· 8 years ago · Dec 20, 2017, 02:10 AM
1BECAUSE I AM FEELING THIS WAY, THERE WILL BE CAPS LOCK.
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3TODAY, DECEMBER 19TH, 2017, MARKS THE TERMINUS OF THE LONGEST DAY OF MY LIFE, OBVIOUSLY NOT A SINGLE DAY,. BUT SOMETHING WHICH SPANS A 1 TO 7 DAY PERIOD DEPENDING ON HOW FAR DOWN THE PAINT STICK YOU'RE FINDING YOURSELF. THIS IS BECAUSE A) I HAVE BEEN FINDING MYSELF CONFUSED ABOUT THE DATE, IS IT THE 14TH, 15TH, OR 16TH? ETC. AND, BEING AS POLITE AT TIMES, OR AT LEAST AS PAINFULLY COMPLETE AS I FEEL NECESSARY, THIS IS A HUGE PAIN IN MY ASS, AND SHOWS HOW MUCH WORK I HAVE BEEN DOING FOR LAZY PEOPLE, ALSO FOR NOT LAZY PEOPLE. THE NOT LAZY PEOPLE ARE THE PEOPLE WHO REXOGNIZED AND WILL FURNISH THE EXACT QUANTITY OF "PLEASES" I SCREAMED OUT LOUD BEFORE SMASHING OFO BIKE (!POOPY). OFO BIKE (!POOPY) IS THE OFO BIKE THAT WAS INDEED WRENT TO A STATE OF BEING BENT AND BROKEN ON THE PAVEMENT NEAT THE FUNERAL HOME, SHORTLY BEFORE RYAN TOOK ME TO CHIPOTLE AND BOUGHT ME A BURRITO, A 40 DOLLAR GIFT CARD, AND THEN TO SHELL, FOR A PACK OF AMERICAN SPIRIT TURQOISE.
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5THE DAY BEGAN LIKE THIS: I WENT TO SLEEP THE NIGHT BEFORE, IN THE DOORWAY OF THE CENTRAL LUTHERAN FELLOWSHIP HALL. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, I WAS AWOKEN BY MULTIPLE PARTIES IN A CLUSTER OF "BLA BLA BLA" CESSATING TO SLEEP, TO DAYLIGHT HOURS, TO THE STAFF AND VOLUNTEERS OF THE FRIDAY COMMUNITY LUNCH OF CAPITOL HILL. "PEOPLE BLOCKING THE DOORWAYS NEED TO GET UP AND MOVE."
6THE NIGHT-TIME INVADEY SORTS OF PEOPLE HAD THE GALL TO TELL ME, [AS IF INHERITING THE AUTHORITY OF THE PEOPLE WHO HAD JUST TOLD THE GENERAL SLEEPING CROWD (MYSELF, THE MULTIPLE PARTIES IN A CLUSTER ARRIVING IN THE NIGHT, ANYONE ELSE, I DIDN'T LOOK) "PEOPLE BLOCKING THE DOORWAYS NEED TO GET UP AND MOVE,"] "HEY YOU NEED TO GET UP AND MOVE," AND "BABE C'MON GET UP," TO HER BOYFRIEND OR WHATEVER. THEY LEFT. I GOT UP AT 9:43 OR 9:46, AND GATHERED MY THINGS, CHECKED THE FRESHNESS OF THE CRAB CAKES I HAD LEFT OUT FOR EATING, AND FINDING THEM STILL DELICIOUS, WENT WITH A CUP OF COFFEE ON MY WAY TO THE METHADONE CLINIC AT THS SUMMIT AND SENECA (WHERE I HAD, THE PREVIOUS NIGHT, FOUND THE PREMISES ACCESSABLE WHILE NOT VENTURING ANY FARTHER THAN THE WATER FOUNTAIN, AT ~5:25 PM. AN ASIATIC GENTLEMAN, WHEN I ASKED, IS IT OPEN? LOOKED AT ME AND SAID.. YES.. U.A. TO WHAT END OR MEANING I DO NOT KNOW. I LEFT THERE, THEN, AND IN THE MEAN TIME CIRCLED THE PROPERTY.) RECEIVED MY DOSE. BETWEEN THE FELLOWSHIP HALL, THE CHURCH, THE CAL ANDERSON PARK PLAYFIELD NORTHEAST AND CAL ANDERSON PARK PLAYFIELD SOUTHWEST, AT THE INTERSECTION NEAR WHAT WAS ONCE THE HUGO HOUSE, I SAW RON, THE TRAFFIC GUIDE, WHO, WORKING ON THE CONSTRUCTION SITE, CERTAINLY RECEIVES A PAYCHECK. A WOMAN WHO LOOKS VAGUELY LIKE THE ACTRESS WHO PLAYED JENNY IN FORREST GUMP WAS ON THE SCENE. I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, "RON, FORREST, RON." THIS WAS SURREAL AND A SMALL SLIGHT COMPARED TO THE USUAL SENSE OF HUMILIATION AND FURY I FEEL REGARDING THINGS LIKE REAL