This Is My Life.

Not too much going on here lately, just the usual. It's snowing again even though it's officially supposed to be spring tomorrow. Today my hubby also leaves for his chess tournament in Quebec until Sunday and he said the 26 YR old is half-way thru eating her 5 pound chocolate bar now(I probably would have already finished that sucker by now) and one of the BC Girls' cats has cancer( likely Feline Leukemia?) even though its only 7 YRS old and cats generally live to be like 20 YRS old, sometimes even longer. He also said once I die and he sells the house he's selling everything, just tossing ALL precious memories of our home, family, and memories, even things most precious to me like my Louis 14th chair and Grandfather clock and it hurts as it feels like he's just erasing every memory of me.

For me my photos and memories are all I have left of the good times.

I also heard Stairway To Heaven again and had a dream I saw my mother who asked me about crossing over to the Other Side, "What TOOK you so long?" and once I finally DO I bet my last words will probably be, "I TOLD you something was wrong!" and "F*ck Trump!" Iran is now also bombing other Gulf States' oil in retaliation to the attack USA & Israel did to them but that's the thing when you attack someone; they do have the right to defend themselves and you never know how they're going to respond. Now Trump says he's going to "eliminate ALL of Iran's oil production..."

He's such an antagonist, provoker, and war monger.

He's also mad other countries won't send naval war ships to "force" Iran to open the Strait Of Hormuz to allow oil tankers passage again even though it WAS him and Israel who started it and if others get involved it will blow-up into a full-scale world war.

He should just have Israel help him.

Or, better yet....no one at all.

Sometimes people ask me online "Are you retarded?" and I tell them, No. Autistic" and I really hate the terms Baby-Daddy  and Baby-Mama,too, and how about people stop just whoring around and get married, and I also hate Pet Parents  and Fur Baby,too, and as much as I love my dog( and he's just so majestic and I love hearing the "pitter-patter" of his little feet on the carpet and floor) you are NOT their parent; you are their person or their human.  I don't like to say "owner",either, as it implies they are property; a thing that you own, but instead you have them and they have you.

The reason why everyone is so mad that we smoke weed is simple, stoners are harder to manipulate, we question everything.-Greg420