Wednesday, September 4, 2024

Today, I haven't made it to the UPS Store. By relay, I'm told that nothing has been delivered, for me. I'm under attack. I woke up at about 4:30 A.M., terrorized by people using nuclear weapons, on my brain. The region is hostile.

According to Portland law, the landlord has to wait 10-13 days without rental payment, then post a summons, on my door. Rent was paid, by the 30th. I'd have to file with the Court, to appeal the eviction, then prove that rent was paid. A group of U.S. military, military intelligence, and Pratt & Whitney employees plan to illegally evict me.

Yesterday, I went to Burgerville and had a cheeseburger, french fries, and a coffee-flavored milkshake. I hadn't had a burger, in a while.

I'm trying to read, "Rabbit, Run," by John Updike. I haven't been able to see the print, clearly. I've read some of the last part, of the Book of Genesis, "Yosef."

This morning, I took the above selfie photo, when I went to get breakfast. The people are using nuclear weapons to make each other miserable. This hurts.