Alright. That was great. She got me a pizza, 2 pops, & a carton of smokes. That's substantial.

 Got my Cash Assistance notice in the mail. They're asking me for proof of disability. I guess what they mean by that, however, is Social Security. The roads will be cleared tomorrow, so I'm just going to have to go ask Social Security what they're doing. Because I've been told that they put me on SSDI & SSRI. It's SSI+SSRI=SSDI+SSRI. 

I'm hoping they're working on the package for me. I'm getting complaints, though. This is why I just needed my money. These people are envious & jealous of my success, & they're being assailants that the Police have been giving the clearance & right away. Just speaking of the occasion, they're accusing me of rape. I mean, they need to get real.

This isn't the first time this has happened. I think it is that the Theremins are causing sporadic sex. Because I've been told I have 47 kids out there. I'm I.W.M. I'm not experiencing it going on. Then it is theremins. "Mojo." I'm a trained martial artists, you people aren't witnessing it. Those day dreams you get about men or women are actually sporadic sex scenes. 

I.W.M. is Uther the Light Bringer. I'm still Odysseus. Then you do just hoard the children & pray for the best. Earthlings will have my experience of lifestyle, which is evil. Why? I had severe affliction. People could have made me happy, though. My Dad wanted me to be ready for "the real-world," so he wasn't making me feel good or happy. Sadness is said to be as painful as an open wound.

So, even though I had my Dad, I still wasn't happy. Things catch up with you. My Dad was drilling me to get the house paid for, get a 401k (a job likewise), & ensure that I never had any preventable disease, accidental crime, or accidental forfeiture such as injury (disability). So, now at 35-36 years of age I get to retire with a full basket. He took care of that. These children that we hoard will most likely not have the ability to unanimously do this. They will experience an evil sometime in life.

I'm glad my Dad taught me that now, because I've measured his actions. He was still being a good Dad. He was being very discipline & strict, however, though. So, yeah. I'll have to walk down to Social Security tomorrow or on Monday. Yeah, I need to make ten bucks & get some coffee. I'll go panhandle. The money will be good tomorrow. I should be able to walk down & pick that up.