August 22

12:43 After a day full of squeaks from above and remnants of cat dust also from above, and Angela being irritated, we decided to go for a drive and a spin at Spirit Mountain, with the truck. I hosed truck's grill that was full of dust dirt inside, then i washed the matts, tried to scrap the rust on the floor on driver's side, there is a bad rubber thing in there that i tried to seal with silicon that lets the water in, we went to car wash, then vacuumed the seats and then we left. But before that i went in the back to search for dog remnants cause i felt a smell. Nothing, but the building was surrounded with a weird smell resembling vanilla but not exactly and then another maybe laundry perfume. Just like yesterday.

So we left for Spirit Mt, there was a strong side wind that was constantly pushing me off the road, until i returned i was convinced it was truck's suspension. Even though the truck is 14 years older than the Hyundai, i noticed several  things. Windshield is more clear, can see better. I don't get blinded that easily by numerous off road headlights from the road.  But the mileage was terrible, i think i done more than 6 gallons for 100 miles. The mechanic at Exhaust Specialty was right. (They always are when in plain sight). Thing is burning so rich it could overwhelm the catalytic converter. But never drove it on a distance to see it like tonight. Got to first change the fuel filter, try some Heet in the tank and then use OBDII to diagnose it. Check fuel pressure and i have a hunch that know sensor isn't working too well though i replaced.

After half hour of drive i started to get sick. Nausea, dizziness. Like yesterday but worse. I forgot the bottle with charcoal at home but Angela could find a few forgotten ones in bottles with mixed first aid supplements, like potassium, calcium, coconut oil, things like that. Two capsules of charcoal did a little miracle on me however was not 100% restored and became sleepy and felt the same weird way like yesterday before that accident. I don't know what i would have done tonight without that charcoal, and Angela cannot drive the truck back home, probably would have ended in the ER.

What pissed me mostly at Spirit Mt. was i first saw two kids in van with windows in the spot that became visible as second next to us when somebody left. Angela said she saw an adult too. Inside a number of persons that looked like celebrities, mostly very young, with masks, possibly others, i was pretty absent after that ninja aerosol i inhaled before i left.

If anybody would do a search (CTRL/F) on the word droppings (double p of course) in this book he/she would find that the word occurs 71 times in various ninja recipes to use on their friends.

Too tired to explore these two possibilities. Tomorrow.

https://www.google.com/search?q=%20Kinga%20Katona&source=lnms&tbm=isch#imgrc=pnr9Co1rXzmIIM

https://www.google.com/search?q=%20Csenge%20Dunai&source=lnms&tbm=isch#imgrc=agGLQ6vExEePwM

Couldn't help but notice an unusual number of cops on the streets when i got back, maybe up to 5 different SUVs in different places. Could it be because i played (and won a little) at that game "cops and donuts"? and then uploaded a short video when i got a bonus? I was going under the speed limit with that truck though. And then minutes ago something just occurred to me. By passing through McMinnville  so many times you may get in contact with those aliens, right?

8:48 Woke up after less than 7 hours with pretty bad abdominal pain like it always happens after the nausea. Got a remedy. A piece of insulating material around my belly, like a wide belt. Got better and and was about to fall asleep and every time i was falling asleep, he started to make a noise upstairs, like he knew. Now that i started to write he started the TV really loud. He will stay here to torment me the rest of the day. A man in his late 30s, doesn't have any friends or girlfriends, never speaks on the phone, never cooks, but cigarette smoke is sometimes coming from upstairs. One day i found a video about ninja being able to hear conversations through two walls using a resonating piece of metal. I am pretty sure they can, to some extent, listen to your thoughts. I am used to hum in my mind all the time and probably move some muscles in my mouth and/or tongue and they could use ultrasound again made by some ancient or technological device to determine the resonation frequency of your oral cavity bla bla. Thing is it happens.

12:30 It could be cigarette smoke, but most likely mixed with something else, coming from  upstairs.

4:49 Days are getting shorter already, jetstream is above, kinda dark, turned on the light in the kitchen area which is partly visible from open blinds. Two Japanese kids came to play with a dog in line of sight.

6:57 About one hour and a half ago i went to the liquor store in Tualatin (Oregon is one of the few states that have liquor stores and attendants at the gas station for more possiblities to bring actors and make scenes in there. I forgot about the new governor's order (which is not legally binding BTW, no only because she's on a fake ID) and went without a mask. They gave me a mask, a yellow one which i never saw before, my fingers where so dry i could not pull the card from the wallet, and using and old reflex that got the best of me, i pulled the mask, liked my finger and the vulture at the desk who's close to each other blue eyes looked familiay grabbed my bottle and said "i'm not going to give it to you".

My neglected truck runs bad these days and puts some smoke not so much as the Harley that got in front of me for retaliation and i had to go to Lake Oswego liquor store only to see it was closed. Then i came back home cause i figured who was at the liquor store and to write this down. Now i have to go to Beaverton which closes at 9, which is ridiculous. We live in a children's state.

I was also thinking. My wallet is next to my perspired underwear, my hands perspire though less these days because they feel dry, i touched my face with my hands when i put the mask on, what's the fuss with the finger/card licking?