Obscure Arcanum - Chapter Seventeen

A DIARY (also called a journal) is a record (originally in handwritten format) with discrete entries arranged by date reporting on what has happened over the course of a day or other period. A personal diary may include a person's experiences, and/or thoughts or feelings, including comment on current events outside the writer's direct experience. Someone who keeps a diary is known as a diarist.

Have you ever wanted to read someone's diary? Here's your chance...Is this your first time here? It's always best to start at the beginning.
Why do I keep a diary?

In retrospect, this whole blog is one big online diary; from my earliest attempts to share my thoughts with the world, to short stories, poems, full length novels, and a few different types of journals, I have been documenting my life and the world I live in, since 2006. The "Turn the Page" series explained how I came to live in Southern Ontario, and an earlier journal entitled, "Between the Bars of a Jail Cell" was not only my debut to diary keeping, but also a great way to burn away the time I spent incarcerated for crimes I didn't commit. "Fire-bombed" explains how I became homeless three times in a month-and-a-half.

That's what this all is; a record keeping process that keeps me grounded. As I read through my work I can get a better sense of who I am as an individual and how my life is evolving, and that's a very helpful tool indeed! Through my words I can get a clear sense of my mindset, emotional state, and focus. It's easy to see when there are dark times in my life, and you can definitely tell when things are going well.

Just a quick note regarding my integrity in this journal;

A) Once something is written / posted, I will not delete it or try to fix it in some way. I feel strongly about this, because it's usually during the times of extreme duress and frustration that I expose my raw emotions the most. Once my work has been witnessed by others, it would be akin to online trolling using a "Bait and Switch" tactic if I were to post something untrue or even libel and then erase it. Regardless of the legality of the situation, and / or the current punishment for posting any such information, there's my own personal integrity to take into consideration. I set the bar high for myself in all things, and my diary is to remain as unmodified as absolutely possible for prosperity sake. (To date there have been only three times I have deleted / switched content in my journals - They were done for extreme reasons)

2) I will not use names in my entries without asking first. Events and / or details can be used, however, any mention of names will be done only with verbal permission.

D) I don't write about every single little thing that I do. Now, this is due to the simplistic fact that I'm certain most people don't care about all the mundane aspects of my life. On the flip side, I don't give away all my secrets...

......So as long as you understand how this works we should have a good time! You are welcome to email me or even text.  If you want to, you can always look me up on social media. After all, I am the only Zzorhn on the planet.

This Diary was originally intended to be a way for loved ones to keep track of me when I moved from North-Western Ontario in 2014. Since that day I have discovered that many others from all walks of life enjoy to read my daily entries, so I kept writing. What was supposed to be a simple social experiment morphed into something much more, and I now receive letters and pictures from all over the world!

Not every chapter in your life will be happy. As you read through the different chapters in my life, you can tell the times I am struggling and the times I'm happy......

.......We all make mistakes in life. As I grow and learn, there are going to be moments where I feel weak, just as there are going to be wonderfully grandiose moments. Due to my drive to become a better individual, these mere diary entries become a success story detailing the hardships and triumphs along the way.

This is my success story.

I started writing at a very early age. By the tender age of 7 years-old I was creating complex universes and mythical monsters for others to enjoy. While much of my adventures were used for role playing games, I also did quite well in school when it came to writing reports and stories. After four decades of putting pen to paper it's safe to say that while there is still quite a bit of room for improvement, my skills as an author have become very established. For most of my childhood I was limited to hand-writing everything, as computers didn't become a house-hold item until I was 15. Can you imagine writing everything by hand, and then having to rewrite copies? I can still remember the joy I felt when I discovered the Church's photocopier for the first time! Using a computer to write was exciting for so many reasons, and the idea of printing copies of my work made me giddy. Needless to say, I took to computers faster than a pack of dogs on a three-legged cat. It was at least another 5 years before we hooked up a computer to the Internet for the first time, but, once online I quickly adapted. Taking my debate skills from High-school, my writing skills from countless articles and stories, and my desire to explore this strange, new, virtual world, I entered into debate forums with exuberance. In no time at all I had developed an online persona based on integrity of profile, fact-checking, and my ability to throw people around with the use of the written word.

One thing I have noticed about the Obscure Arcanum series, is that over time I am beginning to make more references to worldly issues. This is being done for two main reasons. The first reason why I am mentioning more politics is because I believe we are living in a transitional era of humanity, and the second reason I am making references to worldly issues is due to my desire to bring the truth to others who may not have the ability to see past the propaganda and rhetoric of mainstream media. From climate change to proxy wars and the subsequent mass illegal-immigration, this planet is being changed before my very eyes, and I believe that as a journalist and author it is my duty to record these occurrences for prosperity.

 To date, over FIFTY THOUSAND people have visited my website! My goal to become world-renown is being achieved, and it's only through the help and support of people like you that I am able to continue chasing my dreams. Thank you for helping make this such a huge success!

If you haven't taken the time to read my other diary entries I suggest you do. Jumping into the middle of any story isn't as much fun as starting from the beginning. Don't forget all my free short stories that I have published for your reading pleasure. My favourites are "I Wish""Don't Read This""Two Doors", "One Last Ride""The Man and the Birds", and who can forget the ever-popular "Jell-O Shooter" instructional article featuring 72 types of different shooters. If you choose to go online to Amazon, there are even more stories of greater length for you to enjoy, along with a full length novel and a complete screen-play! There's lots to see and read, and I just hope you get as much pleasure reading my stories as I do sharing them with you. Thank you, again.


January 1st, 2018
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's almost 3 AM.......


Chapter Seventeen, eh?

I did something special to usher in the new year; I recorded an audio version of "Inside Zzzorhn's Mind". Have a listen if you like......

.....THIS marks the beginning of a new chapter in my life. Who knows what 2018 will hold for me?

Well, off to bed, Dear Diary. I'll talk to you in the morning.

January 1st - 10 AM
Good morning, Dear Diary. The sun is shining, but the temperatures are unseasonably cold.

I awoke this morning with a clear mind, which is unusual for having attended a New Year's Eve celebration. I guess it's because I didn't drink very much, came home early, and didn't party my fool head off like I have other years.

The start to a new year, and new chance at life. My goals for this year include finding an editor and getting at least one of my books published.

Today is Monday. My plans for today are quite simple; clean the house.

I'm having a hard time getting this entry finished as I keep getting interrupted by neighbours and friends on social media.... Which isn't a bad thing... Family and friends calling to wish me well....

...but I am going to let you go, Dear Diary. No worries.... I'll be back.

January 2nd
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's still colder than the North-side of a South facing moose, however, the sun is shining.

I've been awake since 4:30 AM due to a roommate waking me up, but it has taken me until now to be able to sit and type due to my health. I've gone for a couple of days with scant medication, and this morning my shipment finally came in. I'm medicated, feeling much better, and can finally focus on more than my pain.

I received another message from You-know-who. This one was to let me know that she has "Found someone" and is moving on. She "Wanted me to hear it from her", as she put it. How do I feel about this? Simple; I wonder how she's going to explain the fact she is testifying in court against her ex. Oh, I know how the tale will be spun.... She'll blame me for absolutely everything and play the victim card. Anyway, that was the last message I'll be receiving from her, as I took the liberty of blocking her on social media. Why hadn't I blocked her until now? Silly me.... I was still hoping this would blow over.

You would think it would make sense to wait until you are completely resolved of a relationship before starting another, but many people don't. They flit from person to person like a bee in a flower garden, not waiting until fully finished drinking of the nectar before flying to another. This isn't new for me either, as I've had a few women decide to leave me and immediately fall into another man's arms.

How does this make me feel? Well, Dear Diary, since I bloody-well know she'll be reading this, I'm not going to give her the satisfaction of saying my heart is broken or some crap like that. To be totally blunt, I think that train left the station a while ago, but you know me....

.....IF you can stop loving someone, did you really ever love them?

I've said it before and I'll say it again; I still harbour love for a couple of women in my life due to the simple fact that I cannot stop loving someone regardless of how our relationship ended. For example, I will always look at the mother of my children with love regardless of the problems she has caused me. (And I mean, some really nasty shit) Since I can't list names of people without their consent, let's just say that I still hold a couple of women near and dear to my heart......

....that's the thing, Dear Diary, when it comes to love; people always say they will never love again, which isn't true. Humans are social creatures that require intimacy to flourish, and it's this fact that drives us to seek out the attention of a mate. We seek out relationships, because as humans we naturally crave a sense of belonging, or in other words, we subconsciously seek out a family for ourselves, because it's embedded in our genomes. The very stuff that makes us who we are is also responsible for instinctual behaviour, such as a human being's desire to belong to a group (Or herd) is written into our DNA. This is no different for many evolved species, such as elephants, dolphins, orcas, wolves, lions, and many more social creatures. So! To claim that you will never love again is an absolute falsehood.....

....what IS true is that you will never love the SAME. Now, you may be saying to yourself that this sounds like one-and-the-same, but it really isn't. You see, Dear Diary, that each person we fall in love with is totally different from anyone else we have loved. Each time is different, each one unique. This is indeed a good thing, because if each and every time you fell in love it was the same, there would be little-to-no motivation to ever try dating again if each time was the exact same disaster.

There are many who believe that "All men are the same, chauvinistic pigs", or rather, that "All women are gold-digging bitches", and for those individuals who think that way it may be very real. I have experienced extreme verbal and physical abuse at the hands of some of the women I have been with, but where I to label ALL women as abusive, controlling monstrosities, well then I would be incorrectly generalizing about women. I'm certain there are many from both sides of the fence who have a right to feel this way due to the experiences they've had in life. [Shrugs] I just haven't ever given up hope of love, and it's for that reason that I am still able to see women as something to be desired, rather than generalizing them under some broad negative brush.

So, congratulations She-who-shall-not-be-named! I'm disappointed for a few reasons, and I would have thought it a little more tactful to wait until you and I might have found some resolution before moving on, but whatever floats your boat. Wish I could say this is the last time we will speak of each other, but I may still have to stare across a courtroom at you.

Moving on, both figuratively and mentally......

.....I had a decent day yesterday. A friend of mine came over with a bit of meds to help me, and then offered to drive me out to a hill beside the old Hospital to go snowboarding. He brought along his daughter and one of those three-ski sleds that can steer, and I brought along the snowboard that I had given to me. Well, Dear Diary, it turns out I can actually snowboard! I did exceptionally well I was told...... Still have to learn how to stop [Laughs] Besides wiping out, that is.... Tried to stop in the skidding manner as I was instructed, but each time ended up on my butt. Oh well, at least I can stand up on a board and even hit a couple of jumps! I had a great time! When I got home I decided to finish cleaning the house, and then I cooked home-made pizza, some cinnamon rolls, and a loaf of bread.

