We have run out of food completely two months in a row, after my roommate spent 500 dollars on a kids mobility scooter made entirely of molded plastic. I told her she already got her doctor to agree she needed it and Medicaid agreed to pay for one, so if she submitted the receipt she could get however much they were going to cover reimbursed. She wanted no part of it. She said she'd rather just pay for it. Okay. Now, she's pushing to move into a bigger trailer, when we been just getting by in this one. It's in a worse neighborhood and her main selling point was needing a walk-in shower, which this one doesn't have. Nor does the one she's planning on making me move all her crap into next month, by myself. So, she bought a 50 dollar stepstool to go with the other two she can't use already. This month she is also affording a wig. Which she plans to wear around the house. We'll see how long that lasts. Put em in the corner with the treadmill, walker, and exercise bike she never used once. She keeps bringing up about how much I eat, but hasn't noticed I have hardly ate any of her food this month. I got a food box and have taken myself out, but she keeps bringing up how much I consume. Easy to say when she just sits around thinking of things she wants me to do for her. Literally, barely moves off the couch. The whole demanding to know my plans all the time is totally unacceptable as well. Guilt tripping me about how long it takes me to get back here or telling me I am forbidden from places, (until she wants something from that place), is not how you treat a friend. It's not how you show respect and it's downright abusive. I don't demand to know where you're going, nor when you plan to return, and I certainly don't tell you where you can or can't go. I dont call looking for you multiple times, or text a dozen or more times, escalating my tone. Also, why do you have an Android GPS phone tracker aftermarket app on your device? I know we have talked about this before. You don't get to treat me like a piece of shit and expect me to jump at your every whim and call it doing me a favor.
Go ahead and tell me I'm not being hoodwinked
Three things: 1.story featured 8/25/2025 2. Event assembly was Monday, August 25, which would make it last year, but the distribution was Thursday July 28, which would make it 4, or maybe five years ago? Or three years from now?? And whybwould they wait 11 months to distribute them?? 3. The temperature at 230am is 80 degrees with about 50 percent humidity, there is no way it was 77 degrees at 5pm. You see, the first time I was kidnapped this side of the Mississippi, I discovered I'd been taken to an abandoned postal village taken over by marauders, called EMERALD CITY. It's just about an hour outside Tucson and I was brought back to civilization by two National Guardsman , after they discovered I'd been kidnapped to Chris' notebooking society so that they could commandeer my mail and control my communications
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