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  • This beat is Automatic, supersonic, hypnotic, funky fresh

    Feeling sporadic tonight. 

    Thinking about the elites. Thinking about how pathetic the masses are and how we deserve to be spoken about like cattle. We just do whatever these sickos say day after day. We enrich and serve them. They find us disgusting, pathetic, and not even beneath them, on a totally different level we can’t even be compared to them. Maybe we are idiots for not being like them. Sucks if y oh weren’t born into the club. 

    Thinking about how Epstein was essentially a frontline or department manager. Thinking about how it feels like he didn’t have a total monopoly on old money billionaires. Makes me think there’s someone out there catering to the ultra-elite. 

    I’m thinking about energy right now. What do they know about it? Do objects hold energy? Where does it come from? Any living thing, or just people? Is innocent energy more valuable? What are they trying to accumulate energy for? Is it all just about power?

    Like I guess I get why people are out there stealing, scheming, and scamming. It’s hard. 

    People love symbolism. That’s why I believe they leave us little bits of information. They get off on doing things right in our faces. 

    They fear us. They must. Why else spend all this time and energy dividing us. They don’t fear us enough to lie poorly, but enough to keep up some sort of illusion. 

    We follow the rules they make annoying for us and easily circumventable for them. 

    How much of our information has been perverted by the perverts. 

    I’m worried about that rogue lab in Nevada. 

  • Rats. I Need a Snooze!

    Busy Monday so far. Another day where I don’t have too much time to write. I do have some though. I’ve been thinking about quantum physics, observer vs observed, nuclear energy, and such lately. Thinking about early civilization. Thinking about how much of our history we do not have a clue about. Thinking about how much we think we know but we’re wrong. 

    I wonder if there are any languages that have been secretly deciphered. Anyone ever get really into the Voynich manuscript? I just want to know things. I feel like things are being hidden or obfuscated. It’s driving me a little nuts. This has been who’re, but it’s ending :(. I’m sorry. My bad. See you soon

  • Maybe I Was Just Really Tired When I Tried Posting Last Night

    What if we all kissed and made Tubby Custard? I unfortunately spent a decent chunk of my allocated writing time today reassuring an old friend starting at the same job I have that it’s normal to feel absolutely awful about work. It is such a sneakily hard job! I may need to go back to doing the worst part of it soon, but gosh, it is So much easier to deal with that when you know what you’re looking at and talking about when it comes to 90% of the issues. Anyways, I don’t have much time now. I’m feeling a little chubby rn but I’m gonna make myself a midnight milkshake anyway. I could’ve just had chocolate milk to satiate my desires, but the store didn’t have any yesterday :/. Well, they had some, just not the one I like. Anyway, shake was 1/3 vanilla ice cream, 2/3 chocolate ice cream, malted milk powder, and milk. I like a little whipped cream on top sometimes. I am thankful for each day I feel healthy! Bon voyage to those of us embarking on another week. 

  • Idk what happened to this post it’s not even in my drafts?

    You’d probably believe me if I told you I was rewatching “Pluribus” and I’m already halfway done with it. I noticed a few more things the second time around, so far. Currently, at this very moment, I’m watching the new Netflix documentary about the Miracle on Ice in 1980. Lots of hockey stuff out right now. I personally haven’t watched “Heated Rivalry” myself though. I can’t believe the Olympics are almost here. I definitely prefer the summer games, but it’s still very fun. It’s interesting that people from the NHL weren’t able to play in the games back in the day, but in a way, it is kinda fun. Competition definitely adds spice to life. It’s interesting how there’s such a range in competitive nature among people. It’s funny how even amongst teammates, there are often cliques and different factions. Maybe it isn’t often, but it feels like it. It’s interesting how there’s different ways to coach different people. I feel like there may be something to the old-school style of coaching that pushes people to be their best. That involves grit. I don’t think everyone is built for that type of coaching, but I think those that do can will likely rise close to the top. Not to say there aren’t some extremely talented and sensitive athletes out there, but key part of that is extremely talented. Probably need some internal motivation if they can’t handle that type of coaching. You can’t really gently coach someone 100% of the time and have them teach their full potential. Probably says something about the coach’s passion if they can’t co trolling themselves 100% of the time. 

    The most recent Epstein file releases has been making me think of how the downfall of the USSR ruined so many lives and created a space for evil forces to take root. Israel is evil. I’m afraid of the “Epstein” we don’t know about. There’s a market for evil and where there’s demand, there’s a supplier for that market. I believe there’s things that happen that I wouldn’t believe. It’s a depressing thought. Time to rest. Nothing I can do about anything, really. 

