Friday, November 12, 2004
OOohhh.. Revenge is SUCH a delight! :) I just couldn't wait to jump online here and brag about this. I so LOVE the Phantom of the Opera.
Freedom depends on free press. When a newspaper becoems one-sided and corrupt, it is up to those few brave people to join together and fight for freedom. Against opression.
Ring around the rosy.
Pocket full of posy.
we all fall DOWN!
Update somming soon.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Ah.. Good to be finally back in Portland. Walter has been so kind as to set me up with the latest and greatest in computers and I'm now officially back online.
The only thing that bothers me is that I see my site has been visited by some people who weren't on my side before. Do you fear me little people? Well? Do you cower in fear that I, the great liberator of this generation has returned to face his destiny? Heh. I think you are. I think I have you shaking in your boots and if I don't, then you truly are as stupid as I thought you were melody.
MMEELllLLOODDDYYYyyyy... why won't you go out with me. LOL. Truly, the man is a genius. Soon, it will be the end of all humanity. No more time for last minute shopping, it's time to face your final destiny......
Anyway, I need to go. I'm resupplying and heading up to amboy tomorrow first thing. I got a little surprise for the newspaper. :)
Thursday, October 28, 2004
For some reason, this bothers me. The fact that they think I'm dead. Why does it upset me so much? I'm not sure. Probably all Melodys fault. Someone should teach that bitch a lesson one of these days.
I've been staying up later and later into the night like I used to do before. As some of you loyal readers may remember, I mentioned a pile of coke cans. Well, my new apartment has a full wall of cans right now. HAH! Take that Kaethe Kollwitz!
I've been off my meds for awhile now and I put in my termination of Rental to the manager here. I have to get back to Portland. I have to get back to Melody. I have to.. reach my destiny.
Wish me luck.
Monday, October 25, 2004
Dead?? DEAD!? Ms. Saida Sagefrost, I can assure you that I am not dead.
I swear.. Those backwoods newspapers have the gall to post a fake obit about my demise. I can assure you loyal people that the voice of freedom is alive and well. In fact, since my last blog entry, I've been working hard to secure YOUR freedoms from Grendel.
In fact, I have gained a supporter in my fight for freedom. Mr. Walter Kinsley is a true patroit and understands the need to keep big goverment out of the bedrooms of the American people.
I look forward to fighting with you all again and together, we can make this country safe. GOD BLESS AMERICA!
Friday, April 16, 2004
I've come into Sin City finally and I'm looking to set up shop. A router for
the phone company should do nicely for the show. I hope to get it all set up
and start at the usual time.
On the bus, I found something odd. My cell phone called one of my relays in
Oregon that I set up to confuse people. I know I didn't call it. The number
is falimiar to me, but I'm not sure why. It's a baltimore number, but I
don't recall knowing anyone in Baltimore. The stranger thing is that it was
called while I was asleep. Perhaps I rolled over onto the keys or something.
The automated security I set up at my Oregon location is working nicely. The
backup server seems to have gone online and though I lost some files that I
was working on, the security program reconized a threat of someone hacking
at the individual directories. So it appears to have locked them down.
Thank goodness the puppy is reported safe. I was starting to worry about
her. Desperite times and all that however. She isn't going to piss on my
Anyway, It's time to set up shop. I hope people are able to work through the
nesserary obfusication on my webpage. Heh. If not, they can always just seek
out Grendel themselves and keep hitting refresh I guess. LOL. That's a good
test to see if they are trully on my side.
Thursday, April 15, 2004
"On the Road again." Taking Greyhound is worse then doing Tri-Met it seems, but with my computer and knowing I'm working for the greater good, it's not that bad. I've got a rest stop here in Mojave, CA and I've sent out a notice to my troops to be listening in. When I get to my location, I'll set up camp for awhile. Perhaps I should take in a Casino or show. My puppy should be happy to see me when I get there. She looks so thirsty. Perhaps I should give her something else to drink so she doesn't piss it out so fast.
Monday, April 12, 2004
Sunday, April 11, 2004
I went to see that movie about Christ. It is Easter Time and all. I had never given the meaning of life much thought. I just worked with code. Lines of code were like heaven. During the movie though I gave some thought to why we were here. Why live? I came up with what I feel is a logical answer.
