by my alarm at 6:00am but I was so exhausted I just went back to sleep until 6:30am, I dragged myself out of bed and got some cereal. I made coffee and then browsed Twitter for a bit until I got on the bus to work at 7:55am. I read more of Sharpe’s Tiger on the bus until I got to my stop. I got the coffee machine brewing at 8:30am. I went to my spot that the Zimbabwean is and set my stuff down there until he came in so I moved over to the other office facing the entrance, I made my way into the meeting room starting at 9:00am and most of the people you’d expect were there except for the CEO, but Portia got this super ugly pixie cut over the weekend that everybody had to pretend was amazing because her hairdresser in an act of intrasexual competition against an engaged woman, tricked her into cutting her hair short. Joy couldn’t tell her her hair sucks. Well I got back and talked to Seth M’s friend about getting set up with the payment system. He told me:
“Keep track of your hours on a notesheet and then I’ll submit them tomorrow when we get you set up.”
I grabbed some paper from Seth M and wrote my stuff down. I said bye to Ahwahn and Keke before walking down to the bus stop and took it to class. I got onto campus and into class very early. I attended a lecture on the Minoan and Mycenaean civilizations. Johann Ludwig Heinrich Julius Schliemann was being criticized for his amateur ways, which just made the professor feel like Asherah was speaking. I left to go to the discussion forum. We had to discuss two pieces of art and talk about them. This one dagger with a Minoan design but Mycenaean materials, and the Stele of Naram-Sin. That one girl that stared at me on the first day was the subject of joking back and forth about how “Naram-Sin, a mortal and real person, humbled himself before the gods by portraying himself as superior to the mortals he defeated” I left and then went over to the bus stop to get on at 1:35pm. At 1:40pm, this Black guy with long hair, a goatee, and a mustache came on my bus the kindness of your heart and sat in the front, I could smell him from 3 seats away. I could see the white flakes of dandruff in his Afro. Reading about Redeemed Zoomer going nuts on Twitter because “Catholics are so mean to me!” when he just got debunked by Catholic apologist Joe Heschmeyer was funny. There was a fat girl across from me wearing teal yoga pants, a hoodie, and a keychain which read: “I love bitches”. I got off the bus and into my work. Ahwahn was wearing an outfit more reminiscent of a milkmaid, green bandana, jean overalls, and a white shirt with tiny images of blueberries. I waved to Lillehammer when she left early and talked with Kiana and Seth M more. At 3:12pm, I asked Seth M for tape for the new volunteer but he didn’t have any she needed. I saw him watching a Sam Dolciné YouTube video. I had to help bring the new volunteer with Ahwahn’s same name downstairs using the basement elevator key. I ended up leaving at 4:15pm debating on if I should go to this Chinese place for dinner but didn’t. I got home and wrote in my blog more before going to dinner at a restaurant and paid $13.99 (not including tax) for a meal. It was great but not worth that much. I got home to start working on some German assignments. At 7:30am on Instagram, I saw Dollar Store Asuka post on her close friends Instagram story about her weird drink thing which was obviously a gimmick drink designed to look good on Instagram for likes posted it, it wasn't alcoholic but I replied with:
>Please stop drinking so much alcohol and give some to me.
And she never replied. This is why I resent the people in my life. I took a shower and used some of the melting soap I bought in Saint Joseph's county from this bookstore. I published my diary entry at 11:15pm and went to bed while James the Greater was gaming.

Song of the Day: Repeater - Fugazi (1990)
 
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September 30th, 2025: The end of September, and the feast day of Saint Jerome. I woke up at 7:00am and had fruity pebbles for breakfast. I went back into my room to get hit yet again by the smell of improperly dried laundry, but I hopped on the computer to work on my German homework, which consisted of a 5 minute quiz and a 12 minute mini-test I completed early. I started walking to campus but saw a homeless Black man sleeping on the streets. I changed course and wondered why he didn’t just sleep in the park or on a less busy street, but he probably would have just gotten the cops called on him. A park is more obscure and it’s better to sleep on grass than on concrete. I finally got near the library and saw Day from a distance but did nothing. I went upstairs at roughly 9:00am and decided to head into the map collection to look and see what’s there. I waited a bit and at 9:01am I saw Macie’s Snapchat story which was just a picture of her with the text:
<About to crash out knowing I have no free time till Thursday
I replied and started this conversation that lasted until near the end of the day:
>Welcome to having a real job
<Actually 2
>Please go down to 1, stop stressing yourself
<No can do
>Why?
<Its part of my program
>How many hours do you work total
<Well i technically work one job
<But one of my classes is spending 2 full days in middle school every week
<So it takes up the time of a job, without actually getting paid

>Sad
<Yeah
>Demand a real wage or threaten them
<They’ll kick me out of the program
>Evil program
>Satanic

