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Now a big booty having chick is riding the scooter around the parking lot. Some of these people have enough body fat to live on for a year. One broad is so fat, she has an extra pair of tiddies on her back. One of the snorers sounds like he's about to choke on his neck fat.

Why do fat men imagine you want to watch them dance anyway? Lol

Mark goes around with no shirt and a pair of suspenders on in the late afternoon. Yesterday, a woman yelled at him to put a shirt on.

Mark isn't really obese. He just has a big old man belly. Still, nobody wants to see that.

I had a paperclip somewhere in the car, but now I can't find it. I wanted to use it to keep my bag of fried pork rinds from spilling inside my carry bag.

I classify a paperclip as a McGyvering tool, rather than an office supply.

Clothes pins and twist ties are also good.

Someone commented the other day that they saw signs that gangs from Detroit are coming this way. They burn buildings and lob napalm Molotov cocktails at police stations, said he. He said the cops in Detroit beat the homeless with their nightsticks, including little old ladies. The cops here wouldn't do that. They might execute especially violent gang members though. Nobody would complain that much if they did.

(09-23-2022, 05:07 PM)Dark Dick Wrote: [ -> ]Clothes pins and twist ties are also good.

I used a twist tie to bundle the phone charger cable and aux cable in my car yesterday.

Did I mention I have nicknames for some of the people down here? There's one woman who has a rather generous secretarial spread, and thighs that stick out even beyond that. I call her Double Wide.

Double Wide just bought a pop. Lol

(09-23-2022, 05:11 PM)user328 Wrote: [ -> ]Someone commented the other day that they saw signs that gangs from Detroit are coming this way. They burn buildings and lob napalm Molotov cocktails at police stations, said he.

Those people aren't "from" Detroit...

They're probably the "immigrants" that have been flooding the border.

This morning, while I thinking about counting my change to see if I had enough for a pack of smokes, Shane handed me a $20 bill. He told me to bring him a pack of smokes and a lighter, and the rest was mine.

Narcissists should be dismembered and the pieces buried in separate lands far from one another, to ensure they don't demonically reassemble unto physical manifestation.

(09-23-2022, 07:08 AM)user328 Wrote: [ -> ]Sounds like quite the adventure, Guest.
If I were still young and able-bodied, I'd have been working at day labor for the past month and have a room in a dingy boarding house by now. It takes ages for disability benefits to be approved, and there's no guarantee I'll even get them. If all else fails, I'll try to score some temp gigs at Robert Half. I worked for them before I left this town the last time, and they sent me out on some easy clerical jobs.

Oh wow. I thought you were already getting them. Well; from what I know about SSBenis are ,
you have to have been employed for at least 5 months at the time of you application, then you
sit, hurry up and wait to see a dr and then (takes each case differently) it took 2months to get
it and they will pay you (backpay) from the time joblessness started (month 1-present) and then
you're set. I'm not sure how I got mine so quickly; even the interview with the fed shrink only 
lasted 15 minutes. I had lots of paper work though to back up the claim "Doc! I just can't work
continuously with dumb people; I see dumb people doc!" (previous run ins with the thought police
and reality police law; once got pulled over by the thought police as my brain was illegally modified
and I was thinking 45,000 thoughts per second in a 5 thoughts per second neural realm). 

I was awarded ssdi, had to say goodbye to my girlfriend and as per usual as a dumb young man; I 
hated breaking a heart and so I took about 500 of it and bought a ring on sale with a small diamond 
and two emeralds set on 14k bank that was on sale for about $500 and told her sorry, it's not me...
it you. LOL. I always had to give away prizes when I broke up with a girl I liked. I felt like shit and all
the womenz usually loved jewelry. She was a good person, nurse me and put up with me when I was
pretty much stark raving mad on the inside, cold concealed and robotic on the outside. It was very 
weird, back then...the adventures in maniahood were beyond the scope of all human behavior. 

We recently got in touch about a year ago (I left that place up north in 2001) and she's single and has
a nice job, owns her home and has a brilliant daughter but no boyfriend, and still just as funny as she
was a long time ago. Minneapolis in 1999/2000 was a different place. It was relatively safe, I lived near
the UofM and had some interesting times there. The first wave of immigrants/refugees from Somalia were
there and quiet, kept to themselves and mostly drove taxis and chewed on that khat-drug. None of them 
had integrated into society beyond that. Now that place is a hotbed for radical politics and a lot of really
dumb stuff has happened since I've left. I mean they were nice and seemingly simple folk really. Minnesotans
always seemed like... 1950's friendly. Now it's kinda crazy politically. Odd I ended up there really, they elected
Jesse Ventura to Governor when I was there and that guy is a NUT! You'd think he's 'on the American peoples'
side with his whole conspiracy show but looking back he's part of the degradation. He never touched on the
'hard' conspiracies so his show was just bullshit and he wanted to legalize EVERY drug known to man as well
as prostitution in that state. He's definitely was a useful idiot and only lasted one term I think. 

Hope you get fast tracked; I see you're playing it safe and giving no identification for jobs. 