LIFE DEPARTED LOVE ONES COMPARED TRIVIALLY TO NOT-REAL-LIFE NOT-REALLY-DEPARTED WATCHABLE OVER AND OVER ONES, SUCH AS FORREST GUMP. RON IS REAL, HE MAY BE AUTISTIC OR OTHERWISE CULTURED, I AM NOT SURE, HOWEVER, HIS DRAWL MAKES THE STATEMENT, IN HIS VOICE, "HI FORREST," SOUND REMARKABLY LIKE A SOUNDBYTE FROM THE FILM. NEXT I ENCOUNTERED DANNY, WHO I ASSUME TO BE DANNY BASED ON HIS ASKING FOR DANIGIRL, THE MOST-LIKELY-AUTISTICALLY CULTURED GAL WHOM I HAVE KNOWN FOR A MATTER OF A YEAR OR TWO. SHE IS KIND. SHE MAY HAVE BEEN AT THE LOSING END OF THE TAKEN-ADVANTAGE-OF STICK BY THE SAME THING THAT HAS ME FEELING QUITE ANGRY AT TIMES, AS I DESCRIBE. DANNY, I KNOW TO BE DANNY, BECAUSE HE ASKED IF I HAD SEEN DANNY/DANI/DANE/GIRL, THE BLONDE SOMETIMES LADY-OF-THE-NIGHT SOMETIMES 'CLEAN' AND ALMOST ALWAYS CHEERY, AND SHE HAS TOLD ME SHE IS INDEED DANNY'S GIRL, AND THAT HE, AT THE TIME OF TELLING, WAS IN PRISON. I am relinquishing capslock now.
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8Anyhow. After seeing Danny, I proceeded to the methadone clinic, received my methadone, not having to U.A. though I did the day before or perhaps one prior need to leave a U.A. and was not able to, for the first time ever in this 8 month T.H.S. treatment period, pee in the cup. Noted. So, Will, the U.A. Tech, was apparently glad enough that I was even in attendance, and I did not pee, received my doe, and went about my day. I walked back and forth to and from Starbuck's locations, using the starbucks card I received from a kind woman
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18This is how serious I take the kindness of so-called strangers values', in times of wealth or less than those, rearrangements of ethos withstanding: (ETHOS => LOGOS => learn greek or learn LAW => conditional outcome valued as projected differentially by myself or with the contributions of "OTHER+S").
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20I walked back and forth pushing a trader joe's shopping cart to create standards for calibrating other values as have been and will continue to be accrued, between (intersection: the store at Minor and Madison, across from the Holland *7 ( 2 3 2 1 ?) signs where McDonald's once stood, kitty-corner of chase-bank, and across from the medical complex) and (intersection: QFC kitty corner of Church across from Local Store across kitty corner of Starbuck's store #304 at 434 Broadway, Republican and Broadway). There are various "truing" (see verb true, to make even or trustworthy of coherence under accelerating, mechanically driven force) sites between these two stores, and this very long day has added the King County Jail, South Ninth Lower D (S9LD)-- bunk 10, where i slept most of the weekend, at least-- to the truing sites' list, 101 broadway, across from light rail, 3rd and Pike, given Chipotle, 7-11, the Yesler-Terrace's pseudo-progeny drug distribution collections, also, and especially, 1220 Boylston, site of landmark event where my dna, the cucumber juice, and throwback-pipe-line-I5-99-to-chinese-rock-walls-here-to-Butte-Montana address exists. Anyhow.
