Writing It Out

Maybe I am the best, especially when stressed. I keep the boots on and keep marching. Along my way today I met, Adam, at Verizon Wireless. He hooked me up with a new cell phone and got me a free speaker for turning in my old, possessed phone. My phone was turning off and on on its own and cutting out both cell service and data plan, and sometimes just the data plan. Adam, I say we have a new calling plan called The Possession Plan. It is for mainly white males who have been abused by Wiccan Witchcraft their whole existence, thus been a POSSESSION for their families. Then the phone itself, and plan, seem possessed. My humor is their exorcism today. They always want your time and energy. This service would cause the symptoms above, randomly, thus families would find it harder and harder to reach their "charms." Maybe we give it to Justin Bieber for free and send him back to Russia to finally tell "daddy" Putin to F Off. Yes I did just write that internationally, Vladimir. Like I never noticed you on Waikiki as a small child. You were KGB. It was international territory. It would have best for you to ALWAYS keep your suit ON. Just because Justin is a Russian asset, does not mean that he belongs to you. The new excuses that we could use would be many if that was the way our phones behaved every day. You find out, in the end, that you want to be unreachable. Constant energetic support for people's avarice and hostility is painful and exhausting. Adam may have been a bit of a Dr. Frankenstien with my phone after I left. He knew I was trying to communicate with him. "I think that she is RAGE!" You have the best skills to judge that this week. No more electrodes, this is real life. My agent status at top completely erased the serial number. I even say F the CIA today. They can deal with the gavel on their backs from now on. They are totally criminally insane, especially in their economic affairs. Okay, I think that that is enough venting. My counseling session kind of left me dead to the world for the rest of the afternoon. I am proud because I DID get to Starbucks and I am just writing it out.