July 16th, 2025: Woke up super early today, like at somewhere around 6:10am but officially got out of bed at 7:20am, I first walked over to this convenience store to buy some milk and cereal but I realized it was just wasting money going there. So instead I hopped on a bus to the grocery store. On the way this Black woman with a red hair thing stared at me like she was going to start yelling. On the bus ride there, it wasn’t crowded but I got into the grocery store and got some Yakult drinks, a box of Kellogg's cereal, a gallon of 2% milk, a half gallon of this Fantastic 4 themed blue-colored berry milk (because the movie is coming out soon), and a container of coffee grounds. I paid above $30 for it and then got to the bus stop. I drank the first bottle of Yakult while waiting for the bus and got on it to ride home, I then got off and took my stuff up to my apartment, encountering a girl in an upper floor apartment. I unloaded and turned on the television while I had cereal with the regular milk. I actually enjoyed the berry milk, but I wished they wouldn’t use so much dye, speaking of dye, why not go back to glass jars of milk, and make them gallon sized, I detest microplastics. Well because I wasn’t going to evangelize with Cliffe and Stuart today, I decided to deal with my dandruff by taking a large round grey metal bowl and added some baking powder and hot water to it and soaked my scalp in it. I had to move my head around a lot to get it all good and then rinse my head. I walked to the laundromat to work on my laundry with my duffel bag packed to the brim with my dirty clothes, I threw in my towel and pillowcases into my duffel bag beforehand and dumped it into the washing machine, I chose extra rinse. I walked around for a few minutes until I had to swap it to the dryer, I found a copper ring that looked like a chain and wore it. I got a can of peach Fanta from the nearby convenience store and waited for a while until the dryer finished. I got it out and found a blue box cutter in my laundry. I walked back home and watched more YouTube and wrote in my blog. At 3:43pm today, a user on the Booru named apollyon (User ID: 5228) messaged me the following:
<forgot actual countries
<how the hell did you make muscular chud variants of all countries but not russia? you should make ones of countries that actually matter idiot
I replied to him:
>I already made Muscular Chud edits of all of the federal divisions of Russia.
I remember thinking about Jordan Peterson’s split down the middle suit where one half was blue and the other half was a deep red. Which made me ponder if I should get a suit designed like the coat of arms for the former municipality of Varpaisjärvi in Finland.
When it was getting near time for me to get ready for Wedesday mass, I got dressed in my suit with no tie and properly shaved with the caffeine aftershave. I packed up my bibles and fliers into my drawstring bang and walked over to the bus stop to get on at 5:27pm. I rode it up and got off. Near the church I saw Staples in an alleyway emptying some stuff into the garbage, so I waved to her and I just heard a:
“Hi!”
From her. I continued walking and got into the dinner place I was the first one in there, I greeted Father Malachi and I saw the chess board with a post it note which read:
<Checkmate in one move, white to move
I set it up to be foolsmate. Malachi was on a call with someone else, so when Cliffe, Stuart, Jeremiah, and a 4th guy came in, they told me to come up to the 3rd floor for liturgy of the hours (but without Stuart) We completed that and got back down to the much cooler 1st floor. I was dressed up and decided to go to ask Malachi:
“Hey, would you happen to need someone to do the readin-”
“No thanks Gemerson!”
He said it with such disgust that I was just absolutely destroyed mentally. A few more people came in like Jeremiah’s brother and the Catholic center priest, also that Joseph of Port Washington guy was here. I sat at the head of the table and hardly had the energy to talk while I ate. The Keralan came in and I said hi to him. The topic of the music here came up and Stuart complained about how it was too loud, Jeremiah’s brother shared the same sentiment. I went into the actual church and sat in front before moving into line for mass. I was behind Stuart as I saw him write things down in his “Sin list” before a few people went in and out before it was my turn. My penance was to spend a few minutes in front of the Eucharist and pray for those I held hatred towards. I did that and set my phone to not require a passcode to make recording the Archbishop’s homily easier. I had this one clearly non-denominational sit behind me because she was somehow enjoying the songs. Also it is my Rapper Cousin’s 33rd birthday today. Father Malachi told us that the Archbishop wouldn’t be here tonight but we did mass as normal and got out for the social, Stuart told me he was a part of a cult called the 2-by-2’s and that they were nontrinitarian heretics. I tried talking to others but they were talking to each other with no room for me. Sideburns was there and his cousin, we shook hands, also the woman with parents from Kerala was there yet I did not talk to her. I saw Elizabeth and then this one girl I met on Juneteenth, she told me she would send me a video from her Latin class but never did (although I never pressed her on it) so I called her by a different (beginning with the same letter) to make her feel embarrassed. I left. I hated everybody there. I hated how they ignored me, how they view me as less than human, how they mock my interior of the mind battles for laughs, I hate how they intentionally sabotage my attempts to heal and get in their good graces. I walked home and got on the bus with no air conditioning at 9:22pm, At 10:58pm I was getting super sleepy while writing in my own blog. I completed it and published it. I went to sleep.
Song of the Day: Golden Brown - The Stranglers (1982)
