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Met Da Younga Sista up at The Unhappiest Place In America for a nice MeMum visit. She was steady zipping up and down the halls in her wheelchair. We wheeled her into the big room and spent the next 90 minutes filling her full of food. She told Sista "Man, I am full", She rolled away from the table and back to zipping up and down the halls. Go, go, Speed Racer.

Currently watching Dog Day Afternoon on TCM. Have not seen it forever. Tomorrow I am hoping to get this rental bullshit complete. Plus now I have to write a letter to Da Law Talking Guys dipshit accountant. It's a long story but she has been hitting us with an unjust late fee for the last 4 months for an issue that I thought was resolved in January. She is an idiot, simply put. Each time she reached out to me it as been by phone. I would call back, once a scant 3 minutes after her initial call, and the fucknut would not answer the phone. Each time, I practically begged her to FUCKING EMAIL ME, YOU MORON. I will not do any business, especially in this context, without proof of the conversation. You know, a paper trail. Over the course of 2 weeks, 5 calls and 1 email to her, she did not email me whatsoever, other than calling a few days later and giving the same generic message about calling her. I am going to find out which office she works in, go visit her & then throw her computer on the floor and karate chop her tired old ass in the neck.
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