10/02/2026
cALL ME mIRROR rAN DUH...BUT U GUESS ONE DAY DOES LEAD TO THE OTHER. Whether I am in you alls reality or not! The sun comes up the moon goes down and around and around we go, over and over and over. It is October 2nd, the day after my birthday (48th) I am post menopausal and filled with nothing but hope for the future.
My mushroom coffee with silk milk with coconut and some caramel sauce has quite the earthy tone...
I wish my laptop would ring this morning or my phone that is somewhere in my home (last scene on 360). I wish it would ring and it would be my Little Heaven calling to wish me a happy birthday since we didn't get to talk on my actual birthday!!!
An as for about son? Well i am hoping I did my part to end the line of bs saying its ok on September 30th, 2026 while running naked to the top of the bridge, by the Lake of Fire, running into the noon day sun. Seeing sunflowers near the very close "Emerald City" of Laurel, MT CHS Refinery.
And if I close my eyes that girl Jacob got pregnant with didn't abort Jake's son, Nancy's only grandson that would be about 25ish by now. If I could go back in time I'd say to that woman, "Look BISH, you had the bloodline of Christ in you and you chose to abort and kill my mans baby." Nancy's only chance for a grandchild. But now for some reason I forgive this woman and say even that was part of God's plan.
Don't hand me a mirror, please. I am old. Ancient...too gross for even my own eyes to handle and if I just go the brass out of my hair with some lavender shampoo...Me thinks my hair would be "WHITE."
So anyway I walked out of my home of September 30th with a pair of panties I had slit up the sides because they were too tight around the legs, two years ago or so. And my white lace Black House White Market tank. I said like three words to Les and he says "You go for it LADY." I had to go back in time to save Jacob. I had to run up a hill over the interstate past the lake until the cops caught up with me and arrested me backwards. That's why for years I get excited to ride to Billings Clinic in either a cop car or an ambulance, or with my mother for that matter. Every freaking time except when they were taking me to hell back in 96, 99, 2005 and when I was pregnant with HaEvan in 2010.
So I am running up that hill, pausing for breath when I need to, waving cars past me. You should see DreamUS right now He just erased a line from my typing...I've distracted him with a pair of heart American flag glasses...just twisting them around for a second...now he is eating his favorite "Purina One," I know because I have tested out like four other cat foods sitting in my laundry room.
Like talk about #1...PEE... #2 POOP...lets talk how the number #3 doesn't exist in heaven...except 3 times 3 is 9 months. Id say #3 faster than I could pop out alien little twin girls,,,oops I just farted in real time. A3. Bingo...gosh it stinks like a rotten egg!!!
If someone comes up to me and says they got to third base with someone much younger than them, they are probably deservant of having castration and butt fu**ed in prison. JS. Except for my "Uncle John" he's forgiven now. He never knew how "I Dream of Jeannie..." would have effect of the "Genie in a bottle" song by Christina Aguliarra would effect me...so "COME< COME< COME on in and Let me out."
So I just finally p**ped after what felt like weeks, I had pushed on my sciatic pain button while smoking a snipe. And ooooohhh it was such a smooth p**p and I only had to wipe like four times and stick a deeper finger up there to feel fresh for the day. Imagine doing p**p in a county cell...well I can!!! Was there 5.5 months imagine putting up paper over your cell window when you had to take a s**t!!! Or flying a kite for it with all the doors opening at the same time to let more in YCDF at Wellostone river to save the rainbow trout!!! Lets go fly a kite!!!
