Pig it out

“Alleged plot”, “imminent attack”…
I woke up to such news. This time in London’s LHR. I listened to it and realized that this must be a joke. “Liquid bombs”, which supposed to be smuggled on the board of an airplane separately in…a cologne bottles and… water bottles and mixed on the board to blow up an aircraft. I thought I am going to burst with laughter. Such idiotic excuse to take the public opinion attention off of the war crimes committed by Israel in Lebanon and the war Bush and Blair thugs wage on Iraqi people.
No, I do not believe in this whole story about LHR.
Of course 21 people were arrested. Who cares, they are just “dirty Arabs” who were born in UK. Such an easy target. Be an Arab and you are in jeopardy of being called a terrorist and rest assured that everybody around you will believe government thugs and the media.
No, I do not believe them.

Today I feel a bit better but it doesn’t mean that the threat of the worst is gone. My pain prevails and I can feel it. I am ready to act if I will have to.

I slept a lot last night and today. Las night I fell asleep about 10:30 pm and slept until 8:45 am. I woke up, took my doggies for a walk and took my pills with some little food. I read a news on the internet and later watched the news about LHR scheme to switch to European Championships in Athletics in Gutenberg, Sweden and turned back to Heathrow news and fell asleep.
I slept for about 2 hours and woke up to walk my doggies again.
Now, at 3:21 pm I am sitting and writing. Meantime my Sister called and told me, that she would like to pay my electrical bill, which my landlord did not bother to bring to for last 4 months…
It could be impossible in my country. In America a tenant is responsible for the electrical bill and his telephone and sometime his gas bill and heating too.
Here, in Poland, it is just as stupid as this whole country’s policies are and a landlord has all the utilities registered under his name.

So, she called, my Sister, that is and told me she is going to pay the bill.
She is the greatest sister on Earth.
Yesterday she paid my cable TV and the internet bill…
If not I’d have no money for food.
This is how low I got today.
I spoke with my friend in Chicago via MSN Messenger and I told him about my predicament here and that I would like to go back to America. But he is such egotistic man, that the conversation went nowhere and I quit it after 10 minutes.

So, I am stuck here waiting for death. It must come. I remember when I was already on The Other Side in 1994 and I was sent back with the message that “when my time comes I would know first.”
Since then I am here and I have no idea why was I sent back?
I rather be dead since then.

I ate something. I fixed myself French fries and two fried eggs with some sausage. I ate half of it and the rest ended up in my dog’s stomachs.
I lost some weight and I am glad. I wish I had no problems so I could just go and look for more opportunities. Well, I do not know if I can since I already have an agent. I am sitting at home waiting for a telephone from the agency. I think it may not ring at all, but in the back of my head I still have some little hope.
Dum spiro, spero. Pig it out