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I have to freaking go see that. We're off work today and tomorrow too. This is now going to be the activity I plan my entire Sunday afternoon around. Even tho I literally can't stand driving in the Rochester Hills area, oh funny story... Had to get a new ID this spring but they gave me a license... In disbelief I looked up my records online to find the case in which I got the gift of suspension until the seas dry up and the skies burn, well it was inexplicably dropped by the BMV in May 2021! Had license all that time with no idea lol. Freaking game changer tho. Yeah I'm drivin out to seek that sign tomorrow fosho!

I made that one just before going back out ON the road so it is technically an OFF the road project, I think. Idk.

Since around the end of last year til very recently I had just quit doing anything at all, artistically, socially, didn't listen to music no more, just like the will to live life left. I woke up and sat in dimly lit hotel rooms staring at the wall until it was time to work and then I returned to the hotel and the wall I was staring at. I've recently inched out of the shadows back toward the things I used to do, perhaps getting back onto DGN to run off at the mouth and talk me some o' my bullshit might've been a catalyst in that whole process, or I could be full of bullshit. But anyway thanks y'all, I'll pay y'all back tenfold in crazy ass pictures now.

Highway diesel fuel, denatured alcohol, various adhesives, sawdust, the hot metallic smell from a fine dust of scorching hot sparks thrown from a grinder cut off wheel, burning and/or melted plastic and/or rubber, propane gas... death, I smell like death. I reckon that's my fragrance lol.

My tongue is unexplainably as white as my name is, it has mostly been so for many of years. Nosebleeds, weird turmor lump mofo in my nose I've been fighting with for several years could be connected somehow, nose bleed. Pain in jaw, ear, eyes, sometimes I unconsciously lock my jaw down with the bite force of 6 adult sharks and 9 crocodiles... which becomes extremely painful and I've actually had to grab my upper and lower jaws and pry my mouth back open with my hands before. My throat usually hurts like I drank sulfuric acid. Throat swelling closed. Inability to inhale cigarettes smoke with ease, I'm actually trying to quit smoking again now because it's become more pain than pleasure lol. I'm sure there's more stuff, I don't usually experience much comfort sharing personal medical physical type of whatever so it sort of stumped me when you asked lol. My instincts said to answer with "Ahh idk really, don't worry about it I'm fine" lmao

I knew you'd be the first one to jump in here lol. Just from conversing back and forth here on the forum I had always gathered that you posses a good deal of wisdom and knowledge... or is it wisledge... maybe knowdom. Yes you always seemed very knowdomful, and I figured info about medical/healthcare stuff could not escape your knowdomness. Thank you O' Wise Elder TronRP

OMG are you stalking me lmao. Yeah, and we're staying at this super shithole of a red roof inn like 7 minutes down the road from the Ulta lol.

I typically do not go to doctors or participate much in the overall medical industrial complex lol, so it like navigating foreign waters to me. I'm hoping someone here may be able to give me some useful advice or directions in this matter. I am working and staying in the Rochester Hills, MI are and I need to find someplace where I can get seen and checked out for throat cancer which I had not considered before but without getting in the details, let's just say that newly uncovered evidence has made it a top suspect in the case. My random grab bag of possible connected symptoms have all been worsening over time as well. I welcome any thoughts or input that anyone has to offer. Thanks y'all.

Adopt an extreme mindset that NO ONE is the boss of you. Being a contractor, I am technically "self employed" whether I'm working as myself or for another company, or for a man that's working for a man that's working that's working for a middleman, and I behave the same in any situation in any location... batshit f*¢*in' crazy, nobody orders me around, I do what I want whether it's walking backwards thru traffic in front of a grocery store or operating a forklift blindfolded on a multi million dollar job site. (Funny story for another time guys, the entire Rochester Hills sheriff department pulled me over on my drive to work the other morning literally right in front of the parking lot plaza... and I didn't take no sh¡t from them either lol, they sent me on my way told me have a nice day. I said "You ain't the boss of what kinda day I have" lol, the last bit is BS but ya know what I mean homegirl, don't let nobody push ya around. Shifting your mindset to be tha boss, takin no sh¡t from anyone, it can shake up your perspective in positive and empowering ways. That's my 10,000 word long way of saying "always be yourself and don't let no one push you around at least" LMFAO

"t(R.IP.)py" lol

YES YES YES! That's what my throat feels like exactly! Razor blades soaked in kerosene and lit of fire!