<Youre tellin me
>*You’re
I put my computer on the charger just outside the place and went in and took these pictures:
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I didn’t understand why the map of the Wisconsin territory was so tiny in June 1925 but I looked closer and saw it was from 1837 and was gifted from Eugene Field to John Taylor in 1925. I took note of all the county oddities, Waukesha county is in Milwaukee county. Kenosha county is in Racine county, Lafayette county is a part of Iowa county. I left at 9:30am to walk over to class, I thought I saw Lizzo walking nearby but the woman was actually just some lookalike Mexican. I got into my operating systems class and had absolutely no idea what to do. I took some pictures and accepted I’m fucked once the in class activity rolls around on Thursday. I ended up getting dismissed from class at 10:55am and I realized I left my leather jacket at work so I should get it today. I was outside of my German class and I didn’t see Lizzo or Talia so I didn’t have anybody to talk to. I went into class and once we got in, there were 2 tables with 2 people at them. And 4 tables with 1 person at them. The thin trans girl (actually a guy) came in and sat at a table with one person, not mine. I was on my computer looking up the one Mayan ruler of Palenque called “Casper” because his signature glyph looks like a ghost. I read about his birth on August 8th, 422 AD (8.19.6.8.8) and looked up the Mesoamerican long count calendar, so August 11th, 3114 BC corresponds with the date they thought the universe was created. (0.0.0.0.0) and the second digit from the right is base-18 instead of base 20 for some reason. The current day is (13.0.12.17.6), my birthday would be (12.19.10.10.8). I was closer to the table with the single girl but by the time the partner activity came around, she was assigned to work with the other guy up front. I felt mocked for the fact that I was the odd one out compared to everybody. I hardly worked on the task because I was absolutely zoned out and I didn’t know what to do. The normal guy the cigarette smelling transgender “girl” was partnered up with asked me:
“Hey how many hours of sleep did you get?”
I calculated in my head how much I got, I went to sleep at 12:00am and woke up at 7:00am so I replied:
“6 to 7 hours, no meme intended.”
They weren’t that concerned but I continued stumbling through the work. I left my computer plugged into the wall outlet to charge. I left at 12:44pm and walked a while until I remembered where my laptop was and ran back for it. I got there just as the teacher was to pick it up and I got it from her, thanking her before running all the way to my bus stop. The bus came at 1:03pm and I sat 2 rows ahead of this Black guy while I was near the middle of the bus. At 1:10pm, he moved up a seat and asked me:
“Hey could you look up something for me…”
I moved to the front of the bus once he asked me that. But I was 5 minutes away from my stop and I swear the stoplights were fucking me over. I got off and then went into my building and told Seth M I was back and he instructed me that this Eastern European lady needed to have her phone replaced because it wasn’t sending texts. I talked with Ahwahn a bit more while she was with Keke and I heard her say to me:
“Jambo!”
I replied:
“What?”
“Jambo!”
“I have no idea what that means.”
“You’re supposed to say Habari back!”
“What kind of language is this?”
“It’s Swahili!”
“Has Seth M been teaching it to you?”
“A little bit.”
Wow, super shitoko I got more of the free snacks in the main break room because I didn’t have dinner. I saw Staples wearing a scarf. I had to read the employee handbook and get the last 2 pages printed out to sign. I went over to help the Polish lady and one thing I noticed is that she had the same personality as the Italian lady from my old job, like a pouty attitude but not bad at all, and she was older, in her 40s maybe, also married like the Italian lady. I didn’t get her phone set up but I left a tad bit early while Seth M was working on her phone. I took the bus and walked off all the way to the Catholic center. I got invited to help clean by Cronstedt but passed. I volunteered to help read. I put my sheet down and then walked around outside a bit and saw a Chevy parked where Elijah said he got a ticket, I prayed that the guy in the Chevy would come to mass. I read Zechariah and the Psalms before going back down. I saw the engaged (now married) girl’s sister holding hands with a guy from Bible study, I gave them the thumbs up but he didn’t understand I was calling him lucky, I wish I had parents like Mrs. and Ms. I who could raise me normal and able to survive in the dating world instead of one being overly strict and the other one being absent except for the weekends, I have never had true control of what happens to me in life. Gabriella stole my spot and I moved to the back. This one girl sat next to me and did the legs crossed away from me like she didn’t choose to do that. Father Malachi was at mass instead of Father Aquinas. I saw Seraphim and Hannah at mass, also Quinci beforehand. I got out and got dinner while I ended up talking to nobody in line. I sat outside eating the taco stuff with Mahdi, Mercurius, and 2 others. Mercurius was reading the book One Hundred Years of Solitude and Mahdi grabbed it and read a quote from the book denouncing cinema. Mercurius was saving his seat with an empty POM Wonderful bottle for his girlfriend. I tried to get Quinci to come over and sit at our table but she was convinced by Cronstedt instead to sit with them. I went back home and completed the last of my Biblejaks after taking a shower. I saw James’ snapchat story which read:
<Just realized that if Hatsune Mikue was alive during the revolutionary war she would have fought against the British and could therefore have been considered as one of the founding fathers er leaders
>What?
I went to sleep.

Song of the Day: Juke-Joint Jezebel - KMFDM (1995)
 
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