When I'm in a grumpy mood I'm a spitting, hissing mess, but when I'm in a good mood I bake cakes and bread. [Laughs] At least the roommates like it..... My cooking, I mean. .. Not my grumpy mood.

Heffy is doing about the same. He's eating, but not much.... Still wandering around like he's King or something, but it is completely impossible to have him voluntarily take his calcium powder. I'm now forced to spoon feed it to him to ensure he's at least getting calcium. Sleeping patterns are good, and he seems to have a normal thirst. The only thing that has changed is his appetite.... I re-arranged his lights again this morning to see if that might be the problem.

No plans to write or craft until this court case is over. [Thinks] Now that I received that latest batch of news I wonder IF I should even worry about finishing that Yule story. I mean, it was supposed to be gift for someone as a way of showing my research into pagan traditions and the celebration of Yule. [Shrugs] Guess we'll have to wait and see how things go in the future.

Well I'm off to jump on my rowing machine. With my fresh batch of medication I can safely hit the work-out machine for a little bit.

Hope you have a great day!

January 3rd
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's not as cold as it has been, but it's still down-right chilly. At least we're not getting the weather the Eastern coast is.... The terms the media is using to describe this are "Winter Hurricane", "Snow Bomb", and "Dangerous". My personal prediction for those in the storm's path is downed electricity grids, snapped trees, blocked roadways, and a need for the military to help dig out the affected areas. Seriously, I think it's going to be that bad.

I'm feeling pretty good right now. I managed to get some sleep last night (Had to use earplugs), took care of Hephestusamazilion (Force-fed him calcium and vitamins - The good news is he's eating a bit), medicated, did my morning exercises, and now I am sitting down to write a bit.....

....yes. Write.

I feel inspired. Not to craft some short story or even work on pending projects, but rather, I feel inclined to write about my future when it comes to relationships. You know me, Dear Diary, how I find peace by putting all my thoughts down to read, and in typical fashion I intend to write about what I want....

....not just in a relationship, but what I want in life.

Self-reflection is a great tool for those who wish to better themselves. I have discovered this phenomenon over a decade ago, and it's one of the biggest reasons I keep a diary and write articles. By converting all my ideas into the written word I am allowing myself to let go of those lingering thoughts. This is why people make lists; it's to help them remember important things and focus better on the task at hand without having to keep track of everything. Self-reflection takes that "List" and helps you focus on what needs attention.

My goal for this independent article is two-fold; I want to define exactly what I want in life and my future relationships, as well as, help me identify what steps need to be taken to achieve my relationship goals.

Yes, I plan on being in a relationship in the future. I know for a fact I have many talents that would be beneficial to someone, and to think I would simply give up on the concept of love is silly... I'm too passionate to be alone for the rest of my life.

Is this something I'm going to do right away? No way in Hell!! My plan is to find resolution with She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named, and ensure I'm ready before I even think about being with someone again. Don't get me wrong, Dear Diary, I do plan on dating and am not ruling out possible "Hook-Ups" should they occur, but I am definitely not planning on getting serious with someone for quite some time.

Yes, I feel better about life today. Perhaps it's the resolution I found from the "Dear John letter" I received yesterday. Perhaps it's because Heffy is showing signs of recovery. Maybe it's my mindset of a New Year with the prospect for a "Blank Slate". I could even say it's because I'm not as cramped up as I could be due to the fact I have a supply of medication and have used it liberally the last 24 hours. I have food, I'm warm, and my mind is keen.....

....who could ask for more?

I'm off to tidy up the house a bit, and then tackle this relationship article. I'm not certain yet if it will end up published when I'm done (You have to realize I have many unpublished articles), but we'll see.

Have a great Hump-Day!

January 4th
Good morning, Dear Diary. The sun is shining, and it's a bit warmer than it has been in a while. Don't get me wrong... It's still double digits below zero.

Woke up in decent spirits to Hephestusamazilion's lights coming on. That's right! I slept in. Speaking of the little guy; Heffy is across the hall right now bugging James. Don't ask me why, Dear Diary, but my iguana has taken a real shine to my roommate and constantly leaves my room, crosses the hall, and will even push open James door if it's slightly open.

The article I started about dating is coming along. I'm finding it to be a relieving exercise for my mind, and a reaffirmation of my goals, desires, as well as, what I don't want in a relationship. You see, Dear Diary, I have reached a conclusion about women and their role in modern dating, and along with the extra research I'm putting into this I'm looking at how I view women in a whole new light. [Chuckles] Don't worry... It's not all bad..... And when i say "Research" the topic of dating and relationships, I mean, I've found a couple of individuals who run their own radio shows and pod-casts, and speak directly about philosophy and relationships, and I have been listening to them, as well as, reading articles on the topic.

Not sure if there's much to add to this entry. I'm feeling decent (Who wants to hear me complain about my health?), there's a skiff of snow on the ground for me to go push (I enjoy shoveling snow - Weird, eh?) and I have a project that I'm interested in and feel motivated to work on.

Side note: Got a message from my lawyer; while I don't have to attend court on Monday, the Crown has given her the disclosure she's been waiting for. I expect I'll have to go for a sit-down with my lawyer before too long.... To make along story short, I WILL have to attend trial apparently. No worries, Dear Diary, I'm not focusing on that at the moment. I'll just let my legal representative do the work, and just tell the truth if I have to go to court.... At least I almost have my letter finished that I'll be sending out the day I have to attend trial that directs my family and friends as to how to deal with my imprisonment... Should it end up that way.

Well, I'm off to push some snow and burn off some steam. Hope you have a great Thursday, Dear diary...... I'll talk to you tomorrow.

January 5th
[Yawns] Good morning, Dear Diary. The sun is rising over the remaining storm clouds on the horizon, and the landscape is very beautiful! The hoar-frost is magnificent, and everything is draped with a layer of dripping crystallized frost and powdered snow. I'm freaking exhausted this morning, but I'm not complaining......

.....Because it's my own fault.

I guess you could call it "Cabin Fever". After a fairly uneventful New Years Eve celebration and coupled with the news I've been receiving in the last few days, I decided to go uptown for a bit. My plan wasn't that elaborate, and I figured that a few games of shooting pool at a local bar might do the trick to cure my Winter "Blahhs".

You see, Dear Diary, I have been staying home nearly every day with the exception of going for a walk to the store. My routine has included taking the garbage to the curb on pick-up day, ensuring the sidewalks and stairs are snow-free, and cleaning the house. I do these things because it brings me pleasure, but more importantly, it takes my mind off things that cause me to worry. Don't forget, I haven't been doing any artwork or writing projects because I don't wish to start anything I can't finish.

So, I polished up my boots, shaved, showered, and set out to catch the bus.

[I'll finish in a bit. Have to go and make Heffy's food. Yes, I'm running behind schedule]

Back. Speaking of Heffy, he is terrorizing the living room at the moment. Is he doing better? Yea.... But I'm still resorting to force-feeding him calcium and vitamins.

Anyway, about last night.....

......there REALLY needs to be more places to play pool in London! AND! Those that do offer pool tables as part of their venue usually over-charge and have poor quality cues! Now that I have that little rant out of my system.....

......I was doing pretty decent shooting. I've played in pool leagues before, so I do know how to handle a table. Granted the bar was pretty empty, but then again it was damned cold, a Thursday night, AND the first week in January; it's quite expected to be a slow night at the bar. Regardless, I was playing against some of the regulars who can put up a decent game, and yet was not having to spend money hand-over-fist to keep playing. (Loser pays - Bar rules) Sticking to my promise of social drinking, I only drank beer when offered.....

.......So, I had consumed 3 glasses of draft beer and was having a decent time, when this pack of women walked into the bar.....

.....they were loud; giggling, trying to talk over each other in their excitement, and obviously out for a night on the town. I'm sure you've seen this before (Or been a part of it), where a group of women of similar age head out and go bar hopping, so I won't describe in great detail the immediate change that overtook the bar. It went from a bunch of sullen individuals to an instant party in the space of seconds.... Someone saw someone they recognized and much-too-loudly had to acknowledge them to ensure their psychological acceptance of the facility.... The bar tender who had resembled "The Walking Dead" for nearly the entire evening, suddenly sprung to life like someone stuck a firecracker up her ass..... The jukebox that none of the regulars want to feed due to the exorbitant prices, instantly roars to life....... And for some unknown reason the lights on the dance-floor magically flicker to life and begin throbbing to the beat.

Oh, the power of women.

You see, Dear Diary, that with the addition of over a half-dozen females to the bar the atmosphere changed. Is it part of their energy? You betcha... But! Much of it is perception on the part of the bartender and the regular patrons; the bartender suddenly sees an opportunity to make more money in tips and thusly offers better service, and the fellow patrons who were drinking alone (For the most part) on a Thursday night suddenly had something new to look at. The point I would like to make, however, is that there was well over a dozen men in that bar, and had all those little perks been offered to us (Like over-friendly service, music and lights) the atmosphere might have been different.... The truth is women are catered to, men are not.... Moving on.

So, I watched this crowd of ladies enter the bar like a hurricane, and the first thought I had was, "Just keep playing pool, boy! Nothing but trouble there!" [laughs] I mean, you could tell they were out to make noise and get attention, which struck me odd, because they picked one of the quietest nights to do so... Maybe they figured it was a good time to get out, after all, most of them looked to be "Mommies", and all of them in their mid-30s. I'm going to assume they were a bunch of female friends out together to get away from their offspring and the responsibilities they must have been through during the holiday season.

I played a couple of games as I watched them flit around the bar like a flock of starlings. First to the bar for shots and drinks, then to a table that ends up as "Home base" for the rest of the night, and then back and forth from the dance floor to the bathroom and the bar.

Ever see a herd of cattle mix with horses? Nope! Neither have I.......

.......on one side of the bar closest to the dance floor was the small pack of ladies doing their thing, and on the other side was twice as many men trying their utmost to look cool while deep-down knowing they wouldn't stand a chance with any of the women they were staring at. There was this invisible line down the middle of the bar that no one seemed to want to cross.

Now, don't get me wrong, Dear Diary, these women were not "All that"...... I mean, they were all dressed up to go out (All of them were under-dressed for the weather) but three of them could barely dance, and none of them were nines or tens. (What?! Everyone uses the rating system) What I'm trying to say, Dear Diary, is that not only was I reminding myself to not get involved with anyone, but that there wasn't anything worth chasing.

