I just moved into my new place, and, of course, it’s not as it was when I looked. I expected them to do things to the apartment and they did. There’s a big square hole under the sink. The area where the pipe is, is wide open. I can see the pipe all the way to the wall of the apartment next to me. Two one-way mirrors have been added. There’s a camera above the cabinets in the kitchen area. And the side of the wall next to the door has cracks from the top to the bottom. The sinks, of course, have no stoppers. And I’m sure I’ll discover other things as the week goes by. Anyone can easily get into my mailbox. It’s not tighly put in. I can open it myself without a key, so can everyone else. Isn’t life wonderful for us targets? Welcome to another hell hole.
I’m typing this at the library. I haven’t gotten my computer fixed yet. I’m being hacked by about four to five hackers at one time. And, of course, the library is full of those things called perps. Don’t these people have anything better to do with their lives? Some of them I see all the time. I make sure I take a really good look at their faces, because I want to know all about their tattoos, scars, so if I ever need to identify them, I can. And some day, I hope I can. I will not forget their faces or tattoos.
These peoples are evil. When I see evil I know it. And believe me, they’re evil. If someone can do what they’re doing without any conscience, they’re evil. But some day, their day will come. They’ll get back everything they’ve done to all of us. And the librarians, I can’t stand any of them. They’re in on what’s going on and are nasty. They, too, will get their day. And I hope soon.
The perps are back to messing around with my pipes. I washed my dishes, dried them, and put them away. As I walked away from the kitchen, I felt water at my feet. I looked down and there was water everywhere. Puddles of water leading from the kitchen to the dining area.
I took a look under my sink. Well, well. Again, the pipe is a mess. The perps disconnected the drain from the pipe. So the water was not going through the pipe, but it was falling on the sink cabinet bottom. The cabinet bottom was all wet, everything underneath destroyed. My laundry detergent box got wet and the detergent fell out and was on everything.
Most of the day, I’ve spent mopping the floor. I keep forgetting that the sink is nothing but a big hole and keep putting the water on.
I went to the office to tell them that the sink is a big hole and the lady in the office told me that she would send someone over to fix the pipe.
It is now 7:49 p.m., everyone’s gone home, but no maintenance man ever showed up. I knew he wouldn’t. Anyone else would have gotten his sink fixed right away, but not me.
Tomorrow the office’s closed for the weekend. I’ll probably have to spend my weekend without a sink. I’ve washed my dishes in the bathroom sink.
Isn’t life just peachy for us targets? Always something…