Someone keeps suggesting...

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A bird's tale.  Shut up I am told.


All I have to say is...

You can't be reasonable with bureacrats.  And once on their list, there is no way off.

So do it wtit large and loud.  It doesn't matter, in the warning's sense, to shut up.
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On another matter, I have been, ultimately, dissatisfied with the portable bidets I have tried.  And I have tried.  So?  So I bought one that connects to the water.  Cold water only.  Curious and frightened.  Determined as well.  I have genuinely been too busy.  But a project fell through for tonight, so while else tinkering, I will install it tonight.  I... may not use it immediately... or I may.
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Oh, and she is back.  She dug further back.  I finally noticed, officially.

Did she, they, know who I was.  I told them.  The funny thing about women is, the surest way to lie to them is to tell the absolute truth to the best of your knowledge and capababilita.  ;p  I think it is because they are such phenomenal liars.  And thieves.  Not sure which they do best.  Anyway...  I knew that even then.

Of course, even women sometimes realize when they have been swallowed whole.  Often just as, or before, they are about to be spat out, though sometimes before.  Create a bellyache, get your wish for a permanent vacation granted!  There are times when being penniless and disabled have merit.

Still, I miss her.  I'm... pretty sure which she.  I wouldn't run off these days.  I have nowhere else to go, nothing else to do.  It's funny, they hate their guy as much for being wrong, and needing him, as because we don't judge them for it.  Just the opposite of what they say.  But I already mentioned that.  Later.