I'm raising my standards when it comes to women. If this means waiting, then so be it.

ANYWHO........ There I was shooting pool and minding my own business when this brunette from the group crosses the invisible line, and decided to strike up a conversation with me......

......she was cute, I'll admit that... Long hair, greenish eyes, and a bit shorter than me, I could tell she was being overtly friendly.. AKA trying to flirt. She's flipping her hair and laughing at everything I say... She does that "Bashful thing" where she lowers her eyes and then looks up at me with that "Come get me boy" look as she's biting her lower lip.... Yea, the works......

.....then she pretends she doesn't know how to shoot pool. And wants a lesson. From me.

Sooooooooooooo........ I go through the usual, "Here, let me show you" routine, fully knowing this girl is full of shit claiming she doesn't shoot pool. I could see it! But, I've been there before, and like the gentleman that I.......

.......wait a FRAKKING second!! How in the Hell did I go from nearly repeating "Just ignore the women, just ignore the women", like some Buddhist monk to suddenly being all swept up in this woman's game of deceit? Like, I KNEW she was playing me, but I willingly went along.... Like, what the actual Hell?

NB: Not complaining that women pay attention to me. I'm just pointing out a serious malfunction on my part. It would appear that women to me is the same as kryptonite to Superman. This is something I have noticed before and it always left me feeling frustrated. Why do women have this power over me?!?

Oh, wait... I can answer that question...... V-Power.

[Sighs] Like, I cannot emphasis enough the fact I'm not complaining about the opposite sex.... I quite enjoy women, in all aspects in life. I believe they should equal rights (NOT feminism), but insomuch, I expect equality from women. However, in my studies and life-experiences I have discovered there is INDEED a sexual bias prevalent in our society, and it DOESN'T favour the men. With all my negative experiences with women, I am just simply reluctant to engage with ANYONE in an intimate manner for fear of repercussions. I see the power women hold over men simply because of their anatomy. I've witnessed the differences between men and women first-hand. So it is that I simply need to say that I know for a fact that women hold power over men due to the simplistic fact they carry the eggs....


Anyway, I'm pretending to teach this woman how to shoot pool, and she's pretending she doesn't know how... Even wastes a good rack and then laughed about it.....

....she stopped laughing when I told her it was $1.50 to re-rack the table so we could play.

I think she thought I was joking, and even offered something along the lines of, "Well, can we just shoot the remaining balls in for practice?", when the guy I was supposed to be playing against came over and offered his two cents.........

....it wasn't pretty. I think he too was aware of the favoritism being shown to these ladies, and was getting tired of patently waiting.

I jumped in to her rescue (Again, WHY?) and defused the situation. I negotiated a game of doubles, after we took turns to clean up the table (This girl had sewered the 8-Ball on purpose just as I was about rack)......

......so, naturally she starts talking. Goes and gets her drink, and checks in with her crew. Comes back, and is all flirty-flirt-flirt. You know? I guess it was the fact I was completely sober when all this was going on that I at least kept some of my whits about me.

I didn't tell her my name. NORMALLY when a girl is into me, I'm all, "Here's my card! Check me out and give me a call if you like". Nope! Not this time! I kept my business cards for WWW.ZZORHN.CA good and tucked away.

Didn't say anything personal about myself. I let her talk, and didn't do my usual interjection of how "My life is so different, because I'm not from around here" BS..... She talked, and I shot pool and tried to focus on not doing anything dumb.

As I said, Dear Diary, i have been listening to a couple of pod-cast and radio personnel. Their guidance regarding members of the opposite sex and dating have been extremely helpful during this time.

We won the first game. Suddenly chickie knows how to shoot pool. Quelle suprise!

As our opponents racked the pool table this woman turns to me and wants me to do a shot with her. I explain that I'm broke, but she breaks out in a grin and drags me over to the bar. Two shots of tequila later, I found myself spending my last $5 I had brought on a glass of draft beer. She turns to me, and asks, "What? No drink for me?" I lied and claimed I had been here for several hours and spent all my money. "No problem", she replied, and proceeded to order herself another bottle, as well as, another draft for me.

As I watched the drinks get plunked down on the table and heard the call from across the bar for me to "Go ahead and break", I realized this night wasn't going to end the way I thought it was........

........It felt like I was going through the motions of some scripted scene. Again, I'm not complaining about the attention from a woman, but rather, the sensation of meeting someone and the next thing you know we're kissing in the bar like we're on our second date. Or even third..... Definitely third date, because you know the "Third Date Rule", don't you, Dear Diary? No? Really? Hmm.... Well, the three-date rule means that sex is implied, and the two people involved are spending the whole time building up to that moment......

....I was a bit buzzed when we got in the cab. My mind is all "You KNOW the bus isn't running anymore, and you have no clue as to what part of London you're headed", while the other side of my brain replied, "But, you have snowpants in your pack-pack. And a condom". To which the reply of, "It's FREAKING -21 DEGREES!!!", rattled about in my mind, but was immediately ignored when she jumped in the backseat beside me and snuggled up.

"Brr.. It's cold", she stated as an excuse to stick her freezing cold hands inside my jacket. The shock of those frozen fingers touching my warm skin was electric! It felt like a red-hot poker at first touch, and then immediately washed over with a sensation of ice. It left me breathless, and as I sat back in the cab as we headed down Dundas, her hand started to......

....wait. [Blinks] This Diary is PG-13. Sorry, Dear Diary, but you'll have to use your imagination as to how the cab ride went.

No details as to where I went, where I ended up, or even her name. In FACT, I don't even know her name...... Didn't ask, and she didn't say. Is that bad?

It felt surreal; we get out of the cab and walked into the building. If they had video on that elevator I'm certain they got a good show.... Let's just say that we barely made it to her apartment with our clothes intact....

.......And then got up and went home. I didn't stroll into the house until past 4 AM......

...and Heffy's lights came on at 7. Ugh! So tired..... Not hung-over or anything, but I feel pretty sluggish.

Well, I'm off! It's Friday and there's a bunch of things to do. My plans today include taking a nap, and maybe doing some laundry. [Laughs] Yup! Low-key day for me.....

....I can party like a teenager, but I don't bounce back like one. Hope you have a great day! Talk soon!

January 7th
Good morning, Dear Dairy. It's a quiet Sunday morning, same cold we've been experiencing, and no wind. I'm sure all that will change once the sun rises, but for right now it's quite beautiful outside.

Hephestusamazilion is out and about again today. He's still barely eating, and roaming the house like he owns the place. I've researched this and found out it's that time of the year when males do this to search for females and rival males. Still, he's getting skinny and I'm resorting to forcing calcium down his gullet. Yea... This scale-daddy isn't taking any chances. There's no sign of lizard mites, and the infection on his one arm is receding..... I'm watching.

Once again, please don't get an iguana if you don't intend to treat them with the respect and mannerism in which they deserve. Heffy is a rescue, and I'm doing my best to nurse him back from the brink of death.... Right now he's sitting on his food dish..... Guarding it from other males..... But he won't take a bite.....

....no one ever said he was the smartest little guy, but let's examine that, shall we?

Hephestus doesn't know his food isn't growing. In fact, in his mind the food keeps coming back in the same spot each day. He notices this, and when all his lizard instincts kick in during the Winter months, he finds himself helplessly drawn to aggressive behaviour he is normally not used to. Guarding a food spot or roosting spot from rival males is only the start of his adventure into iguana mating rituals. Granted, Heffy is a very mellow little guy and seems more curious than anything, but I imagine once he gets a few years on him I'll have to find a "Love Sock" for him. AKA "Blow up" (Stuffed) sex doll shaped like an iguana. It's a thing... And apparently it works wonders..... Not that I know, but would have to agree.....

....you'd be amazed at the power of releasing pent-up desire. It works for lizards AND humans.

I shoveled some snow yesterday. We're really getting a pile of it, but not as bad as the East coast of Canada! They'll be digging out from that for a while. There's a decent snow bank in the front yard, and I might feel inspired to dig some sort of a fort (Just for fun) for the neighbours to look at, as well as, give me something temporary to do...

....no worries, Dear Diary, I do plan on finishing that relationship article, because I believe it is really helping me in a therapeutic sense. By putting down all my thoughts on the matter I am affirming what I want and don't want in relationships..... Technically, if you went to counselling, this is some of the "Homework" they make you do.

My right arm is getting worse. Not sure what it is, but it's spreading. It really hurts to type now. It started at my elbow, but is now spread to my lower arm and up to my shoulder. It feels like I have a cramp in my elbow, and when I massage the muscles it does help a little. Freinds keep telling me to go get it checked, but I don't want to waste their time at the hospital, nor mine.

Sunday. I know I should be going to Church, Dear Diary, but I have explained before why I chose to quit attending the United Church of Canada. Is there other churches out there that might be more to my taste? Probably... But for now I am content to wait and see where life takes me. Anyway, as for what my plans are today, I would like to go snowboarding later if I can rouse my buddy, and I should work on that article a bit. I DID help Brian with a Youtube video yesterday about his RV renovations.

Things are good in the house right now. The stress is alleviated on our level, at least.... The isolationists are still creating problems, but that's to be expected when you live in isolation. This is a community, and isolation is the last thing we need!

Well, I'm off to do something productive. I hope you have a great day, and I promise I'll talk to you tomorrow! Stay warm!

January 8th
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's very early as I pen this entry, but I've been up since 5:30 AM with health issues. It's now three hours later and I'm almost done my "Routine". The goal for me right now is to get off my butt and go shovel snow.....

....we received a TON of snow last night!

I had a decent day yesterday. I went for coffee with a new friend, and thoroughly enjoyed myself. I watched a new TV show while cleaning. I babied my iguana....... And I shot a video of myself, LIVE on social media explaining the three recent messages I've received from female fans....

....they want me to do more erotica.

I have an idea in mind, Dear Diary, and I slept on the thought; It's easy to write something for a person to read, but to record something that is completely unique? Well, I don't want to give it away, Dear Diary, but I have a new project that's bouncing around in my head and I'm excited about how it's shaping up. You'll see soon enough, I'm sure....

....but eventually today I'll get that live video uploaded for you to check out.

I gotta jet. That snow on the ground isn't going to shovel itself..... Just remember, I enjoy shoveling snow.

January 10th
Good morning, Dear Diary. I've been up since 5 AM with health problems, and unfortunately due to my limited budget I'm now out of medication..... Not good! It's not even halfway through the month. Something drastic will have to happen to fix this, because there's no way I can go that long without medication! Why am I out of cash and meds? I spent too much on Christmas and trying to have a good time with "All the fixings". Oh well, I at least ushered in 2018 in proper style.

