Saturday, September 26, 2009

Another day's energy uselessly spent...Part Quatro

My latin is rusty, but my heart is pure... (armor's rusty too)

Yea right. I'm too old for this crap. I lost another ENTIRE study day. I have no me left.

Once again, I'm out $$$ I don't have; and don't appreciate having to absorb. It was much easier in the 60's, "grass, gas, or ass...". And I'm only half-way kidding. Exit stage (what) right/left/upside down? most current person-I'm-trying-to-help. Cops in supervision. (I feel sorry for them, crappy deal all around). I'm just not equipped for this; and am hanging up my damm armor. Period. The next one better have a checkbook that contains cash(e) money; or at least the ability to buy his/her own groceries.

I can feel sorry for animals. They don't have a voice. People, though... ought to know better. If mentally ill, either they check their tinfoil hats at the door, or they go to the proper authorities.

But, "he said: You can save only one..." I asked "why". The reply: "Because any more and you drown, too."

But why can it be only one...

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