But i'm pretty sure they can bring someone separately (a more real person) if needed or shift the entire paradigm (quiet down everything, etc.) (Wavefunction collapse). Cause nobody in the greater audience knows how they look like or what they really did here.
In a way, a similar situation with the place in Lake Oswego. We were at 10 and at 9 in the beginning for a few months it was Lindsay Lohan, and then came Kelly Clarkson, with same name, cars, clothes etc.. Of course they weren't there all the time, most of the times it was doubles. At times talking or yelling (partying by herself) with a loud bass at night, for hours.
I still remember the day (i will never forget) when we went for a walk at Sauvie Island. When we got home she was "talking on the phone" on the other side of her door and it could be heard from outside and when i got at my door she asked (the other, imaginary person) "Did you have a good hunt?"
Tonight someone was talking on the phone from a van in the parking lot in the spot closest to ours, some 15 ft away with the door open. Maybe filming cause she was kinda pointing the phone towards us. Our spot has a bit of a grade so the front of the car is a few inches higher than the rear and it's really easy to slam doors.
However i was careful not to. I'm pretty sure the stunt was for the "slamming" of our doors at 2 AM to be heard, maybe recorded. In the first place, it was very close. When Angela comes from work and closes the doors i can barely hear it from inside. But Saturday morning like every morning i heard like 100 slams real loud from inside and they weren't close mostly more than 50 to 100 ft away.
3:18 Earlier. We came home on 212 and 205 and as soon as we got on 205 i noticed a bad exhaust smell that was present on 212 as well. So bad it could be felt with the fan stopped and the vents on recirculate.
It was a compact group of cars (the only cars on the freeway at that hour) some 1000 ft away, one of them could have been in front of us on 212, and one of them had the dreaded red horizontal bar behind and the others were acting like they didn't want to pass it.
So i stayed behind in the stink though i was closing in at speed limit + 5 or something within 10 minutes or so. Who is ever doing 55 on a freeway? Not even cops. But i didn't pass and could not satisfy my curiosity and exited earlier at Stafford, took Borland and could finally get some fresh air in the car. When we got home in the parking lot we realized we had a 10 oz (300 ml) empty bottle of brandy and a 700 ml empty bottle of wine which we forgot to put in the trunk which we both drank (of course me more) some 10 hours (at the time this happened on the freeway) earlier.
Right under a surveillance camera at the Indian Head. Was wondering how convenient was that empty spot. Yeah i know a brandy at the bar is about 30 ml, double 60 etc. but costs 10 times more. We are Romanians. When i was young my record was 1000 ml by myself in one night and then in the morning i walked 15 km from Rarău back to Câmpulung. To me 200 mlis used to be just warming up. BTW, got very sick after i ate a burger at Indian Head, but hours later, when i was driving.
What literally saved my life was too charcoal caps forgotten in the car in a small prescription jar, cause i forgot the whole jar at home. Clostridium bla bla. How do i know? I realized earlier inside and in the car i smelled like sewer.
Got exposed to sewer all night Friday/Saturday gas by forgetting to fill the washer with water after i washed two loads or from emptying the P trap at the bathroom tub or other P trap probably done through a master ninja maneuver in the neighborhood (last time i used the tub was when i took a shower Friday). Or maybe the smoke in the parking lot at Indian Head and last night here that smelled like coal or garbage smoke (had a sulfur component).
Other than that? If i stayed here all day i probably couldn't finish to tell what happened in the casino, like every time i get there. But i'll try the last thing. Just before we left i thought i saw this guy (the one with the goatee) but only from a side. I tried to follow him in the casino to get a better look but he entered an area (in front of the bar) that was immediately closed with a yellow ribbon. Now i remember. The Police was there too but hours earlier.
The same area where a couple of hours earlier we were waiting almost one hour for our burger while they were "out of propane" too cook it. And yeah, why they closed the main entrance after midnight or so and let us out on the other door? (next to revolving door). No, i think that was the main entrance, they were using the other one only in the last years as main entrance.
Why i am so pissed with him? In December 2002/January 2003 he and the princess herself (now fat) were acting as my psychiatrist and therapist at Woodland Park Hospital (that was closed two years later when staff (beside me in January 2003) called 911 from inside the hospital for a patient they could not help (the cover after i probably start to talk about) and in 2002/2003 they kept me in there for more than a month for a nasal congestion i didn't know i had and got too distracted to realize, after i had earlier that year (in September 17) two ribs broken during an endoscopy done by doctor Parent.
How do i know they were two? The pain started only days later, the sedation and whatever else he put in that IV. I slept on one side only for about a week. But i heard the horrible noise of bones breaking twice during endoscopy and felt it (not as a big pain), i think i was under light sedation. Which we both agreed i wouldn't get (he started an IV "just in case something happened to me"). Then he created 16 scars on my esophagus pretending he took biopsies and that hurt (the reason i counted them). Story is much longer.