Yesterday was all about cleaning the house; apparently the landlord is sending an appraiser from the bank for some reason, and we've had a handy-man fixing a few things in the house.

The weather today is calling for rain. You heard me right, Dear Dairy... Rain. With temperatures expected to rise above freezing you can bet all that snow we've received is going to turn into one big pile of slush... Refreeze, and then repeat that for two day before plunging back into the double-digits below......

......talk about a mess for anyone tying to drive on the streets.. But more importantly, really tough for pedestrians.

As I mentioned the landlord is coming over today to show the housing complex off to the bank. Not certain why he's doing this, but it means ensuring my room and the rest of the house is tidy...... So, for that reason I'm cleaning again this morning, and it also means I don't have much time to write.

Well, hope your Hump Day is better than mine, as I expect a day of pain, bloating, and trying to work through all that BS. I'm worried about the next few weeks, as I'm not certain what I'm going to do for medication.....

....talk soon.

January 11th
Morning, Dear Diary. For the last three days the temperatures have been above freezing with almost 10 CM of rain. Now it's going to slip back below freezing for a while, which means all that wet crap that fell is about to turn London into one big skating rink. The snowfort I was working on in the front yard, and the sled hill in the back are now half their size. All that shoveling, for nothing.

The snow fort in the front may still be salvageable, but it's not going to be the size I originally wanted.

Sorry for not writing yesterday, but my health simply wouldn't allow it. This morning I have the keyboard in my lap just so I can make an entry. Being without medication really impacts my life.

I'm having a new tattoo being done on my right leg. So far I've only got the outline done, but I expect to get the colour worked on in a few days once the skin heals. It's been almost two decades since I got any ink done and I'm excited to get something below my waist as all my other tats have been above my belt line.

Today is Friday, but that means very little to me; just another day, and no meds or money. Just another day in which I spend my time trying to work through the pain, and spending my whole day around my health issues.

I need to go see my lawyer next week. Hopefully she has good news.

I'm going to let you go. Hopefully things get better later, but I doubt it without some sort of intervention. Have a great day!

January 14th
Good afternoon, Dear Dairy. It would appear another lapse occurred in my writing, but between my arm and abdomen I've been laying pretty low.

Ever have a bad day? I did yesterday. The guy above me was ripping around his room on his computer chair at 2:30 AM, which of course woke me up. Once awake I was doomed to be so for the rest of the day. It was a loooong day and I eventually regained my positive attitude, however, it took a long, quiet 6 hours before I could do much of anything..... In the dark so as to not wake my iggy.... So bored, and frustrated at my situation.....

.....but how bad of a day was it really?

Around the time I was suffering from rude roommates, the Island State of Hawaii sent out a broadcast that a nuclear missile was inbound......

“Ballistic missile threat inbound to Hawaii. Seek immediate shelter. This is not a drill.”

........a day on the beach suddenly became chaos as panicked crowds ran for their loves. Families gathered together to pray. Husbands and wives held each other, staring in disbelief at the warning flashing across their televisions..... Waiting for the bomb to fall.

For 40 minutes there was no word from officials, but there was no nuclear explosion either. FINALLY, 40 minutes after the original broadcast that life in Hawaii was over as they knew it, the emergency broadcast system issued an apology and an explanation.

"Residents and tourists in Hawaii Saturday received a missile warning alert in error after an employee pushed a “Wrong button” during a shift change. The alert that was sent to all radio, television, and mobile phones read in all capital letters: “Ballistic missile threat inbound to Hawaii. Seek immediate shelter. This is not a drill.” READ THE WHOLE ARTICLE

Vern Miyagi, who oversees the Hawaii Emergency Management Agency (EMA), said at a news conference late Saturday that while employees were changing shifts earlier in the day and doing a test of their ballistic missile prep checklist, the wrong button was pushed.

Well, that's good..... Right?

[Chuckles] It makes me wonder how many people are looking at their loved ones a little differently now. As they huddled together in fear of the nuclear explosion that never came, did they find a new perspective on what is important in life? As I sit here comfortably at my desk I cannot help but wonder what such an incident would do to the hearts and minds of those that were forced to live through those nail-biting 40 minutes. Sure it's wonderful there was no bomb, but could YOU imagine living through such a moment?

It's certainly been some brain-candy for me to chew on. But! It also makes me realize that I was not having as such a bad day as other people were..... And I'm NOT talking about the million-and-a-half residents plus tourists that were in Hawaii that day..... But the poor guy that made the mistake......

....I imagine HE was having QUITE the BAD DAY!

Just remember, when you think life can't possibly get any worse..... It can. Talk soon!

January 15th
Awake at 3 AM. When the fool above me scoots around on his computer chair it sounds like I'm underneath a bowling alley. I'm frustrated, tired, and don't know what to do. I've sent the landlord messages, as well as, spoke to him about it, but due to a personal bias from the landlord favouring the group upstairs there will be no action taken.

Good morning. I've allowed myself an hour to calm down and now I feel better. Just so we're clear, Dear Diary, my biggest co-dependency issue is a lack of control. When I'm subjected to situations where I have no control, I get frustrated. This stress is the cause of everything I end up doing. So........

....I'm getting out of the house today. My plan is to go across town and just hang out a friend's place for a while. I'm going to get Heffy's routine done, and then GTFO. So sick of not having any sanctity within my own home.

Arm still hurts. I'm still stressed over having to go to court. I'm bored of Winter. But!! I'm warm, fairly safe, and my bills are paid. I won't say that things could be worse, because life has a tendency to take such statements as a challenge.

 Speaking of court, I wrote that letter and sent it out to my mom and two closest friends. It details what is to become of my things should I end up incarcerated. It pains me to write it and send it, but it is necessary.

They are some people now claiming that the Hawaii missile alert was NOT an accident. This doesn't surprise me. When I heard the reasons why this false-flag event occurred, it too made so much sense. Turns out the FBI just filed charges against some of the big players in the "Uranium One" traitorous fiasco, and the State of Hawaii decided to run the warning as a way to usurp the news. It worked, as most people in North America didn't hear about the charges, but they DID hear about the "Mistake" missile warning. Sources claim it would have taken a series of choices to issue the warning, and it is not something that can be a mistake. The more I look into this the more I'm convinced. this was a political move by Hawaii, who is sympathetic to the Clintons and Obamas...... [Pauses]... You see it now?

Same bullshit is going on in Canada. As our drama-teacher, I mean, Prime Minister Trudeau slimes his way across Canada in another set of pseudo-town-hall meetings, he is doing everything within his power to skirt around the truth while padding the audience with supporters...... I know... There was one in London, Ontario..... And I have friends who went. (I didn't because of fear of being arrested while on "Conditions") Their damning testimony spoke of blatant bias audience selection by organizers, proved by the fact they were first in line and ended up not seated in a place they could ask questions. Even though it was "First come, first served", my friends who had arrived HOURS before the doors opened and were in the front of the line, ended up not being able to ask any of their prepared questions. It was a SHAM, a facade, and a blatant, traitorous display of selfish disdain for Canadians, as slimy Justin stretches the truth on issues Canadian are concerned about, while avoiding any responsibilities for his crimes while in office!!

You can't make this crap up! Reality is INDEED stranger than fiction!

The latest Canadian news is about some "Poor little girl" who had her religious headgear "Cut by a man with a knife". SOMEHOW, in broad daylight, in front of no witnesses and with no evidence, some "Poor little girl" was attacked in Toronto...Twice, no less. [Rolls his eyes] Like, at what point in time do you WAKE UP and realize this is another FALSE FLAG EVENT?!?! This crap didn't REALLY occur, and the more I research it, the more the credibility of the story falls apart.... BUT! You can be certain Trudeau had to say something about the damned "Incident".

Yup! The self-declared "Feminist, Trudeau, who supports the suppression of women in society and female genital-mutilation...... Once again, can't make this shit up........ Comes out in support of the "Poor little girl", and states "This isn't Canadian"..... You know what ISN'T Canadian, JT?!?! Supporting a religion that sexually divides society and encourages violence and mutilation of people, THAT'S what's NOT Canadian, you traitor!

[Pauses] Oh, look! Turns out I am still agitated. See? Told you a lack of control and a severe reaction to bullshit is part of my co-dependency.........

......and slimy politicians will do it every-time!

Just want to send out a big thank you to everyone that helped with a sudden recent surge in visits to my website. Canada is STILL coming in at number one, but USA jumped to the number two spot in one day! Way to go, United States! Meanwhile, Russia is now at number three, but the way they eat up my "Jello-Shooter recipes", I doubt they'll stay in that spot for long! So, thank you to all my loyal followers, new visitors, and friends. Without you I wouldn't be where I am!!

Wishing you all a safe, and wonderful week! Talk soon!!

4 PM
Well, well, well...... [Settles into his chair]

......TURNS out that the "Poor little girl" that supposedly had her hijab cut, was lying.

Don't believe me?! Go read for yourself... CLICK FOR LINK - Incident "Did NOT Happen"

Is it a lie? Why would a little girl and her family try to lie about this? It's easy once you understand why. This was to create a false flag event, JUST LIKE I SAID AT 7 AM!! You heard it here first, didn't you! I knew! As I said, the more I investigated it the more questions were left unanswered. So, is the "Poor little girl" a liar? Not according to Islamic law. The word used to describe such behaviour is called "Taqiyya". "Taqiyya" is an Islamic term that defines when a Muslim is allowed under Sharia law, to lie. It's purpose is varied, but mostly used for political reasons.

So there you have it, Dear Diary.

I was right. Wonder what the Prime Minister is going to say now?

January 16th
Good afternoon, Dear Dairy. Today has been very different, mostly because I ended up waking up across town. It was cold and gloomy as I made my way back home.

It's been a while since I last took the bus. Still say it's the best way to travel in a city. It's also a wonderful way to watch people.

So I did end up taking off yesterday and headed across town. I had a decent evening; a couple of beer, some laughter, watched a couple of movies, and got some work done on my new tattoo. Rather than worry about heading home and having to contend with unruly neighbours I decided to crash there.

Woke up feeling amazing. Spiritually, anyway.... My health issues were still annoyingly present like a bad habit. I visited for a little while and then hopped on a bus to head home.

Heffy was happy to see me. I know he was fine without me last night as his lighting and sound system is on a timer, but had an emergency occurred I wouldn't have been here to fix it. Oh well, I cannot live my life chained to my room "Just in case something happens".

Arm is still sore, but not as bad today. Still not certain what really caused this.

