Not much to report.

There isn’t much to say…that I haven’t covered already. I am back from the Pendleton area and something that has a bad back seems to have hitched a ride back with me. Although, I’ve had these bad back occurrences from time to time and since I am officially mentioning it here, I may unwittingly be inviting them again. I’ve figured out that’s how this game sort of works… I mention something even if I am simply typing or expressing dismay or even contempt and its actually a signal of sorts for a date. I don’t particularly care, they seem to have arranged my asshole to accommodate multiple inputs. I consented to it when they asked me about it.

Anyway settling in, keeping hydrated, using electrolytes if needed sort of day. I am going to enroll for a course this semester as was predicted a while back and the fact that it’s becoming a reality is simply the timeline unfolding. It’s actually fun to be part of a timeline, because sometimes they tell you ahead of time but then other voices inside hate that idea and do everything in their power to fight it, and eventually it all ends up where it started. Those voices presumably were either part of the machinery or are disappointed at the outcome. Does it matter? Not to me, the observer. I enroll or not, I find parking or not, it’s all a bit of a tragic game that is rather amusing. Or an amusing game that is rather tragic. Either way, it’s a game, no? Sort of like getting locked on a balcony on the 5th floor, that seems very unstable, simply so I could get a view of Coronado. In old military traditions that probably means some sort of award or something. A nice kick could bring down the whole structure and me with it. Must be an Afghani who did this to remind themselves of the doors they kicked down. Well thank you very much for the award, or medal or whatever you decided to give me in a covert way. My shaking feet thank you too. What? They were shaking for a good 2 hours. I was ready to lean over the balcony… the feet weren’t thrilled about the idea. Then the chatter starts in the head you know… I wrote about it a day before… a bloodbath on Wall Street causing people to jump out of buildings… or taking a dive off a cliff sort of English aphorisms. You remember that? As if my AI who must have written that was preparing me for that balcony. And before that I had simulated jumping to a guy on a motorbike in Oceanside. Like the song, jump, jump, jump…

Chug, Chug, Chug.
They call it vertical drinking… ha fucking ha.
Vertical get it?

The problem as it was explained to me, if that some people on the team, for whatever reason, keep wanting to send me such awards. There are people in my feet who are totally invisible to these heroes and they usually end up scaring them. And so they end up paying a price for a prank that I didn’t even care about. But if it was up to me, I’d simply have grinned and thanked you for the trouble. I mean, I wrote about it the day before. Took away your surprise, that was my sort of wink at you. That should have told you to cancel the plan… lol… but you know… stupidity gets in the way of a well planned op.

So… I don’t know why I’ve been tired a couple of days. lol…. must be a nodal network outage or something, no?

Ooh and Trump used the word “classical” when responding to the Supreme Court about ballrooms. Well… I’ll have to think of something for a briefing to the American People a little later won’t I? Sir those 14 things are all you need to play Good Doc / Bad Doc when you get your actual briefing. If they tell you the most important things happening in those 14 areas… then it’s a good domestic brief. The rest is just politics.

Coincidences continue… Citadel has offloaded 80% of the portfolio from Situational Awareness for 4B and presumably a nice profit. Yesterday I watched the movie Steal and it has people who look slightly like animals who rob a fund for… you guessed it… 4B. Aschenbrenner told investors earlier this month that despite the recent turbulence, capped by the emergency transaction with Griffin, the firm was still up 80 per cent for the year. What Griffin raided was simply the excess profits. It was up more than 400%, now it’s up 80%.