11.18.25 
  I'll fix this later, right now I'm just gonna dump how I've been. I'm gonna make it an authentic blog about mah ranch life, I think that's better than pretending to be an emo online. I'm not emotionally consistent, it's a wide spectrum, so pardon me while I dispell the mystique and speak my mind.
  Okay, so one of my dogs had an infection on her neck the size of a baseball and I successfully treated it with antibiotics 2/day and cleaned it with hydrogen peroxide and neosporin topically over the wound. We think she got it jumping over the fence, there are sharp edges on the wire fence. We also got another big male Harlequin sheep, he's cool. The weather is finally chilling, so when I get up an hour before the sun it gets cold, still only like 50s, but my house doesn't have heating or cooling. Did I mention I live in an off grid house? Yeah. Summers are kinda a bitch but it's hella better than Phoenix or Tucson which has insane heat, down here it's more like dry 80s most of the year with good wind. The dust devils aren't so nice though. 
  Anyhoo, I'm unbearably happy. I've been doing really good for the past few weeks, I think my soul finally got fixed. Between 12 and 20 I've been an absolute bitch to my mom who's done nothing but save me from myself. Being righteous feels like being horny but without the drawbacks, being horny eventually ends and is shameful but righteousness and accomplishment gives unmatched satisfaction. The electric bliss of being alive and in the right place at the right time... I'm afraid something terrible is going to happen to me. 
  I decided that if I die now, young, I'm not gonna be afraid. I'll do what I can to avoid it, sure, but if there is an afterlife (like most humans have always believed) I am fucking coming back. I may not be a fighter, but I'm not leaving until Humanity's good and the pedos are all dead. 
  If people really believed in the afterlife, they wouldn't worry about death so much. Christians shouldn't fear for their life, but for their eternal soul, and not death but rather damnation. Hey, that sounded kinda good. *cobain reference*
  I'll add a dream log when I have less to do, I have too much to write. I think dreamlogs are an idle task, though they are interesting.
  I got this ancient General Electric radio alarm for free, it's great and STILL FUCKING WORKS, every day I wake up to NPR and remember how much I want out of the system. It's pretty much the only news source I have, I don't have the internet or any devices in my house because I haven't historically handled free internet access well. I am categorically obsessive and then neglectful of my responsibilities, so unlimited distractions are bad for me. I also don't have a TV in my house for the same reason, but I have a stereo system and I play CDs and DVDs but just listen to the movies instead. I can basically quote the entire "The Departed" movie now.
  I also just got these roller skates for free from an artsy museum that my friend helps out at. The liberals are so fucking nuts man, they can't shut up for a minute. They seem kinda nice though, all white people do until they ain't or you have to live with their insanity and drama. I don't wanna badmouth them, but it's the truth. Some people are incapable of being honest. Am I indulging the same behavior by being polite and accepting their stuff? It was kinda odd manifestation though, they arrived right before I did and they fit perfect. IDK.
  I've been thinking about getting a motorcycle or dirtbike. It'd be fuel efficient and cool af of course, if I did I'd want it to look like an Eldar Jetbike or Akira's bike cuz I'm a fucking dork, but whenever I hear 'motorcycle' it's usually as 'motorcycle accident.' It may be cringe, but I value this flesh dearly, and wouldn't want to throw away my life because some senile driver panicked or lost their shit or had a stroke on the fucking road. But in Taiwan, everybody rode scooters and traffic was better. Cities are compact and you can walk everywhere there, or you could last time I went. Lotta bikers in Arizona, see 'em all the time on the road. 
  Other thing is that a bike on my dirt road... and also no carry capacity... Maybe as a treat or a toy. I really miss my Toyota Corolla. And the Highlander. Corolla we sold, it was a heavy green metal car, the Highlander I totalled and almost died in. That intersection in Sierra Vista is the one intersection where a roundabout was justified, and they removed it, and that's where I had the accident. No injuries thank God, I should have known to pull forward more and check the left oncoming traffic, but I was pedantic and refused to go beyond the white stop line. Lessons in life: the number 1 rule in driving is to NOT GET HIT. The street lines are far less important than just using your brain.
  Drivers fucking suck. Pedestrians, scooters, and trains for life baby.
  I want a radio station bad. RADIO BELONGS TO THE PEOPLE! THEY DON'T OWN THE FUCKING AIRWAVES. A MONOPOLY ON RADIO WAVES IS A CHOKEHOLD ON FREE SPEECH, FREE PRESS, AND THE LOCAL COMMUNITY. FUCK THE MUSIC INDUSTRY.
  They shouldn't even be called "National Public Radio," they only ever present the Liberal viewpoint. Ugh. Sour note. Alright bye for now! Stay safe, drive safe, god bless!