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22I collected a ton of receipts, to keep the time straight, at the starbucks' at either end of this unpleasant strip. I did so because of the issue we are hereby taking note of: a 3 day discrepancy, between when I was arrested, and when I was actually doing any property damage to Rider Restaurant's Signage: "//rea//RIDE//rea//R //newline/:/ OCEAN - FOREST" on one of those weighted double sided sometimes fall over in the wind sometimes don't fall over when i punch them in anger and then pop back up like those stupid clown toys I received for Christmas when I was 10, suggesting the inclemency of further rage, as was realized in the event in question, where I, upon having punched the RIDER OCEAN - FORREST sign and having it spring back up, tore the sign (the half facing me) from its backing, and snapped it in two pieces. The details of this event, related to me inaccurately by my Public Defender, Mrs. or Ms. Tinglestad, (kind person, i am not here to review her character in any sense but in the contextualized government-alley subsidized hierarchically distributed resource mis-allocation-- the one plaguing our region from here to Baghdad to an empty base in the desert to some time between 1700 and LOUDON, rakes, D-Rakes, T-Rumps, and Sartre) will be left for further examination, let me here leave it at "they report that you tore the front signage in half and left some note about drugs on the sign" compared to "i broke it in half, wrote, 'RIDER IS CLOSED' left it against their front doors, and then found the sign in the alley, like they didn't even want it anymore, so I proceeded to repossess it from recycling misplacement, and left an offer to repair the sign to perfect if not better condition, on the sign itself, and have been using the fragments of the sign to keep notes regarding the bit-depth of copyright and fair-use infringement of what may be generalized as ven diagramatic / diaphragmatic statistically fair (and at least marginally trued) mechanic-- at least until I was arrested there 3 days later." I didn't understand the discrepancy at the level I do now, at the time of arrest, nor did I understand in the 4 nights 3 days spent in King County Jail, having ended this morning when I was released into "day reporting." They would have dropped the charges, supposedly, however, I thought I would have been released yesterday and asked that a trial be sought as the details of the events are important to the general public in matters of: "civil engineering contracts, government subsidized confusion involving the identities of cross-pollinatin of private interests and public welfare, the settling of such architectures, and the clean-up of the fallout as it continues to amass/" -- No shit, I kid you not. from KCJ to SBUX HQ to the PORT of Commerce back to the False or True end of Broadway and the Rainbow.
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24Towards the end of the day of pushing the shopping cart (containing a backpack, ---- I now interrupt this
25THIS IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM. EVERYONE WANTS ME TO DO THIS OR THAT, AND THE TRUTH IS, WHEN I DO SOMETJHING, I DO IT WITH AN APPROPRIATE AMOUNT OF RAMPARTING, DIGRESSION, RERAMPARTING, REDIGRESSION, AND IDIOCONCATENANCE TO SUFFICIENT DEGREE AS TO HAVE IT NOT POP OFF LIKE A BAD ROMANCE. 1.5 HOURS A DAY ON A LIBRARY COMPUTER IS NOT, HAS NOT BEEN, EVER, SUFFICIENT. WHEN I WROTE THE STORY, REPERCEIVER II, THE TEXT, NOT THE PICTUREBOOK, I DID IT IN A WEEK OF NEAR CONSTANT TYPING, IN AN OFFICE ATTACHED TO A COTTAGE THAT I PAID THE RENT FOR, WITHOUT A HOUNDING OVERLOOK OF SHOULDER-PEEPERS. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT CANNOT BE SPOILED, ITS THIS SPOILER: THE MOST AMBIGUOUS THING I HAVE IS A STRIP OF FOLDED PAPERS, CONTAINING ENGLISH CHARACTERS A-Z, AND SPACES, WHICH, IF REARRANGED AND SUFFICIENTLY COPIED, CAN PRODUCE ANY TEXT IN THE ENGLISJH LANGUAGE, JUST LIKE ANY STRIP OF PAPER, AND THIS IS SUFFICIENT AMBUIGUITY.)