I think living in a half-way house, or boarding house isn't too bad if you have your own room. I'm ready to get
off of SSDI personally. It's had a good run and afforded me to put all my time and effort into one thing and that
project is about to end.

If you do get set up, there's lots of social program to assist you in addition to SSDI, free phone which you know about, 
free internet (affordable connectivity program), medicare is available one year after the date of your award letter stating
you've been approved and now medicare has super health bennies if you also receive medicaid. They will let you go with
one of two supplemental insurances that not only pay for EVERYTHING and zero copay on meds, now they have a catalog
which allows you to have $250 each quarter to pick out OTC items (health and wellness stuff) and have them shipped to you
at no cost (got a weighted blanket, vitamins, electric tooth brush, lots of other crap) AND they offer free transportation to and 
from appointments as well as a $50 food card (not State Snap/EBT) that's refilled each month and other benefits to stay healthy
like giving you a $50 amazon/walmart gift card for getting a physical once a year. 

I've lived well on very little and am glad everything turned out as it did. We're all 'works' in progress; however, I think I'm a work
that just got started and the more sober and drug free I am, the more I exercise, the more I force myself to do things my emotional
mind 'doesn't feel like doing' the better and cleaner the rewiring it. I look back at lifetime of drug use and addiction to weed and think
how sad, but also how wonderful it is to see it, the cycle, and how weak I was to the reptile part of the brain (feelings) and thank God
for deliverance through serendipitous providence. Some people I guess (me especially) just take a long time to learn because they're 
stubborn and stuck in a loop. Dang. A looping cycle for a LONG time. 

One thing I came to recognize were my own parents reasons for why they were like they were. Forgiveness is good stuff. It's totally
for you, not for them. Seeing them as unrealized and broken humans and understanding how they got that way helps realize they
were emotional children and children do childish things when provoked. I love my parents and glad they did their best; I sure was a 
handful. Both of them legit geniuses but very low e.q.s. No one is born emotionally intelligent; we learn from good models, or learn
the hard way. Being at peace with the past and nullifying that hold it has on you is freedom; true freedom. 

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I'm in the day shelter parking lot. It's closed on weekends. We park here on weekends because several trucks come by in the course of the day, bringing food, clothes, and other stuff.

(09-24-2022, 07:27 AM)user328 Wrote: [ -> ]Narcissists should be dismembered and the pieces buried in separate lands far from one another, to ensure they don't demonically reassemble unto physical manifestation.

Narcissists don't choose to be Narcissists. It's bad nurture. Maybe you aren't a victim of them; you've been given an opportunity to be free 
of them. Hate and Love carry the same intensity of energy; hate is wasted energy and the same amount that goes into love. Seeing the good
in the bad is helpful, like zen type neg to pos viewing. On some bad days I have, which are becoming more and more infrequent; I try to see
if there is hidden education in that 'bad' day to learn and there always is. I feel very 'robbed' if there's nothing to learn from a bad experience. 
Like it's part of growth to see something as a stepping stone forward instead of an imaginary hand knocking me back. Staying out of a victim
mentality has been key for me. I've been my own worst enemy for sure; and have always blamed things outside of me for this, that, and the other. 

That's lot of painful energy; lots of 'useful' energy you have. Art is great for expressing it, and writing it down. I'm sure making this thread is more
than just communication; it's cathartic hopefully. 

When it clicks, it's a loud rush of wind into a self made hardened facility where you've been kept safe from the outside and the dust settles and sunshine
and blue skies with a beautiful green earth await you (when it's time) to take it and own it and see it's safe to come out; not all is a desolate wasteland
of survivors and abusers, our emotions and imagination can paint it so; what it paints it can also repaint.

In fact, I seldom go inside the day shelter anymore, except to pee. I discovered Jimmy Dean sausage, egg, and cheese croissants at 7-Eleven, and they blow away the god awful breakfast at the shelter. I occasionally get one for dinner, in case the night shelter has no food.

Probably too much info, but relevant to any description of homeless life.

It's outrageously difficult to stay hydrated when you're broiling in the summer heat for 12 hours every day. I was constipated for at least a week. My medical condition makes me prone to constipation anyway.

Stool softeners alone don't work very well. I had one of the doctors at the VA prescribe me some polyethylene glycol. This is a big jug of powder similar to Mylanta. You mix it with water. I swilled a dose the other day.

Day before yesterday, I took a huge dump that was rather hard and dry. Then last night I took another massive crap that slid out moist and easy. I'm literally five pounds lighter now, and feeling pretty good.

Occasionally, one of the denizens will go off their meds and walk around shouting obscenities and threats at an imaginary foe.

About the website revamp.

What I have in mind is to have notifications and private messages appear in the main chat. If your preferences are set to alert you to any forum posts, an excerpt of the post will appear in chat too. You can click on any of these items to see the thread or conversation in the original format.

"Who's Online" and follows/followers will remain in the sidebar as before.

As usual, all of this will be done according to your preferences. As before, you won't be able to block anyone in main chat. On a moderated site, if someone is being disruptive, it's down to the moderator to remove them.