Without us, GOD would be something no one would worship. No universe. Nothing would exist. So God created us to define himself. Our after life needs something too. If we never experienced life on earth we would have nothing to define who we are in the afterlife. Imagine heaven with out anything to share. That would almost be hell to me. I don't care if I feel good. But if I have eternity to sit and do nothing outside my mortal body I would go insane. Imagine no one to ask what they did during their time on earth, because they never lived. They would be a blank spirit and every soul would be the same. God needs us, like we need him.
Saturday, April 10, 2004
When I was a little boy, I had a puppy. The puppy licked my face and slept on my arm. He was so soft and cute. He had a little bark and big paws he kept tripping over. One day I let the puppy play outside and the puppy was killed. I hurt inside. I should of kept the puppy inside a fence. Where it couldn't be hurt, and I couldn't be hurt.
Friday, April 09, 2004
I am excited to find out more about Krystal. I almost certain she is trying to find a way to get me thrown in jail. Yet, I am flying her to Portland. A meeting will give me a chance to influence her away from Ideltech, and help find the other lambs about to be slaughtered. If I can't convince her, I am not sure what I can do to keep her from going straight to the authorities. Maybe I should call some people.
Thursday, April 08, 2004
New meds are working well. So, the restraining order didn't work. The cow-hick took it to court with her high priced laywer furnished by the idle techno jock. Says that if the information is not printed and distrubuted in a published format the information is not journalism. Slander went through the window. Then he said everything she does in her own group is protected under the first ammendment. I wonder if my words will be protected by the first ammendment if I carve them into her belly.
Monday, April 05, 2004
I haven't felt good for about a week now. So I looked up the Gabapentin and found the possible side effects.
More Common: Clumsiness or unsteadiness; continuous, uncontrolled back and forth and/or rolling eye movements
Less Common: Depression, irritability, or other mood or mental changes; loss of memory
Rare: Fever or chills; cough or hoarseness; lower back or side pain; painful or difficult urination
Well, I had many of the uncommon ones.
And then I saw this.
Diarrhea; dryness of mouth or throat; frequent urination; headache; indigestion; low blood pressure; nausea; noise in ears; runny nose; slurred speech; trouble in thinking; trouble in sleeping; vomiting; weakness or loss of strength; weight gain
I am done taking those. Going to see the doc today for a different anti-seizure med.
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Why do I keep coming back to Amboy Monthly. It is like the feeling of going back to the place you had a carwreck to relive it. The cow-hick put a silly little thing in the fun&games page. Maybe I should write her and tell her I like to break the law, and hack computers.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
I am at a lost. They don't get it. There are certain eyes watching. Yet they use keywords. The Spiderman movie is off. Maybe they will figure out my new plans.
Friday, April 02, 2004
I am feeling on top of the world again. People know what is happening. Ideltech is exposed and I did it. I hope my martyr spirit is my salvation. I seek no longer death for worth. I seek truth and the chance to spread it. I am no longer the disregarded, I am the guide.
I was being followed by two undercover cops. I wasn't sure they were law enforcement, but they sure were obvious. I lost them for a second in the Rose Garden. I saw a Pay Phone of the beaten path and figured I better get a call out. In case these were my last seconds. The only number I had was Ursula's. I was going to call her to speak more truth. Just when she got to a place she could talk I was wrestled by three police officers to the ground and then read my rights. The police officer started asking her questions. I don't know what she told them. Do I trust her? I hope so. The back of the police car smelled like vomit. I wanted to give them something to clean up, but couldn't bring myself to go that far. I am civilized even if most of the world forgot what it was. When I got to the police station Jude was standing there talking to a police officer. He looked me right in the eyes. He looked like he was trying to accuse me of something. The little bastard. The booking was embarrasing. The guy asked me to pull my underwear down and spread my cheeks. Why the hell? Yeah, I knew I was going to be arrested so I hid a freaking metal file between my crack. My response was, "I thought they do that in the other rooms." He said, "Keep it up." After pictures and fingerprinting I was done and released. No charges were pressed. Of course not, would Ideltech want to testify to their malicious wrong doings? NO!
My picture ended up in the paper. www.amboymonthly.com/news.htm
The stupid cow hick from Powell's. Why does she keep popping up when I am in embarrasing moments? I am done messing with these guys. A restraining order makes me have to alter my game a little bit. They have to come to me. Hopefully they can find the path to talk about The new Spiderman movie. For now I sit behind a friend of mine who types on the computer for me. This is my only way to write my log.