There is no treatment for broken ribs (you simply wait for about one month) and i went to several ERs nobody gave me pain killers. One of the doctors (in Vancouver) compressed my chest making it worse.
Medical malpractice has a statute of limitation, just in case we are talking doctors. If they are not this goes right under torture and kidnapping and those do not have a statute of limitation.
Ok i know what happened. They didn't want us on camera exiting that door. Like maybe i was arrested or something, that could have happened for real (or maybe not real real) if i tried to pass that supposed Police car, much closer to home.
4:25 More slammed door raised the smell of sewage from somewhere. I know the floor is wet under and the upper fiberboard is bulged.
10:33 Good thing with the smoke last night i didn't remember the speed limit on the last 6 miles on 205 was 65 and didn't see the sign that could have been hidden by trees. The two remaining cars (of 4) were going under speed limit but i had to go a bit over to pass them.
10:38 Covers.
The lodge.
Putin's jacket is similar to my new one, also driving at night. I said it several times before, i think of it all the time, at every news i see about it. The war in Ukraine is being used as an allegory. Also the weird coincidence. Putin, Trump to be arrested.
10 milioane? Ăsta e pragul de intrare la fondul unde era CEO James Rudd, consulul României în Portland.
10:52 Goatee.
11:08 Slammed doors. I think the crocodile knocked on door with his protruding teeth.
However i was careful not to. I'm pretty sure the stunt was for the "slamming" of our doors at 2 AM to be heard, maybe recorded. In the first place, it was very close. When Angela comes from work and closes the doors i can barely hear it from inside. But Saturday morning like every morning i heard like 100 slams real loud from inside and they weren't close mostly more than 50 to 100 ft away.
3:18 Earlier. We came home on 212 and 205 and as soon as we got on 205 i noticed a bad exhaust smell that was present on 212 as well. So bad it could be felt with the fan stopped and the vents on recirculate.
It was a compact group of cars (the only cars on the freeway at that hour) some 1000 ft away, one of them could have been in front of us on 212, and one of them had the dreaded red horizontal bar behind and the others were acting like they didn't want to pass it.
So i stayed behind in the stink though i was closing in at speed limit + 5 or something within 10 minutes or so. Who is ever doing 55 on a freeway? Not even cops. But i didn't pass and could not satisfy my curiosity and exited earlier at Stafford, took Borland and could finally get some fresh air in the car. When we got home in the parking lot we realized we had a 10 oz (300 ml) empty bottle of brandy and a 700 ml empty bottle of wine which we forgot to put in the trunk which we both drank (of course me more) some 10 hours (at the time this happened on the freeway) earlier.
Right under a surveillance camera at the Indian Head. Was wondering how convenient was that empty spot. Yeah i know a brandy at the bar is about 30 ml, double 60 etc. but costs 10 times more. We are Romanians. When i was young my record was 1000 ml by myself in one night and then in the morning i walked 15 km from Rarău back to Câmpulung. To me 200 ml
What literally saved my life was too charcoal caps forgotten in the car in a small prescription jar, cause i forgot the whole jar at home. Clostridium bla bla. How do i know? I realized earlier inside and in the car i smelled like sewer.
Got exposed to sewer all night Friday/Saturday gas by forgetting to fill the washer with water after i washed two loads or from emptying the P trap at the bathroom tub or other P trap probably done through a master ninja maneuver in the neighborhood (last time i used the tub was when i took a shower Friday). Or maybe the smoke in the parking lot at Indian Head and last night here that smelled like coal or garbage smoke (had a sulfur component).
Other than that? If i stayed here all day i probably couldn't finish to tell what happened in the casino, like every time i get there. But i'll try the last thing. Just before we left i thought i saw this guy (the one with the goatee) but only from a side. I tried to follow him in the casino to get a better look but he entered an area (in front of the bar) that was immediately closed with a yellow ribbon. Now i remember. The Police was there too but hours earlier.
The same area where a couple of hours earlier we were waiting almost one hour for our burger while they were "out of propane" too cook it. And yeah, why they closed the main entrance after midnight or so and let us out on the other door? (next to revolving door). No, i think that was the main entrance, they were using the other one only in the last years as main entrance.
Why i am so pissed with him? In December 2002/January 2003 he and the princess herself (now fat) were acting as my psychiatrist and therapist at Woodland Park Hospital (that was closed two years later when staff (beside me in January 2003) called 911 from inside the hospital for a patient they could not help (the cover after i probably start to talk about) and in 2002/2003 they kept me in there for more than a month for a nasal congestion i didn't know i had and got too distracted to realize, after i had earlier that year (in September 17) two ribs broken during an endoscopy done by doctor Parent.
How do i know they were two? The pain started only days later, the sedation and whatever else he put in that IV. I slept on one side only for about a week. But i heard the horrible noise of bones breaking twice during endoscopy and felt it (not as a big pain), i think i was under light sedation. Which we both agreed i wouldn't get (he started an IV "just in case something happened to me"). Then he created 16 scars on my esophagus pretending he took biopsies and that hurt (the reason i counted them). Story is much longer.