As for pictures of my tattoo, they can wait until it's a little more done. Right now it looks neat to see fresh ink in my skin, but I'd prefer a bit more detail and colour before showing it off to the world.

More drama in the house. For petty reasons some of the guys aren't talking to each other, and I got blasted for my opinion on a cleaning schedule. Oh well... This isn't about me. If they want to have a passive-aggressive fight over the fact there are no rules in the house, then so be it.... You know what would fix all this? Rules.

Another "Mistake" missile warning, this time in Japan. That's two "Mistakes" in four days. Do I believe it was a mistake? Nope! Neither one was.....

......not much to do today. I was supposed to visit my lawyer, but she has moved that to Thursday.

I'll let you go. It's still gloomy, and I'm not feeling up to much. Maybe I'll watch some educational videos or something and clean up my room... Or maybe go and get more colour done on my tattoo.... Guess we'll see.

January 20th
Morning, Dear Diary. It's cloudy, but warm. No sunshine today, so that's depressing. I've been awake since 5 AM due to the guy above me making excessive noise.

Saturday. Everyone else is trying to sleep, but it's just another day for me, and having a computer chair crash on the floor followed by a damned cat running back and forth jolted me from slumber. Now here I sit, playing the waiting game until I can go about my routine. Health is the same; I'd rather be sleeping than dealing with pain, but all my attempts to get the guy above me to stop slamming doors, scraping a chair across the floor, and walking like he weighs over 300 pounds, have failed miserably......

...the good news? The landlord just sold the property to another landlord.

Her name is Nicole, and she's a bit older than Michael. She also lives in London, so I imagine things will be dealt with more efficiently. Hopefully she will crack the whip a bit and get those youngsters living above us to finally start acting like other people live under them. My introduction went very well; Michael had already explained to her that I'm one of the guys that does regular maintenance around the facility, and her wording solidified my role. "My Dream Team", she explained, citing Brian, Dave, and myself. So that's good, right? She noticed my rubber mats on the floor of my room, and I explained that it was for the benefit of the woman that lives below me..... And Nicole loved the concept.... So...... Maybe we'll see some changes.

It's not asking too much to get someone to put down a throw rug or rubber mat under a noisy chair, is it? I really don't think it is. No one told me to get mats for my room, but I was told to not make excessive noise 2 1/2 years ago when I first moved here....

....so I was lifting my chair onto the bed when I needed to move it, rather than scrape it across the floor. Getting mats for my floor only made sense.

Hephestusamazilion is EATING AGAIN!! Yay! [Does a happy dance] Not sure if it's because he's getting over whatever funk he was in, or he is sick of me force-feeding him. Whatever the reason, his fasting is over, and to celebrate I made him up a big plate of food this morning. It made my heart sing with joy to see him give it a few curious licks, and then take a few big mouthfuls.....

......happy to say there are no signs of mites, either. That means that during the move from down the hall and my super-cleaning his tree before reassembling it were effective. [Does another happy dance]

Big news! I found a publisher that is very willing to print some of my books. Don't get too excited, Dear Diary, as they are a "Self-publishing company" that offers all sorts of services to help authors wanting to get their work printed. They do everything....... Like, everything...... Even so far as to sell them for you. So.... [Pauses] I'm thinking about things.....

........I've decided to attempt to make peace with my ex-wife, Dear Dairy, and perhaps bring about change in both our lives. How? Well, it's not so simple to explain, but here goes..... Better start at the beginning.....

.... When I was 16 my Grandfather gave me 40 acres of land as inheritance. Since that day I have turned that empty piece of the Canadian Shield into a campsite and paintball park. It was quite a bit of work, a lot of time, and an investment in tools and materials. It has hosted massive parties and Bible groups. It was proud to host Rodney Brown in 2007, as well as, outdoor theater "The Spirit Fire is Lit Again", PLUS workshops, character building, youth groups, and so much, much more! During the last 30 years I dreamed and made plans.. To live there forever, using the land itself to help pay the bills....

....well, life happens. I got married, had three children, and then unfortunately ended up divorced. I'm not going to go into details about that, Dear Dairy, but rest assured it wasn't pretty.

In 2007 I took sick. I know you've heard this part of the story before, Dear Diary, but I need to mention how I went from working full-time and owning TWO companies to losing everything. I had to sell my equipment to pay bills. I ended up being evicted. I couldn't even scratch my supports payments...........

....and the government started putting liens on my property.

I'm not going to tell you how badly I'm in debt, but it's substantial. It's even more daunting when you realize that due to my health issues I cannot even hope to start paying that figure down. The property is worth about a third of the debt owed..... No one in their right mind would ever consider buying it with that kind of financial lien on it........

.....BUT! Since the debt is mostly support payments to my ex-wife, she could CHOOSE to forgo the support debt IF I were TRADE the property to her..... [Silence]

......yea. Wiped CLEAN. Debt gone in one stroke of a pen. She gets something she's always wanted, and I get a fresh start on life.

SO, this morning I sent her a text message asking if we could discuss exactly that. I guess we'll wait and see what she says, eh? I mean, don't misunderstand me.... She would be getting something worthy out of this trade, so I'm somewhat optimistic about this.

I should go. The house is starting to wake up, and I'd like to get on with my day. I'll talk to you soon, Dear Diary. Hope you have a great weekend!

January 21st
Good morning, Dear Dairy. It's Sunday morning. I've been awake since 6 AM due to health and noise from upstairs. The weather is cloudy, with temperatures expected to rise to above freezing.....

....of course it's going to warm up for the next three days; I built that snowfort I've been talking about. Now it's going to melt.... At least the neighbour's kid got a chance to play in it.

You know well, Dear Dairy, how I pride myself in being aware of current news. This is accomplished by tuning into several different news agencies each day. One of the channels I choose to listen to is CBC, because it alone offers uniquely Canadian news, however, every day I squirm in horror as I watch how blatantly biased the corporation is. For that reason I am going to tackle last night's episode of "The National".......

.........Debunking the Canadian Broadcast Company - Air Date: January 20th, 2018

The CBC is a government-funded broadcasting corporation, and while it's role is to be a voice for Canada it is far too often laced with left-wing propaganda. This is dangerous, as it gives the impression that this is how the majority of Canadians feel about their country.  The entire corporation is highly inaccurate, basing much of what they report on perception. Their agenda is to bolster the political left, while constantly criticizing the right. The concept of unbiased media and reporting news from a bipartisan position is completely lost on CBC as they use their platform to brainwash Canadians and give a false impression of Canada to the rest of the planet!!

It's extremely painful to watch as day after day this company spews left-wing propaganda, rhetoric, and out-right lies.....

…....let's break down today's “Top Stories”, shall we?

RIGHT FROM THE START of their broadcast for Saturday, January 20th, the media company condemns the “First year of the Trump Presidency”. They don't even try to hide their disdain for the President of the United States as they slather their hate and bias opinion all over National television. Rather than bring in specialists or analysts to bring light to the event, they chose to bring in two opinionated women. Nearly a sixth of the entire program dedicated to highlight the “Pussy Marches”, “Dreamers”, and “Poor Democrats”, all condemning Donald Trump. EVEN WHEN they were presented with proof of how their lives have changed in a positive way under Donald Trump's Presidency, they spun their tale like a close-minded, left-wing, belligerent University student. (AKA “Snowflake”) The entire debacle was a disgusting display of disdain for free-speech, further division between the sexes (Modern feminism), blind ignorance, and an openly-displayed hatred for law, order, and the society of North America! Rather than show ANY of the great things Trump has done in one year, they focused on the Democrats and their sexist, race-baiting hatred for Western ideals, making it appear as “Normalized”. Why? CBC has adamantly demonized Trump since he first appeared in the political spectrum, and now that he's the leader of the United States and actually trying to fix the country after 8 years of runaway left-wing policies, CBC has become one of Trump's loudest critics......

….so, instead of showing footage of the various celebrations taking place, they focused on the over 200 events staged to protest the USA government. It just doesn't get any more disgusting!

Then it switches to Kieth Boag, who goes into even more depth about the CBC's hatred for Trump.... They don't even hide it. As this bias reporter attempts to deceive Canadians by tugging at the heart-strings of the brainwashed left, they use terms like “Dreamers”, and even try to put a label on the government shutdown, blaming Trump.... No, you little weasel, it's all on the Democrats. If you need a label, try “Schumer's Shutdown”, as it more accurately displays who is at fault for this.

Just so we're clear, the USA government is shutdown due to Democrats wanting to put illegal migrants over natural-born Americans. This shutdown will continue to pay the USA government their salary, but the USA military is not getting paid. Let that sink in......

….as the world braces for war, and massive amounts of illegals run rampant over the laws of the country, the political left-wing is willing to hurt Americans over illegals.

The CBC is playing like this shut-down is something massive, but history speaks differently. Obama had the USA government shut down on his watch, but does CBC do any in-depth reporting on that? Nope! A 5-second clip with two sentences was all the acknowledgment they gave to the 2008 shutdown. This political bias is so thick you can almost cut through it with a knife. Poor journalism isn't the term that applies to this kind of crap, in fact, the phrase “Political propaganda” more accurately displays the CBC's level of incompetence.

THEN, CBC turns to the recent court-case involving the deadly train crash in Lac-M├ęgantic, Quebec, that occurred in 2013 While many who suffered from the train derailment want to see someone punished for this tragedy, the law went after those workers who were on duty that night rather than those who made the policy for the railway in the first place. Many wanted revenge for their loss, and when the court found the workers “Not guilty” the outcry was highlighted by CBC. Much like “Chumming the water with bait”, CBC has tossed blood into the water with their bias report, and once again displays the level of incompetence of CBC's programming. Basing their programs on feelings rather than facts, they tickle the fancies of the left-wing voters who routinely vote with their emotions instead of their intelligence.

The next story was about homosexual imigrants who disappeared within the LGBT community. Three gay men from overseas who's religious tenants prohibit homosexuality were murdered..... Rather than highlight the blatant incongruencies between Western ideals and those of the Middle East, CBC brings in some tearful friends of the missing men. Lots of emotions, but no facts.

A quick blurp about Canadian athletes on the Olympic team, trying to sell Canadians on the idea of supporting the Olympics in February, making it sound like this is somehow important to the average Canadian.....

….and then a panel of non-experts on their perception of current events. Typical CBC.

THEN CBC switches to coverage of Justin Trudeau visiting a Native reservation in another one of his “Pseudo-town Hall meetings”. He pretended to listen, smiled, and did his usual “Umms” and “Ahhs”, and made a few empty promises to address the very real problems on Indigenous reservations in Canada. It's important to remember that while these REAL Canadians suffer the Liberal government has dolled out over $90 BILLION dollars since taking office, much of it heading overseas and to bolster economic migrant seekers, as well as, bolster controversial corporations that are incongruent with Canadian values.

