War in La Jolla, eighth year, thirteenth entry
War in La Jolla, eighth year, twelfth(a) entry
It would just never occur to you...
You would just never expect...
You had just never even seen anything like that before...
War in La Jolla, eighth year, twelfth entry
I yet do not really have much time to spend on the accounts, and the wikispaces material cannot be modified without moving it to an entirely new provider. Oh to have a real interface, like ssh and local shells.
War in La Jolla, eighth year, eleventh entry
War in La Jolla, eighth year, tenth entry
The MRI cannon is reading the words to some, the keyboard sniffer is relaying the words to others. The constant framing and mapping complex inside the sphinx. Box dropping on every event. Give another BEEP. BEEP could be anything as described in the Jericho and System sect
War in La Jolla, eighth year, ninth entry
Subsequent events provide a fine opportunity for analysis of the level of complexity of the sphinx as it maps the predestination through life to hell. In the past I have discussed the arrangement of the Eiffel Tower of scripts. An eiffel tower is one law of moses, 144,000k people in all, wandering between six hundred some boxes either waiting for the master's voice to drop or shipping all of the witches to hell; a pyramid is a community of wit
War in La Jolla, eighth year, eighth(b)
And this is the projection... the town continues to hide around the corner, and over the hedge, and behind the window, and continues to peck and peck and peck, and continues to run the beastie pedo showoff (usually with pedo abuse, to use the pedo as an assault weapon making noise), for what?
To steal more? Already took everything of value, left the old bulk warehouse material as a grudge sign.
War in La Jolla, eighth year, eighth(a) entry
To be more specific...
It is not so much what was taken, but what was left. Obviously a grudge job. The town showed eight years of all the big money, eighteen months of rampant dogsex pedophilia displays, six months of near nightly dog assaults, two weeks of paid roughs and fighters...
War in La Jolla, eighth year, eighth entry
After nearly eighteen months of daily and nightly dog attacks, the police arrive and gutted me.
War in La Jolla, eighth year, seventh entry
War in La Jolla, eighth year, sixth entry
If the trees begin to grow back a little perhaps the theatre of war could move into late stages. The enemy is exhausted to their final tactics; anything and everything in the world must include dog, don't move or they begin the active event monitor (consider filling your operating system with audio events, we all did, around Win98 and equiv Linux side, when the wm became capable and the code filled with hooks to allow for audio event, and sudde
War in La Jolla, eighth year, fifth entry
The millionaire pretending to be god supernanny complex would be so much more believable if it were not all remote control birds, jungle freak sounds, and suddenly sh*tbags hiding around all of the corners waiting on call. In the early years the spook tactics do add up to a pressure point system for antagonizing and stress-testing targets. In modern practice is nothing but a spy on you freakshow with levels of tactics. Particularly, if an ind
Classic slashdot type story. These were the golden years...
War in La Jolla, eighth year, fourth entry