    OH MY GODDDNCONSPIRACY WHAT IF THEY DIDNT LIKE HOW IT ENDED AND THATS WHY IT DISAPPEARED

  • Soon

    Okay, okay. One more day of bag posts for a little while after today. Having a weird week. Lots of good. Some meh. Trying my best to be my best. Some days are hard. Today was really pretty good. It’s hard having good days when others are struggling, but being sad isn’t going to really lift anyone bout of poverty, so it’s probably maybe good to not just wallow in sadness every single day,

    Hoping we all have a nice weekend and try our best to make the most out of the good days. I am grateful today. And a little sleepy rn. Good night. It’s cold here in my neck of the woods.

  • BBQ, Hold The Beans

    I think I want to get BBQ tomorrow. It’s ironic that it’s BBQ on a Friday because I’ve kinda been meaning to go to this BBQ spot like 45 minutes away for a nice special they have on Fridays. Anyway. Not going to that one. Going to that truck from that one post where everything was overwhelming on my trip to gather the goods. I really love brisket chili. I really hope tomorrow is a good day. I hope it’s good for all of us. I guess that’s all I really have for now. 

  • Still working My Way Up And Out Of The Beans

    I feel tired tonight. Here is a leopard gecko named Koop to cover me for today. She actually has her own website that displays her in her various hats. Most hats are made of beeswax.

  • Feeling Down in the Beans Today

    In my own world lately. I don’t get it, but it’s an undeniable fact that some people are really bad at cooking. It baffles me, but I just need to accept not everyone has a natural prowess. I feel uncertain about everything again. I don’t really know what to say. I made French toast. I haven’t been doing all that I should. I just feel nervous the past few days. I feel things. 

  • Cold Dry Air. Cold Wet Snow.

    Rewatching Pluribus already LOL. 

    Still not ready to talk about the apple butter. It’s literally good, but I just, I can’t explain. In the mood to walk the beaches of Croatia. 

    Chins and noses are so interesting. I guess profiles in general. Do you ever not look at things because you just don’t want that to become a part of your reality? 

  • Chicken Soup for the Soulless

    The stock. I made it yesterday. What a saga, honestly. To make a long story short, I bought three chicken backs and thought I had frozen bone in chicken thighs at home. I had boneless, skinless breasts. I was like shoot. So after much deliberation, I went to the store at 8 a.m. Saturday morning looking for more. They didn’t have any, so I got feet and necks. I got home and when I started prepping, I washed the backs and feet and it was fine, albeit a little weird since it was my first time handling feet. I went to wash the necks and they fucking smelled. I’ve never gotten necks, so after some Googling I called my mom and my dad said don’t do it. So, I chucked the necks. That was a lot, but oh well. I was not in the mood to go back out, I’m sure it was kinda crazy. So I made do with 3 backs and a pack of feet. I brought them to a boil and tried to skim the scum as well as I could. I eventually added the veggies, aromatics, idk. I used carrot, celery, onion, leek, garlic, bay leaves, rosemary, thyme, some salt, and peppercorns. Oh, I also added a splash of apple cider vinegar to help, like idk, get the stuff off? I let it simmer for like 3-4 hours and then strained it. I didn’t use a cheesecloth bc I didn’t want to. I put the stock in 2 bowls and put them outside to cool. 

    Today, after ultimately spending the night in the fridge, I scraped the fat off the top to the best of my abilities. It was pretty gelatinous, so I think I did pretty well. Trying not to think about the amount of foot juice I’m working with. After scraping off the fat, I needed to clean and chop the veggies. I used potato, turnip, parsnip, carrot, celery, leek, onion, a little ginger, garlic, flat & Italian parsley, dill, salt, and pepper. Sometimes I’ll add turmeric to my soups. Not this time, the color is appealing enough on its own, didn’t feel like I needed it. I used 3 chicken breasts bc that’s what I had and in my mind I was committed to using what was in the freezer, so I did. I started by cooking them in the pot I was planning on using before quickly sautéing the vegetables. I seasoned them with just salt, pepper, and paprika. No real reason, just felt like it. I used a decent amount of the stock from the day before and I didn’t add any water. Just didn’t feel right to me. I ended up making latkes too because I made apple butter again last night. I’m not ready to talk about it yet, so I guess I’ll end it here for now, LOL. Snow day tomorrow!