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HOW IT ALLLLLLLL WENT DOWN...THE BLOW-OUT.

(Firstly...I wish To Apologize to Interested Parties and Curious Fiends, and ALL whom Know I Loathe Them...I apologize that my Loyalty In Keeping up with you Are not being Documented...AKA: I REALLY Have to read and Go..Literally...However, I DO Plan To Write Y'all...Besides...I Only Have TWO more Days Here Really..So That IS Quite Good...I May need to be Very Busy then and Now...And Then Going Into My New Place??? For The Very First Time with so Many New Toys!!! I am Being Good...Good at Bein Naughty and Drinkin' Red Wine Out of The Cellar Like A Fool...But THIS Is My Interpretation of how ALL the Tension went down today...and How I experienced it...Oh, This May be A Bit Long...BUT, I May Have to Run...Not My Damned Computer , You Know...)

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HOW IT ALL WENT DOWN...




PART I

It Was THEE Fight of ALL Fights...

Thee Mighty Blows Had come to Center Ring...

*DING*

In One Corner, We Have An Introverted, Never-Left-Home-Lost-Her-Marine Boy To Someone Else Type Well To Do Fucked Up Little Bitch Of A Sister...Saving Her Strength In Retaining A Well Respected, Albeit, BORING as Fuck Job;"Artistic Communications."...AKA Computer Graphic Arts" Her Motivation and Role? Executrix To The Will...Thee "Secret Will" The One My Father, The Opposing Force, Was NOT Privy to...Making Sure That He Didn't Know...She is VERY Proud...He Lost Out on More than He Had Thought He was going to...So...She kinda Has him By The Balls Legally Speaking...Of, Course, My Name Is Under Hers In EVERYTHING That Matters, (& Also Above In Many Just The Same...)It was Equalled between us exactly...She was The One whom was here, Just "Here", Right?

My Father, Though Under-Handed in This...With A Mistress...OOOOooooOOOOooooOOOO, About ALL of the Time...His Latest, the Daughter of Two Of Adolf Hitlers 'Close' and 'Long-Employed Proudly' Devout Circle of Workers...Well...He worked Up in There, and So did Her Mom...Some Secretary of Six that He ALWAYS Had At one Point...Especially in the end...My Father Likes This VERY Much...I Looked For Her At The Funeral...Knowing I would Be able to catch Her...Or Even Any Past Hopefuls Perhaps...But My Father Does have Good Taste...Smart, Strong Women...So They Would not be so stupid. (Although I Did, However, Find A Hidden Cache of Letters Disguised in The Form of A Sympathy Card, That had Signatures, and TOO Much Info...And He said SHE was a 'Smart, Occultist...' If She Was? Knowing I was going to be Here?? (Which she knows ALOT about when it comes to me and My Path, Although, '...She Really wants to Meet Me...', I am gonna keep a Little 'Investment in My Own Personal Well-Being with this Magickal Insurance', As I have Also Gained The Trust of A Madman Not understood By His Youngest Daughter, With Whom he states "He NEVER really Liked" (THAT'S The Polite Terms...) So, I have Become The Understanding Illuminated, Wise One, Instant Trust...Which Is Important in My Role...

Me? I am The Referree with An Excuse to Be The Third Party to Both Opposing Sides...And To Generally Just Shut My Mouth and Be Good with Shit...and Things will be Good...So...What Is MY Motivation?
I have to Play Referee...In the Truest Sense...Because They Are Both Realizing That I Am Leaving...Once I Leave?(Which Is 2 Days, Not A day too soon Either, I may add), They Shall be Forced to Now Live Here One on One...That means This House is Going to Become A Warzone, As My Sister will stand By and Watch This New Found Freedom of My Father Rather Disgusting, So she will just be Forced to FINALLY move Out...Something that she Has Never Had The Balls to Do Before...


They HATE eachother...One Seeths with Dripping Saliva Whilst Yelling, Shaking Fist with Fury, and Warning that If One even thinks of Crossing them...Let em', Let's Go...Playing The Character of 'The Fool', As we Witches would Say...A Highly Dangerous Card denoting Exactly what He is Doing rather well in his Role.Only, There is A Slight Problem...He Knows How to Penetrate certain Parts of My Psychic Walls only because of his Own Ability that I never questioned...And One I am Damned Glad I am Privy of though, Both An Honorable Trait to Allow another to Know that they could potentially hurt you..So you know Which Defense System to Use...I thought that Was Nice...

So Today...It Started with A Delivery Problem, and Then A Bank Problem, and Then ALL these other stupid Paper Trail Crap BULL shit Problems that It is Ony because I know That There are Things My Sister was Instructed to Install when It became neccessary, A 'Failsafe' if you may, ...and Therefore...SHE, Has THEE Power... However, Again Also being somewhat Foolish Not recognizing her naivite in SO many areas...She NEVER did do well in The School of Life...

I, The Referee, am actually what ALL Referees Were back in The Good Ol Days....On The Side That Has MY Best Interests...The Fight Is Gonna Go...I WILL get MY Hazard Pay for Being a Side...Should I wish, As Controlled By A 'Higher Employer", Whatever you-have-be...To Me? I Only Have MY Interests at Hand in All this Crap...I can stand Back and Watch it, and Then Smile, Knowing that I am in The best possible position.

They Have Both shown Thier Underbelly to me tho...Because I Offer that 'Quaint' L'il Bit of 'wisdom' that neither Questions...Which IS A Good Thing...(And Remember...IF I could...I would of Bought The 5 Minutes before She Died Thing
Trust Me.

So It Just Always 'started' like A Time Bomb...With Strutting and Stomping Procedures On Both sides of The Arena...(Our Lower Living Room...The One with The High Tech Shit, As Opposed To The X'Mas One...(Ya All Know what I Mean) But The TV Was Ordereded Off...And That, Was When I Knew I Just Heard The Warning Strike of the Bell...

INSTANTLY! Both Sides Rised Up In Defense, As If A Bell Had Indeed Just went Off...Signaling It was now time to Beat The Blood outta That Other Guys Head...Bash That Mutha...

Intellectually and Life Wisdom wise, My Father Has Her Beat By A Force she will Never know or even come Close to Experiencing...The World is going to eat this Little One, (And Oh, what A Teeny One she is too...I am 5'10 and A Half, She is 5'2..Maybe? We don't look anythng alike...She is 28, just in case you are wandering...Drives a little Black Honda Del Sol...2 Seater, She cannot drive worth shit though...As Is usually The case.

And My Dad? He was A Drag Racer in the NHRA, For YEARS... I am actually Looking at Some of the already willed to me trophies from Rallys in Florida in the Early 70's and then some... Even A few Before The Marines...and Nam....He still always had A Drag Muscle Car of some Impressing sort...I shall Have to show you pics of The Corvettes...*tingles*

(I Think I had My Very First sexual experience when I was young and at the Races near the Pit....It Vibrated alot down there on those metal...and the wooden ones as well)...Oh No...I am Rambling...AND it is Getting too Long...I am Gonna Have to Tell you The Rest later...I have "The Tingler" waiting to Be seen The Way I Haven't seen it in Awhile...

I am just going to use this as I have used A Journal in The Past...Except Real People never commented in mine before... So , Like I said...Remember, I Am A Madwoman...So Consider These The Scribblings of One Helluva One...I shall try, YES, The operative word is most indeed 'TRY' to get on here as much as I can....But Y'all Understand, All of This?...And I am Goin Home!!!
Please Be Patient with me...

I am Busy Doing Nothing...



OOogaBOOoga....

SS



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