As a Canadian I am disturbed by this blatant bullshit produced by the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation!! It doesn't portray Canada or Canadians accurately, and is propaganda tool for the Alt-Left. The fact it receives tax-payer funding is quickly becoming controversial......

.....Plan on watching CBC?! User discretion is highly advised!!

Well, Dear Diary, I should get my butt in gear. I've got a few things to do today, and time is seemingly passing by quickly. Hope you have a wonderful day. We'll talk soon.

January 22nd
Good afternoon, Dear Diary. It's gloomy, raining, with temperatures that are melting my snowfort. At least it's not freezing, but the moisture in the air makes things feel colder than it is.

I'm ok-ish. I'm running on only three hours of sleep due to the guy above me and his computer chair. But! I have so much other stuff to do today I haven't been focusing on such childish crap. I do have to say that today has been quite productive, but most of it is responses to things that are occurring around me.

Can't get into much details about why I'm so busy today. Let's just say that it is a worthwhile couple of projects. I will say that one of them was setting up another Doctor appointment. Another was writing today's edition of "Debunking CBC".

I've decided to forgo any further episodes in this diary of my attempts to bring light to Canada's news network, CBC, instead I created a place specifically for it. Not sure how long I can keep writing it, because it means doing research each day for accuracy purposes, but I'm enjoying it for now. Who knows? Facebook may even shut me down for "Reasons"....

....go have a look by clicking the link for Facebook. "DEBUNKING THE CBC"

I dunno, Dear Diary, I suppose there are better platforms I could use, but you and I both know I'm the worst when it comes to self-promotion. [Laughs] I like to speak my mind, but can't find the proper platform.

Wow! As I sit here, my calendar for this week is filling up! A text from my lawyer, a call from my Doctor, and a few other calls are making for quite the busy upcoming week! The rest of the day includes a bit of a work-out (Brian gave me some meds - Yay!) and a letter to the new landlord as per her request. There's lots to do and very little time to do it in.

Have a great week!!

January 23rd
Good morning, Dear Diary. I've been up since 5 AM due to loud noise and then my health issues kicking in. The weather is heavy overcast with temperatures hovering slightly above zero.

Getting up early meant I had a chance to get my news in, and then tackled another episode of "Debunking the CBC". Not sure how long I really want to do that, because it's not just time consuming, but it forces me to listen more closely to CBC. Which. Is. Torture.

I mean, I could easily see me doing this each day where I to be picked up by some company as a political analyst, or even somehow funded privately. After all, a guy needs to make money somehow, and if my writing is going to make me money, why not get such a position? The only problem with all of this, however, is my credentials, or rather, lack thereof. I have no official education in anything beyond a few Grade 13 classes, and when it comes to computers, writing, politics, analysis, sociology, science, religion, et all...I'm self-taught.

That's the trick, Dear Diary. If you really want to make a better life for yourself, you MUST endevour to learn as much as you can each day, and THEN APPLY those life lessons to become an example for others!

People say life is tough or unfair. Even I have been guilty of this on many occasions, where I FEEL like life is somehow taking things a little too personally when it comes to fairness. The idea that we humans are in some sort of ride through life is a common misnomer; we see life as a series of predictable stages, built upon a history of being able to make such predictions. It's quite logical to believe in such linear ways, because our lives ARE filled with predictability....

......we are conceived from sperm and an egg like nearly every other species on the planet. Humans take decades to mature, unlike some mammalian species, and as such take great care for our offspring. We base society on the aging and development of the child, from toddler to pre-school, elementary school to high school, and then off to adulthood after two decades. In our world the sun always rises in the East and sets in the West. In our mind we see eternity, when the fact is humans have only been on the planet for an astronomical "Blink of an eye". We believe that when we go to sleep we will always wake up, and in the same place we laid down. Surrounded by glitz and glamour in North America and all of our technology that is capable of reaching for the stars, and yet for some reason we cannot see the war and famine taking place only a few thousand Kilometers away. Humans are so fallible, and yet we maintain this facade of being superior to all, even when that endevour proves to be the very reason for all our strife.

The TRUTH is we live in an unpredictable, violent,  chaotic universe.  Humans build an illusion of "What life is" in their mind to protect themselves.

Predictable, habitual, and wrought with so much self-centered perception? Humans. It's a love / hate relationship.

I mean, let's not forget all our wonderful qualities! We ARE the most intelligent species on the planet, after all! Our ability to rationalize and work together for common goals in something completely unseen on such a scale in the animal kingdom. We could even be compared to a worldly community thanks to our ingenious inventive mind and our ability to now communicate with others! Our ability to design and create vessels that are capable of leaving Earth's orbit, as well as, the computers and AI that is required to do so, speaks loudly about our intellect and drive to learn more about ourselves and universe. Humans are unique, beautiful to behold, enjoyable to observe, and a great asset to the Earth.

Now, if only we could get all those humans to work together for a change, eh? That's right. All 7 billion of them! Imagine what could be accomplished?!

Speaking of accomplishments, I need to go........... I have a letter to type to my landlord because I forgot to do it yesterday. I have a letter to write to my Doctor as well, and that one is going to take some time

Hope you have a wonderful day, Dear Diary! Stay dry... I hear it's supposed to rain again today.

January 25th
Hello, Dear Dairy. I realize there's been a bit of time that's passed since I last wrote an entry, but in my defense I have been busy.

You know that concept I had about "Debunking the CBC"? And how I felt like I was pretty much wasting my time? Almost 4 THOUSAND views in 4 DAYS!! Which means, Dear Diary, that my concerns and thoughts are being seen by all sorts of people. So far the response has been positive, but again I have to remind you the amount of time this now means I have to dedicate each day to analyzing news.

I have to say, however, I am coming up with some really good stuff.....

"The problem with someone making an accusation in the Kangaroo-court of today's society, is that once the accusation is made there is no possible way to recover. GUILTY before being able to prove their innocence is the new mantra in North America, and in yet another example of political manipulation and the systemic sexual-double-standard in North America.

Our society has become so adept at playing the victim card, that logical responses are not within the grasp of the average Canadian citizen.

How is it that we so desensitized to graphic violence and sexuality in movies and video games, but so easily traumatized by reality? When Canadians watch romance-comedies on their massive flat-screen televisions and see their favourite actors / actresses flirt and fumble around the prospect of sex and love, in many cases inappropriately, how do they then rationalize the reality of today's dating world?

Humans cope by inventing an unrealistic expectation of a sterile environment. In the same manner that people view much of their world by building up a perceived reality in their mind to protect themselves, we create a false reality in our minds based upon what we know and desire. We all do it; every single Canadian across this great country does this, because it's the way our brains are hard-wired. The major problem with this type of psychological protection, is that when our realities come crashing down upon us we can only react with the limbic brain, essentially resorting to “Flight or fight”. This kind of shock is reduced when a person trains for emergency or survival situations. When someone spends time training themselves to be able to cope with unexpected tragedy then they are able to deal with stressful situations more rationally. THIS is why humans today are so easily traumatized; much of our lives are spent getting our information from screens and devices, rather than taking the time to train ourselves in the real world. When stress or tragedy strike, we are not able to properly deal with such extremes.

A lifetime of being able to play the victim-card, coupled with an inability to rationally deal with stress. THIS is why people today are so easily offended, traumatized, and eager to band together to fight what they deem as injustice. There's another word to describe this, and in its own way is much simpler to understand; fear.

All politicians do it; playing on the fears of the citizens they make promises to relieve those fears. In a society so easily victimized it has become so much easier for modern-day politicians to stoke fear in the hearts and minds of the average Canadian citizen. This has many negative effects, but one of the biggest problems with this kind of fear-mongering is the threat is poses to National security. When politicians use fear to garner votes in matters of National security, it creates a dangerous precedent, especially among the left-wing population.

In the growing number of examples of women stepping forward and making accusation of sexual misconduct or harassment, the amount of support by women who feel victimized is also growing. The phenomenon of the hashtag “Metoo” movement is a direct side-effect of this victim-mentality sweeping the nation. Women banding together to organize rallies and protests is quickly becoming normal across all of North America, as they don clothing designed to resemble their genitalia to march down the street. Yes, because nothing is more anti-sexual-harassment than wearing a hat or a costume in the shape of your genitalia, right? I mean, that just HAS to demand respect. Right? RIGHT?!"

.......that was part of today's segment. As you can see, I have quite a bit to say on a topic when I feel the need. [Laughs] But I bet you knew that already.

It's evening as I type this. The last two days in a row have seen me have to leave the house for appointments. I haven't been able to get much else done, and it's also why I'm writing this at night instead of my usual morning routine.

Things are decent enough. There's a few things that are going on in my life, but until they reach fruition I don't want to say anything, as well as, possibly implicate myself in some manner.

So..... I'm going to let you go for now. Not really up to writing, but then again, I always fell burned out in the evening after having to stay medicated all day. At least i don't have much pain right now. Have a good night!

January 26th
Good morning, Dear Dairy. Cold, cloudy... The usual.

I don't have much time to write a detailed diary entry, so here's some of my notes from "Debunking the CBC"......

Welcome to another version of “Debunking the CBC”. The focus in this episode is the CBC's “The National”, dated January 25th, 2018.

“An allegation followed by swift resignation”, cheers Rosemary Barton, as the CBC kicks off its flagship program, and immediately launches into the top story of the day; Patrick Brown's resignation from Federal Cabinet Minister.

The camera then pans to Trudeau, who is still rubbing elbows in Devos, Switzerland, who looks right into the cameras and announces, We need to believe ALL women....”. Coming from Canada's most vocal feminist this isn't a surprise, but it certainly is disheartening. According to Justin Trudeau, every time a woman makes a claim, no matter how outrageous, we need to take them seriously. This announcement is just part of the feminist agenda, where a female's statement holds more merit than a man.

So, obviously no one wants sexual scandal to hound them, especially if they are in the political spotlight, but let's examine Patrick Brown's accusations, shall we?

The woman, who claims she was 19 years-old  during the alleged “Sexual Harassment” by Mr. Brown, explains that she was a female staffer at the time. Her account states she attended a bar with Brown and a male friend. Brown DIDN'T DRINK any alcohol, but the woman managed to get herself good and inebriated. Brown gave her a ride, and ended up at his house, where the woman claims he kissed her a couple of times. When asked to stop, Brown stopped. The woman then wanted to be taken home, so Brown took her home. She then goes on to say that after that incident Brown made suggestive comments, but when asked to stop, he did so.

