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[bikeroar]

Yamaha Wabash: Maybe sometimes it felt like cheating, but it was a lot of fun! ⚡🚲

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[isornstory]

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[stclarethoughts-blog]

"It's a beautiful mornin', ahhh I think I'll go outside awhile and jus' smile." - The Rascals "Beautiful Morning"

-And so it begins. This morning I woke at 5 in the morning to Simba on my chest meowing. After I kicked him and Milo out of the room I went around the new apartment to see what the overnight damage was. Only thing I could find was a broken bulb to surround a light fixture. Other than that they were pretty good.

I swept up the glass as best I could at 5 in the morning, on about that many hours of sleep, after moving the majority of the day. Eventually I was able to pass out for an extra couple of hours, at which point I woke up and had my WABAS.

While I was on the toilet, mom was in the apartment doing one thing or another. After leaving to go back upstairs, knowing full well I was in the toilet she called my cell phone. I’m assuming because she wanted me to run her up something as a ploy to get me to start moving shit down as soon as she thought it would be possible. If that made any sense.

I had just exited the bathroom when D knocked on the back door. When he came in he started in on about how moms being a bitch already this morning. To which my response was to grab my stuff off the bathroom counter and go back into my room. Closing the door behind me in the process.

Eventually, and with much fuming, he went back upstairs and while I was making my breakfast and feeding the cats texted me. The text basically said “get a job, I’m leaving your mother soon”. He’s said the latter before, but I know the former was put in there because I was probably a topic of discussion upstairs. Or it could just be foreshadowing future events in my life.

As I was eating my breakfast my mom called me and started bitching, basically the theme of the call was that me and L were lazy and that we better get upstairs asap because we would “quit when it got too hot and sticky”. I don’t know the whole conversation but it was mom bitching at me thinking she could get a better result from her bitching at D.

I hung up on her.

After that she sent me a text threatening me to throw away the glass I swept up at 5. I say threatened only because she worded it like this “that glass bulb better be thrown away before I get down there”. Or what? You’re gonna get more bitchy and then have 2 20-something’s put you in your place because you’re a BITCHING CUNT!

After that was a text saying she needed the broom and dustpan “asap”. I didn’t read it, I just deleted it.

Then was a text saying that she was coming downstairs soon with “a bunch of stuff”. The text called to mind my mom, in all her “crippled”-ness, was going to walk down 3 flights of stairs with an amount roughly close to what I was carrying almost all day yesterday.

If you look at all of these examples, you would think it’s a mother trying to get her son and his girlfriend to help move from one apartment to another. In another light, however, you see a series of events culminating in the current state of things right now.

D, I’m assuming, stayed up all night surfing the internet (facebook/internet games), then, after only getting 2-3 hours of sleep, he gets woken up by my mom. This caused the beginning of their heated tempers. Mom came downstairs, then after going back upstairs made him go downstairs to get something she forgot. At which point, because I didn’t want to hear any bitching this early in the morning, he gets ignored downstairs. This flares emotions, and they rise to the boiling point when she calls me.

I could hear D in the background bitching at her, FYI.

I hang up, and then what happens is a slow progression of texts trying to intimidate me, trick me, and then manipulate me into feeling sorry for her.

Manipulate isn’t the word I wanted to use, but it will work in this instance.

  -If you don’t believe there are forces at work trying to influence you, then get this little bit of evidence. I get the thought to read up in my school book, I didn’t read any of the chapter last week, but because I finished my essay and handed it in, I’m not that worried about reading.

After I go about surfing my most frequented sites, I decide I’m not feeling up to studying right now. Preferring to just relax as I play more of Watch_Dogs.

Now while I was surfing the net I got a few movies starting to download that piqued my interest off of a list I found on Reddit. As I go about the process of getting the game ready to play, suddenly the one movie I had downloading (I paused the rest) and the show I was seeding both lose all bandwidth. Causing them to stall completely.

They’ve gone back to what they were before I started writing this, but that just goes to show you. Unless you actively point out the “glitches in the matrix” (to use a dumb term), they won’t ever get fixed and you won’t ever have control over your own destiny.