I’m at St. Louis Bread Co. @ 7th & Russell, drinking coffee. Jen and Terry joined me here. I was supposed to meet Vince at 10 am. It’s 11:52am. Guess crankhead forgot or just doesn’t want to be my roommate. His loss.
I do NOT talk to Livelihood! That’s what some employees here are talking about and people say that everywhere. I don’t talk to “gentlemen” either! Even cops at the library repeat those lies. I’m sick of it. Earlier, Jen told someone that I talk to livelihood. I don’t even know what that means! I get tortured with sonic wave and microwave weapons and interrogated and exploited to talk. I have no choice for 8 years. I have no idea who I am talking to and it doesn’t matter. Obviously, my house is bugged and there is audio input on up to 21 levels, which can be used simultaneously.
Ugh. I guess Vince hates me as he didn’t show this morning. WHY? Oh well. Hurts my feelings and I wasn’t asking him to be anything other than my roommate.
