Damn, that lying redbush makes me sick.

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Every morning about 0030, I get the latest NottaVax body/casualty counts from TheLeenaChik when she gets here from the hospital city she work at. It's no wonder she has PTSD (PVSD). Now that they're targeting young children now, I don't know how she musters up the strength to do it the next day.

Evidently the PTB is hell-bent to kill as many of us that they can. I was kind of hoping that Aleena would be back at her apartment by now, but they keep upping the pressure and she's still afraid to be alone. I've had/got PTSD, I know what she's going through. I'm not really crazy about a relationship based on pity with a gal half my age, but I don't care anymore. I'll roll with the crazy. I'm really starting to feel bad about sending her into the killing zone (The Road to Hell) everyday. Maybe things will square away after the holidays. I'll let her do whatever she wants, it's no skin off my nose.

Like my buddy Greg used to say, "Hey man, it's another heartbeat in the house."

I suppose if I really wanted that, I'd adopt a puppy. At least I don't have to go out and clean up poop in the yard every day.