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27i HAVE 10 MINUTES LEFT, AND I HAVE GOTTEN NOTHING DONE. I STARTED TO ENJOY WRITING, THAT IS ALL. I NEED AN EMAIL ADDRESS. I NEED TIME ON A COMPUTER MORE THAN THIS, AND MOST OF ALL, i NEED TO NOT BE PREVENTED FROM ACTIVELY COMPLETING ANYTHING BY A POORLY MANAGED RESOURCE ALLOCATION PROGRAM UNDER WHICH WE ARE ALL DOOMED TO MASSIVE OPIOID DEPENDENCY OF INSUFFICIENT SUPPLY.
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29LAST BUT NOT LEAST: IN S9LD, THERE IS A HEART SCRATCHED IN THE TABLE. LIKE THIS:
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41EXCEPT MORE X-STRETCHED. WHEN I GOT THERE, I WAS SHOCKED TO SEE IT, AS THE MOST SIMILAR SHAPE I KNOW OF IS AT THE ROY END OF BROADWAY, IN FRONT OF FEDEX, ON THE GROUND, WHERE POOR CIVIL, SOCIAL, MECHANICAL, STRUCTURAL, FINANCIAL, AND EXCELLENT CIVIL, SOCIAL, MECHANICAL, STRUCTURAL, A fiduciary is a person who holds a legal or ethical relationship of trust with one or more other parties (person or group of persons). Typically, a fiduciary prudently takes care of money or other assets for another person. One party, for example, a corporate trust company or the trust department of a bank, acts in a fiduciary capacity to another party, who, for example, has entrusted funds to the fiduciary for safekeeping or investment. Likewise, asset managers, including managers of pension plans, endowments, and other tax-exempt assets, are considered fiduciaries under applicable statutes and laws.[1] In a fiduciary relationship, one person, in a position of vulnerability, justifiably vests confidence, good faith, reliance, and trust in another whose aid, advice, or protection is sought in some matter.[2]:at p. 68[3] In such a relation good conscience requires the fiduciary to act at all times for the sole benefit and interest of the one who trusts.
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43A fiduciary is someone who has undertaken to act for and on behalf of another in a particular matter in circumstances which give rise to a relationship of trust and confidence.
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45— Lord Millett, Bristol and West Building Society v Mothew[4]
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47PLANNING HAS RESULTED IN A WOBBLY STONE, THE KIND OF WOBBLY STONES AND WOBBLY INSTANCES THAT ARE PLIGHTY ABOUT SEATTLE. i AM SICK OF THE AGGRANDIZED, TIME-WASTY, FUN-FOR-OTHERS-SAKE AND EXPENSE OF MY TIME AND LIFE WOBBLING RELATED TO THIS BROKEN HEART. PLEASE DO WHAT MUST BE DONE, AND I BELIEVE IT WAS APPROXIMATELY 14-17 PLEASES.
48PLEASE PLEASE P P P P P P P P P P P P P
49PPPPPPPPPPPPP P P = "SCREAMS OF PLEASE FOR THIS SHIT TO END" BEFORE SMASHING OFO BIKE (!POOPY) AND BEING ARRESTED ON A WARRANT UNRELATED FOR PROPERTY DAMAGE OF DUMPING WHITE PAINT ON STARBUCKS STOREFRONT AT BROADWAY AND PIKE WHERE I HAVE TO WALK BY EVERY DAY AND DO NOT ENTER.
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51IF THERE IS A FIDUCIARY, THEY ARE LONG BEYOND REASONABLE TRUST.
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