There is no treatment for broken ribs (you simply wait for about one month) and i went to several ERs nobody gave me pain killers. One of the doctors (in Vancouver) compressed my chest making it worse.
Medical malpractice has a statute of limitation, just in case we are talking doctors. If they are not this goes right under torture and kidnapping and those do not have a statute of limitation.
Ok i know what happened. They didn't want us on camera exiting that door. Like maybe i was arrested or something, that could have happened for real (or maybe not real real) if i tried to pass that supposed Police car, much closer to home.
4:25 More slammed door raised the smell of sewage from somewhere. I know the floor is wet under and the upper fiberboard is bulged.
10:33 Good thing with the smoke last night i didn't remember the speed limit on the last 6 miles on 205 was 65 and didn't see the sign that could have been hidden by trees. The two remaining cars (of 4) were going under speed limit but i had to go a bit over to pass them.
10:38 Covers.
The lodge.
Putin's jacket is similar to my new one, also driving at night. I said it several times before, i think of it all the time, at every news i see about it. The war in Ukraine is being used as an allegory. Also the weird coincidence. Putin, Trump to be arrested.
10 milioane? Ăsta e pragul de intrare la fondul unde era CEO James Rudd, consulul României în Portland.
10:52 Goatee.
11:08 Slammed doors. I think the crocodile knocked on door with his protruding teeth.
11:40 Last couple times i went to Spirit Mountain played mostly pocker (maybe 50 bucks in total). Never finished 20 dollars at poker faster. I calculated the return was about 30-40% (was playing on a card) and i had a few big hands too including 5s at a time (playing deuces) and i think a royal flush (with deuces) but at 3 hands that is diluted by 3.
When i said the pocker can giver you close to 100% returns i was referring to Indian Head, because that is the furthest in Oregon. Last night we had a total of 120 dollars free play, one of the reasons we went there in the first free snow free day, a 100 miles drive over Mount Hood (but the weather will change back for the next month). Not many people from Portland go there, i can see it when i get back, the road is mostly empty and they were a total of about 100 cars in the parking lot last night.
But that is not the case anymore. Last night at poker it was like 70% over there too and all the other machines were much lower. I know they not only have settings, they can give you a hand whenever they want with the click of a mouse or something from the control room. That does not fits the definition of gambling by any means.
Spirit Mountain is closest to both Portland and Salem (under 50 miles) and they basically rob you of your money. It's the worse casino I've ever been too in the whole western US when it comes to winnings.
12:10 For what's worth it. Just remembered something from IMU. There was this guy Mitică in the next office who looked like Mick Jagger (at five ten he is not as tall as me, right?). Also a woman who looked like ONJ. And my boss who locked like... And Mitică invited us to a party ("his birthday"). After the first drinks we started dancing and ONJ who was dressed in a red velvet dress kinda wrapped her hands around my neck and i danced with the other woman too who was like visibly pregnant, and looked like Carla Bruni (first time realized today, not sure of eye colour though, can't remember, that woman was totally brunette, Bruni, duh!).
Then my boss asked me to walk him home (he was living nearby, he said he was once stabbed in that area) and i did but could not find my way back to that apartment (i guess first drinks did it) as all the buildings and apartments looked to me the same that night.
Over the years i realized, it would have been a special party that night.
3:33 We can still remember the times when a monthly payment for a loan were not going first towards cash advances. We can thank Mr. Obama for fixing that.
However banks are making all kinda "mistakes" and try to work around against that bill. Angela was somehow stuck with a 55 dollars a month for a "sticking" cash advance because she had different promotions to pay off and the computer was sorting them in a the order of credit request instead of expiration date (from what my poor microwave washed out drunken brain can understand). The two women she talked to at the bank for about an hour were driving her mad and she started to yell as i haven't heard in a long time. But it was inside not in the balcony thought the man upstairs started to agitate and pace like i did (one in one thousands time when he maybe had a reason).
No big coincidence, the offending statement came in the mail today, though Angela was expecting it, "knowing what they are doing".
It all reminds me of times when we were spending hours in weekends (somehow all screwed up bills always come in weekends) on the phone to fix those.
I was very nervous also because she was talking on the cell phone (though on speaker phone) and i put the beeper (alarm) next to her but she would not understand. I tried to make her talk from google voice on the laptop from the start but she wouldn't saying that she doesn't like the quality of the sound. I don't believe it's worse than a cell phone though.
4:10 When i got out of the shower i realized how much smoke is here. A component of the smell is garbage. Could be the reason Angela was yelling so loud on the phone? When i went earlier outside to search something in the car, the smoke was much stronger. I stepped on a few mole holes, it got better A car full of Asian chicanos passed and the driver was grining at me and yelling at the others: Cada vez... something.
Also the guy upstairs started to yell again and for the first time i realized he might be yelling both because he's "under the influence" of that smoke and also "he believes" the smoke is coming from us.
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