Wait a minute. A man who was sober at the time, kissed a girl and when asked to stop, did. When asked to take her home, did. Flirted a bit, and when asked to stop, did..... What. Are. We. Missing?!?!?

Our staff at “Debunking the CBC” can't find a single thing wrong with Brown's actions, at least NOT criminal! Oh sure, an older man flirting with a younger woman, especially one working under him, was morally wrong, but it does NOT constitute a criminal act. THIS is why Brown is NOT being investigated for any criminal activity, and the allegations of sexual misconduct won't stick at all, especially now that Brown has stepped down as party leader. So, why the issue? Was he married? Nope. Brown isn't married, and spends his free time with his sister and mother. Was there an issue with how he conducted himself? Nope! Just an example of a man flirting with a woman. Age isn't a factor either, so what's the issue?

She was working under Brown.

To save face for the political party, Patrick Brown stepped down, but he really did NOTHING wrong, at least not criminally. These accusations only come in time for the Provincial election in June, and is yet ANOTHER EXAMPLE OF LIBERALS MANIPULATION THE ELECTION BY SCANDAL. That's all this is; Katherine Wynne KNEW she was going to lose, and the Liberals didn't want to lose grip on Ontario after 15 years of running the Province. When they couldn't win by legal means, the Liberals used a devious tactic that is quickly changing the way we view politics.

Can't win the election? Create a scandal. It doesn't matter if it's true because the damage is all that's needed, and there's NO repercussions for making a false accusation.

The only thing Patrick Brown is guilty of is self-imposed morality.

So, with 4 months away until the Provincial election the CBC couldn't be happier. As they launch into a story about the reaction from the Conservative party, it's plainly obvious how much disdain and contempt the media mogul holds for Conservatives. The entire story comes across as gloating and celebration. So much for bipartisan media!

As the CBC continues, it's (Gasp) more footage of Patrick Brown. As CBC speculates as to who will replace the party leader it's shamefully obvious how much pleasure CBC is gaining from this. Their talking points are simple; men are bad, Conservatives are bad, women are to believed no matter how ludicrous they sound, and Liberals are without scandal. 

Moving on.

CBC then reports about a violent incident that took place in an Old Folk's Home. The video shows one of the patients with dementia attacking and killing another patient. CBC then explains how no amount of care planning can prevent every incident. At least in this CBC is being honest. Most care-givers are not properly trained to deal with violence, and when it occurs the main focus is on reacting to the situation, not prevention. 

Next on the CBC's agenda is the story about a “Poor Somali man” who is in danger of being deported from Canada. According to CBC, Abdoul Abdi is comparable to the United States “Dreamers”, in that he came to Canada as a small child, and Canada is supposedly the only country he knows. In an attempt to tug on the heart strings of left-wing audience members, CBC highlights the man's troubled youth, blaming everything on a system, other people, and anything else but the young man himself. Just more typical left-wing ideology where the individual is not at fault, but everything else around them is to blame. Absolutely NO responsibility for his criminal actions, only recognition of those acts and then shifting the blame. But! CBC paints Abdi as a victim, one that needs help to stay in Canada. 

At “Debunking the CBC” we take a stand on illegal immigration, and associated family members; immigrate legally or get deported. The term “Dreamers” is propaganda, plain and simple.

Explain this; How did the notion come about, that if you choose to immigrate to another country, your entire family gets to come as well?! If you chose to pack up your belongings and take a chance at immigrating to another country, under what logic does that mean that all the other related family member gets automatic citizenship as well? The fact is, it's NOT logic! It's a manipulative, left-wing ploy to garner more votes for the Liberal party. The Liberals are spending tax-payer money to keep the liberals in power by bringing in socially-dependent immigrants for more liberal votes.

Deport Abdoul Abdi! Send him and anyone else like him back to the country he came from! This applies to “Dreamers” as well. You know? Logical, National Defense of Canada?

On an interesting note, the scientists responsible for the “Doomsday Clock” have dramatically moved the clock's hands to exactly 2 “Minutes to Midnight”. The last time they did this was in 1953.

Next up on the schedule? More fear-mongering from CBC about cannabis. This time the CBC chose to air several instances of Police attempting to deal with “Smoking and driving”, with claims it's nearly impossible for Police to conduct proper road-side tests to determine inebriation. While CBC spins the propaganda about the “Dangers of marijuana use”, they casually forget that the government of Canada supplies hard-core pills to many vehicle-operators, and take no measures to ensure that these people are tested for drug-impairment for heavy narcotics. Fortunately for the people of Canada, CBC decides to actually show how ineffective those “Road side tests” are, and even brings in an analyst who states, “The tax-payers of Canada should be outragd”. Oh, we are frustrated on the issue of logical cannabis legislation, that much you can be sure.

More character defamation of President Trump by CBC.

More gloating about Patrick Brown by CBC.

Thank G_D for the “At Issue” panel!! We personally believe that this talk-panel of experts is one of the redeeming qualities of CBC “The National”, because of the intelligent partisan debates that occur. In tonight's segment of “At Issue”, Rosemary Barton attempted to denounce Brown, but instead was met by resistance by the wonderful Chantelle Hebert, Andrew Coyne, and Althia Raj. As they discussed Patrick Brown it was obvious that Andrew and Chantelle knew this was a shit-show. As Andrew squirmed in his chair at the concept that all men are predators, Chantelle did a great job of explaining how this was merely flirting and nothing criminal or scandalous occurred.

Another short video of Justin Trudeau, this time citing, “A party leader should be held to a higher standard”. REALLY?!?! This is clear case of the kettle calling the pot, black. As this weasel sells out his country he has the audacity to make a comment on the oppositions misfortune due to political manipulation. The word “Slimy” would certainly apply in this cases.

There was one comment from Chantelle Hebert that needs to be entered into the Canadian history books. Our staff nearly stood up and cheered when the analyst announced, “Make NO mistake, we've set the bar with the Patrick Brown thing. We've learned that people can go public anonymously and can end a career. Anybody's career. And that troubles me”

It troubles us too, Chantelle! 

We've reached a point in society where a man's attempt at flirting is now viewed as immoral. We can now end a life-long career on mere speculation, and in the case of Patrick Brown, without a crime even occurring. Mere speculation seemingly dictates the political landscape in our easily offended society, where the Internet's Kangaroo-court will jump on the bandwagon of anyone who FEELS offended.

This holds major implications for our society. When you can take a man who is not guilty of any criminal activity, and by merely speculating about a clumsy attempt at intercourse as somehow immoral, then every single man in Canada needs to take heed; IF YOU ever want to successfully run for politics in Canada as a male, the bar has now been set extremely high. You MUST NEVER attempt to flirt with a woman for fear of reprisal, in some cases a decade or more later. A man can NEVER speak contentiously about a woman for fear of being labeled as sexist, even if the condemnation of the female is warranted. A man in politics MUST keep his mouth shut, unless it's to sell-out your sex to feminist ideals. THIS is what the Patrick Brown precedent has set.

January 31st
Good morning, Dear Diary. The weather today calls for perpetual cloud cover with temperatures well below freezing. The mild weather that graced us for a week has left, and Winter has reared its ugly head.

I haven't been writing much in my journal due to the fact I am quite busy. There is a ton of things occurring at our housing complex, and it's the end of the month which means there's places to go and people to see. Between all the meetings, all the demands on my time, and my fluctuating health, it's making it difficult to find the time to write.....

...with the exception of "Debunking the CBC". Since I originally started writing for that organization I have found myself delving into politics in a way I never have before! It's like my mind is on fire, and the inspiration I feel is driving me to draft articles ranging from three to five pages in length. The feedback has been tremendous!

In the span of just over a week I have garnered over SEVENTY-FIVE THOUSAND page views on "Debunking the CBC"!! The term "Viral" seems to apply.

So, I'm reaching an audience with my concerns about Canadian news and the current government. However, it's also chewing into the time I might spend with you, Dear Diary. For that I'm sorry.....

....there's only one of me. I find my time is quite limited.

Hephestusamazilion is doing really well! He's back on track for eating and his morning routine. Yay!!

I'm not feeling too bad today. Brian has asked me if I want to go for a ride and help him clean up a warehouse. In return he'll toss me some meds, and I get a chance to get out of the house for a bit. So I gotta go and get ready.

Again, I'm very pleased with the way things are going with my writing. I'm not certain what I'm going to become famous for, but I do know it will be due to my use of a keyboard.....

.....I'll talk to you later. Hope you have a great day!!

February 2nd

February 5th
Where does the time go? Oh, right.... writing, roommates, sudden snowstorms, and fluctuating health. For example, it's afternoon as I write this entry because I'm bleeding internally and had a rough morning. But! I figured I had better make an entry soon, because I certainly do miss it when I don't.

Good afternoon, Dear Diary. It's cold, and we've had a couple of snow squalls roll through the region. The sun is out, but don't let its appearance fool you; the air is crisp once you step outside.

There's been quite a bit going on in my world, but again, Dear Diary, I have to remind you that I cannot divulge every detail about my life as it could land me in trouble. Don't worry [Chuckles] I'm being good.....

......as good as I can be, right?

My social media platform, "Debunking the CBC" is going viral. With over a hundred thousand views in just two weeks, it's picking up some serious steam. I do enjoy my routine of absorbing news each day, so this fits right  into my schedule. (When I'm feeling good) The offset of all this? I'm not trolling online, nor am I finding the need to debate. Weird, eh?

Ugh! I'm being called away... But before I go I just wanted to inform you, Dear Diary, that we just got a new roommate. That brings our total up to 5 in this level, and with a full house comes a lot of activity.

Have a great day! I'll try to get some time to sit down and write up a decent entry..... One of these days.

February 7th
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's really snowing today, with temperatures in the double digits below zero .I've been up for hours, and everything is already done. My health is poor today, and for the third day in a row I'm bleeding.

Hephestusamazilion is eating again. For the last few days he's been chowing down on his food with a healthy appetite, so that's really great!

Things are pretty quiet at the moment. I haven't been doing much due to health, but it's also because I'm tying to stay off the radar. Things are still the same around here, but I'm just not making a big deal about it.

I'm not feeling well, so I'm going to lay down. Hope I feel better soon!

February 11th
To say that time seems to be flying by would be an understatement. I just realized how many days have passed since I last wrote in my diary, and was a bit shocked. I knew I was missing a part of my daily routine, but I've been having some serious issues with my sleeping patterns.

