Tuesday, October 26, 2021

Pith.

I learned a new word: pith: Fun Fact: the yucky white stringy stuff in-between an orange( or any citrus fruit) and the skin that everyone always picks off is called the pith. So now you know. You learn something new every day. You're welcome. It also just goes to show that no matter how long you've known a language that you never know all  the words and you can still always learn new ones. Both yesterday and today are also dull, rainy, yucky icky dreary days where you just don't even want to get out of bed in the mornings and all you want to do all day is light candles and just hunker down snuggling under your nice warm blankets and hibernate. It's also been a cold 0 C in the mornings too and Buddy has to wear his wool sweater and I have to wear a hat and mitts and the furnace has even come on,too, which depresses me and I'm so cold out there smoking weed too I feel like the Little Match Girl  in that Hans Christian Anderson tale I remember from my childhood; trying to keep warm by my lighter, or in her case by matches(it was my first early exposure with homelessness and you don't want to know the ending). I like to sit out on the back porch at night toking(and there's nothing more peaceful  and healing than inhaling a nice mouthful of warm smoke) too and looking up at the stars at night,esp. once they start moving around, but at least the good thing about once it gets colder is no more flies, wasps, or mosquitoes for a few months,either though! Sad,too: I know someone who raised her young son naturally; among nature, organic, non-vaccinated, in a commune, exploring nature, free-reign, he was allowed to play naked, etc.It was beautiful, and they took him away from her. The world is very cruel to those  of us that aren't mainstream.

I still have that purple thing on my leg too but the elevated scabby part is now flatter so hopefully it's healing and maybe it could also be a blood clot, some sort of cancer, or even a Brown Recluse spider bite but in any case I'll show it to the doc when I see him next week(along with the lump on that same foot) if it's still there, and yesterday my stomach hurt,too; not nausea but pain, and my mother worried me this morning too moaning and groaning in her sleep I thought there might have been some medical issues but it turned out she was just having some hot sex dream! HA! At 80! I wonder if  she was getting it on with Ricardo Montalban,Omar Sharif, or Harry Belafonte or some other hot old guy? 🤣 My hearing is much worse as well as this moring the DJ on the radio sounded like he was talking in "slow motion" and I didn't even hear the sounds on the washing machine as I was changing the settings,either; usually they make a beeping sound...Buddy's not quite "himself" lately either; he hardly eats much anymore( he used to be a pig) pees in his sleep and yesterday kept licking a pile of dirt,too. Maybe he's just getting senile  in his old age, poor guy?

I also returned and got a refund for my calendars from Amazon  as well and I feel badly returning them, rejecting them like how I've always been rejected, but at the same time I also won't be ripped-off or "settle" again and I won't be a "victim" anymore in life, but I have to say, to their credit, that they were very good about returns and refunds though, I have to give them that, and it was quick,too, and I wondered the other day as well how come Cinderella's father allowed  her evil step-mother and sisters to treat his daughter so badly too; why didn't he just kick their asses to the curb, and and I admire my cousins as well; they got married right of highschool and now in their 70's and still together and tell eachother I love you every day. There still are some happy marriages and love stories that really do exist and then you have shallow, vapid shows like The Bachelor  where they only ever have attractive people on; you never see any ugly  people there looking for love( although it's debatable if it's really love  or just raw sex...)

Tomorrow is my hubby's 58th(almost 60! he can retire soon the old fart!) birthday and he always says I'm "old" when he's 4 years older than me, and even though I have way more medical issues than he does he'll still always be older  than me no matter what( until I die first) and yesterday he went to the store so I asked him to pick me up some incense and he claimed he "couldn't find" it which I know is just a crock of shit because it's next to the candles,in the aisle beside the cards, the same place it's always been for over the past 10 years; he just didn't bother because he hates my incense and calls it that smelly stuff , even though I find it calming and relaxing and it helps me sleep at night,and I hate it too how he always drinks right out of the milk container as well and it would be bad enough if he was finishing it off but even a brand new one he opens it up and drinks right out of it and then puts it back in the fridge for someone else! Ewww! he's such an uncouth, uncultured loser! We do have cups for a reason! It was also Tom Petty's 71st birthday the other day,too, but he died a few years ago and his, David Bowie and Eddie Van Halen's death's affected me the most,and the 22 YR old had a sleep study done for sleep apnea too which runs in our family and it will also reveal any nocturnal seizures(like I also have) and she's getting testing for her migraines(like I also had from age 13 until weed saved me) which I hope are "just" migraines and NOT complications from her recent concussions, and now our Evil Overlords say they'll lift the Vaccine Passports in January and mask requirements in March but I'll believe it when I see it( monkeys will fly out of my ass first) I think it's just dangling a carrot; giving people false hope to pacify them so they don't revolt and then when the time comes they'll make up some excuse to keep extending it....wait....you'll see....and people call me a Conspiracy Theorist too but in actual reality I just know that most things go deeper  than what they appear to be.I have the mind of an agent, or a cop; always suspicious, digging deeper, knowing that there's usually alot more to the story than what it seems.

There's so much hate for the ones we love because they destroyed us.

 

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