I think I shoulda just pushed myself to venture out beyond the 7 mile radius of things between the job site and hotel. I could've looked up and found a Sally's where I'd find the exact damn die that I know I liked. But instead, I got lazy in the Walmart and ended up once with platinum and violet hair, then next with bleach fading into a mint turquoise? ...and becoming a kind of blue-ish grey at the ends... which has an uncanny ability to attract Rochester Hills Police like flies to shit lmfao

WUUHHH?! HUH? WHOA... Why In That Hell Didn't I Get On Here And Read These Things On Monday When I First Arrived Back In State?! OMG LOL

I had just been takin two weeks or so off of work just burnin' thru money... So now back on the road and workin, I'm in that spot, so broke you be sittin there all up in this hood rat ass lookin' Red Roof Inn room, that ain't got no mutha-luvin' microwave oven. The cops is all posted up downstairs in the parking lot, you go ahead and make a Jam Sandwich for yo dinner (that's two slices of bread just jammed into each other, lol... Sometimes tho we call those uns a "Wish Sandwich"... Ya know, like... I wish that hell I had something to put on this mofo sandwich." Think I might walk my grungy broke ass downstairs to that sheriff cruiser and tell that fool "F*¢k Twelve!" then reach on in and jerk that fat fools McDonald's bag right up out his grip. Hell I done typed so long I really am hungry. Ain't got no stove, no microwave radiation cookin' alls I got is jam sandwiches or wish sandwiches today tho.

We actually left work early enough to be able to kick it around the hotel for awhile, then relax and get some rest for once. But I cannot ascertain exactly why In the hell been staring at the Detroit Local news like I was a zombie wtf. All I can ascertain bout that is it ain't entertaining my ass no mo.

Look at it in a positive way, like... it's really not that bad after all, it surely beats the heck outta being stuck having to clean my house ya know, hands down. It's like the unwinnable conflict of the Vietnam War is being played out in proxy with a wide array of trash, pests, mildews, molds, and mice and all of them battle for dominance over all of the floors and ceilings, everywhere from the windows to the walls, and you don't even wanna know... I really don't wanna know either LMAO. I'm sure that you can flip you're monumental cleaning task on its head with no problems at all as long as you hadn't been preoccupied reading this here continuously growing string of methodically typed out nonsense, when all along it may had been more efficient to say "look on the bright side, house cleaning sucks a whole lot more in my hood lol.

Exhausting and damn good. I hired Juan who used to work along with me when I was at Morrow's shit circus hillbilly dope show of a company up until last year. I had spoken out very highly to Mr. Jimmy Hoops, The Bearded Baseball Sized Gauged Earring Dangling Ding-a-ling Spectacle... El Presidente Hoops realized I hadn't sugar coated shit, and was impressed here on day one enough to give Ol' Juan a $3/per hour raise on the amount he had agreed to start him off at. Then after work he told me he found out his wife back home had gotten a raise at her job today as well, so indeed there was much rejoicing altho being dead ass exhausted, to sum that up, it's going well on the road. My drastic change ups at last year's end are beginning to beat fruit and more blue faced dollar bills.

I feel like the cosmos have been rearranging themselves into something that is generating unprecedented good fortune for me in a few ways, even some stuff that I had gave up on seeing "good luck" ever materialize. I found myself in a unique position that may bring about some damn prosperity, I've been able to influence some positive types of shit to come about for certain people. By all means these aughta be some kinda joyful positive times going by, instead tho this whole year I only feel dead on the inside so extremely that a few times I was just as close to being dead outside too. Very weird contradictory vibes I reckon.

Listening to "To Whom It May Concern" by Ghostemane x Parv0 "...It's just a matter of time before I rest my eyes, go to sleep and never come out of it...

Lmfao that damn great. I wish I could a been a fly on the wall for those interactions lol

I am thinking this is a dump ass joint to be stuck here living and/or dying out of for the following 16 weeks or so. Especially having to bunk up two mofo's to a room. Good thing I gots this fresh box Chevy turbo diesel with a banging set of speakers in it up and give to me of sorts. Final thoughts on this... I think my ass just gonna reside in the red roof inn parking lot for the next 16 weeks or so... 'cept while chasing paper, which I got to get moving on in a half hour, no rest for the wicked, the wiccans, or the whackadoodles I weckon, ebba duh ebba duh that's all folks. "Nonsense Rambling Rant 2023 №2" done with. Think I nailed it too... or I should've slept some earlier instead IDK

Haha lol fat stacks of hundreds. Thanx yo. Holy crap I got 65 notifications piled up on here. Aight, okay, I'm here now, I'm back. Why can't I remember where I've been at? What is this blood all over my sleeves? Why am I driving a big ass new Chevrolet pickup truck. Is that a body wrapped up in the truck bed?! Oh shit wtf no that's my suitcase, whatever... It weighs the same as a dead body wrapped up in a rug, that's an easy mistake to make. Not like any of my harder mistakes, those dumber, deadlier, more dire mistakes... but those mistakes are in that past now, they can eat a shit sandwich. My mofo opening "Return to Michigan 2023" late night rantin' and ravin' statement is done now. How y'all been doin up here? How's ya mammy 'n em? Y'all holla back anytime now ya' hear.

Make some adjustments to my weird chrome hair color if my headache goes away.