Nothing has been done about the guy above me with his computer chair. It sounds like I'm living under a bowling alley every time he slides back and forth across the floor. This can happen at any time during the day or night, and it's been the main reason why I'm waking up at different hours. Sometimes it's 2 AM, sometimes it's 5 AM. I'm frustrated at being so helpless in this situation, and it's causing me stress and anxiety.

I try to focus on day-to-day routine to help me get by, but when I'm wide awake at 2 AM, and can't make a noise because I don't want to wake anyone up, it really sucks. In that case I also can't turn on a light because Hephestusamazilion will wake up. I'm forced to sit quietly, usually in severe pain, with the lights off and waiting for the hours to tick by. I can't type in the dark, so I can't so anything constructive. So I browse social media and research topics of interest.

I spend hours each day researching various topics. It's for that reason why I am so confident during debates and writing articles.

The 2018 Winter Olympics are underway, and for that reason CBC "The National" was not uploaded to the Internet. The media organization is so focused on bringing sports coverage to Canada that they've forgotten about Canadian news.......

......or have they? One of the reasons I started writing for "Debunking the CBC" was the amount of propaganda and political manipulation I witnessed daily by the subsidized news corporation. They pick and choose what stories Canadians get to see, and just like every other mass-media company they portray the political slant of the owners. CBC has always been known for its partisan position, always favouring the left, and this is the main reason why you see blatant attacks on the Conservatives while bolstering the Liberals. So, is there any particular reason why CBC might not be showing any Canadian news other than the sexual allegations and a couple of murder cases? The answer is so simple.........

.....their poster boy, Justin Trudeau has made himself appear exceptionally foolish.

What was supposed to be beneficial to the Liberal party has turned into a major public relationships nightmare. What am I talking about? Those town-hall meetings that ended up being nothing more than a sham.

Think about it. The Prime Minister who is refusing to answer anything in question period from the leaders we elected to represent us, is taking a trip across Canada on the taxpayer's dime on what has become evident as nothing more than a political campaign, on the pretense of answering questions from Canadian citizens.

I'll say that again in case you missed it; a man who refuses to answer questions from the political representatives during Parliamentary sessions is not going to answer questions from ordinary citizens.

Too much evidence has emerged from those pseudo-town-hall meetings that proves several key factors as to the claims these were a Liberal promotion stunt and nothing more.

A) The seating arrangements were specifically tailored to display diversity and ensure only certain individuals were allowed a chance to ask questions. Too many eye-witnesses have claimed proof to this fact, specifically those in the front of the line being ushered to certain seats closer to the back. Claims of "First come, first served", were proven false.

2) They were highly controlled. Anyone frustrated at Trudeau was immediately ushered from the building and then mocked by the Prime Minister, usually to bolster his talking points of "Diversity", and "There is no core identity, no mainstream in Canada" to attack the natural born citizens that are getting upset.

D) Trudeau didn't really answer questions. As he slowly paces back and forth with a microphone in his hand, Justin uses all his skills as a drama teacher as he scans the crowd and panders to his audience. When pressed on tough questions, he would respond with some sort rhetoric, like, "We, as a country, have an awful lot to offer the world".

Gee Justin! Where would we be in this world, without this great country of ours?

BUT! That's NOT the biggest gaffe by the Prime Minister of Canada. In a recent town-hall meeting, when a woman asked a pretty simple question, she used the word "Mankind". For some odd reason reason this TRIGGERED the feminist-in-chief, and he rudely interrupted her to blurt out, "We now say PEOPLEKIND because it's more inclusive..."


Now he's turning around and claiming this was all some sort of joke. Meanwhile, Canadians are waking up; Trudeau's approval rating is at an all time low as he heads into the second half of his term. From breaking the law and parading around as if he has no accountability, to donating billions in foreign aid while leaving Canadians on the back-burner, Trudeau's plan to use these town-hall meetings as something beneficial for the Liberal party just majorly backfired.......

......turns out the joke's on him.

Anyway, Dear Diary, the world's attention is now turned to Pyeongchang, South Korea, as the Winter Olympics have just kicked off. As I predicted, this is turning out to be a huge political statement for North Korea, and I must admit I'm enjoying the political aspect way more than the sports.... But you know me, Dear Diary, I always like good political intrigue.....

...At least they're not test-firing nukes or rockets, eh?

Well, I feel decent enough to work-out today. Heffy is bathed, fed, and basking. The house is quiet after a fairly rambunctious weekend.

I have lots to tell you about, Dear Diary, but for now things have to settle down in my life before I give you all the dirty gossip. I promise, I WILL tell you all the things I've been up to lately, but right now I can't.

I'll let you go. Hope you have a great day! Talk to you soon!

February 16th
Good morning, Dear Diary. It's another day of cloud and wind with temperatures around the freezing mark.

I've been up since 4 AM due to health issues. Ugh!

Another day, another article for "Debunking the CBC". Since I had so much time today I decided to be somewhat long-winded. The response has been pretty awesome thus far, and I look forward to writing each day.

My plan for today is to do some more work on my paper-mache hydra. It's one of those stay-at-home kinda days.

Things are decent in the house lately. The roommates I have on my level get along pretty well. Still have issues with the amount of noise coming from upstairs, and I doubt that will change.

Guess what, Dear Diary.......

....I can actually fill you in on a few details about my life. Remember those little secrets I keep hinting at? The ones I keep saying I'll tell you later? Well, it turns out I can finally reveal what I've been up to. The main reason I am able to make such a revelation at this point in time is because on Valentine's Day the two women I've been dating had a chance to meet each other.....

.....no names, Dear Diary. I can't tell you that part, but I can say that the meeting went much better than I expected.

Since last October when I was unfortunately made single, I have entertained a few different women. In almost all cases they were completely unexpected. In one case I went home with a 30-something year-old, and another time I brought one home from the bar. The other two women are of a different matter, however, and they were repeats, as well as, quite known to me.

They're both bi-sexual. One just wants a physical relationship with me, but both are accepting of each other. It probably doesn't hurt they both find each other attractive. Anyway, I've been given a green light by both women.

So, there you have it. Dear Diary. This was one of the big secrets I've been keeping. On my 45th birthday I spent the night with a lady-friend, and again on Christmas Eve. Being as that this is a public diary I didn't want to make my affairs public because the other lady reads it. Now that they both know it doesn't matter if such things are public knowledge. What's going to become of all of this? I imagine it will end somehow, someday, because everything always comes to an end.....

...but for now I'll just enjoy what I have. Who knows what the future holds?

Well, Dear Diary, I am off to go and work on my hydra. The house is fairly clean, and all my chores are done since I've been up so early. I hope you have a wonderful day, and an even better weekend!

February 19th
Good afternoon, Dear Diary. It's above freezing at the moment, but it's raining. This is the fourth day in a row that the sun hasn't been able to break through the cloud cover.

Today marks "Family Day" in Canada. I'm not doing anything to commemorate the day, except perhaps some paper mache. I've already written my CBC article, baked some cookies, fed Hephestusamazilion, and even managed to get in a work-out.

So...... Dear Diary, remember when I made the comment, "What's going to become of all of this?"........

........I guess when it comes to the opposite sex there is the distinct possibility for one thing to be said, while meaning the opposite. It's also possible for a woman to say something, and then change her mind later. Call it "Female's Prerogative" or what-have-you, but it's fair to say that things didn't go exactly that way I had planned.

I honestly figured it would take a few weeks or even a month-or-two to see an impact from the two women I've been dating, that met on Valentine's Day. (February 14th) Turns out that's not what happened at all......

......almost immediately the next day one of them expressed her concern. Not about me, and not about her, but about the "Possessiveness" she observed in the other woman. It was for that reason that she had decided to retreat and allow me some time to "Figure it out". A couple of days later (Friday) the other woman came over to see me, and as the evening progressed, things went South.

One is acting indifferent while the other is being possessive. The idea of maintaining a sexual relationship with both women seems to have hit a brick wall.

So, what did I learn from this? Is there some moral at the end of this sad-but-true life-story?

Well, for now I'm still focusing on myself. My goal to become world-renown is still something I work on every day, and my pursuit to better myself as an individual has included a long, honest look in the mirror. But! As for my love-life?

It's safe to say I've settled on the concept of not involving other ladies in my sessions of romance, although a tad reluctantly. Not to brag, Dear Diary, but when it comes to being handy with the ladies I do some of my best work in the dark. Let's not forget that for the moment my life is still a waiting game, and it may take a couple of months before anything definitive is revealed.

My life IS going to change in the next couple of months. 2018 holds some real opportunities for me, but it could also swing the other way too. For now my endevour is simply to keep my self busy and out of trouble.

So, yea! I'm planning on a big session of paper mache on my Hydra for the rest of the day. Sounds like a great way to spend a rainy afternoon, eh?

Oh! I broke my camera. Not sure when I can get it replaced, but that would explain the absence of pictures lately.

Well, Dear Diary, I hope you have a wonderful day, and I sincerely everyone spends the day with family and loved ones. Remember, family doesn't necessarily mean blood, and blood doesn't necessarily denote family.

Talk soon!

February 20th
Good afternoon, Dear Diary! It's ANOTHER cloudy day with constant rain, but at least the temperatures are well above the freezing mark. The snow is disappearing FAST!

Not much to report today, but I thought I should at least come and say hi.

I had a visit this morning, and that's what's taking me so long to get my day going. I have to say the visit was awesome!

As I said, this is a short entry. I have tons of things I need to get accomplished today, and time seems to be moving by exceptionally quickly. Hope you have a great day!

February 25th
Good morning, Dear Diary. For the first time in a very long time the sun is shining. Apparently we are in for a couple of days of sun and shine.

I don't have much time to write this morning. I've got a few things to do today, and since i was offered some meds to help Brian clean his truck and the back yard, I am going to jump on the opportunity.

I was planning on writing a big diary entry today top make up for my lack of writing lately. What you may fail to realize, Dear Diary, is that I write about 6-9 pages of material everyday, and am not finding as much free-time as I used to have.

Anyway, I'm off to shower and then go outside. The weatherman says it's going to be fairly nice, although a brisk wind.  Hope you have a great day!

March 1st
In like a lion; that's how March decided to make an entrance. The weather for the last couple of says has been bright sunshine and warm enough to melt ALL the snow. What does the weather decide to do today? SNOW!!?!

I realize I haven't been writing in my journal very much. This is due to all the other things I've been up to, and it seems my time is always in demand when I'm feeling in decent shape. Sorry, Dear Diary. I'll try to do better.


Popular posts from this blog

Jello Shooters

Obscure Arcanum - Chapter Nineteen

Obscure Arcanum - Chapter Twenty Three