Tuesday, February 20, 2018

Last Days in Pompoopium and Pyroclastic Flows in Trumpaneum -OR- God, I Hate It Here

**This entry was posted February 20, 2018.**

Quite remarkable in its way ...


You mean they were that stupid that they didn't understand what and how dangerous was a VIOLENTLY erupting volcano that was suffocating them to death?

To be clear, I'm thinking of this because of this ...


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I'm so angry and annoyed at being truly trapped here in this awful city. The people I meet are just horrible -- Americans are stupid and in the city, it's a hybrid of ignorance and viciousness -- and I want to leave here.

And if I have to look at 17th Street NW (between P and R Streets) one more time, I'm going to vomit. What a disgusting and worthless place -- literally a nightmare.


I just can't even go to the Safeway anymore. I hate it. The food there is garbage. Industrial-strength poison and petrochemical particle board. And the people who work there are truly HORRIBLE.

I have tried and tried, and nothing works.

As for my "date" yesterday with that sonofabitch -- let's call him "Q" -- it was a disaster, but predictably so. What a piece of shit.


I'm going to bed now. And I'm going to look into moving away from here. I despise this place and the reality that it embodies.

I hate this place, God. I have to get out of here before I die.

--Regulus

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