Who's got an arrest warrant issued? It might be the monster!

Yep.  The monster had his court hearing this morning and he did not show up.  Surprise, surprise.  Case was not dismissed but an arrest warrant was issued.  I hope they find him.  I'll gladly help with the monster hunt.  I was waiting to see a police car for him since his address is still listed on the court website.  I know they can find him.  Please find him.  I need this win.

Considering how he set us back financially with him tapping into our electricity this is well deserved karma.  He stole from people including us.  He's getting off light in my opinion even if he gets the six years.  He's a horrible person.

My days have been going by too fast with my new responsibilities.  I do like this new situation, it's just when someone is gone it can get chaotic and I have no reason to whine since I'll be the one that has time off next week.

The poor thinker was not happy with the diva today.  She noticed she was parroting the lurker.  I said not to take it personal.  She wants to be accepted and be considered important.  She's barking up the wrong tree with the lurker.  

I talked to my neighbor tonight about how expensive things are.  I mentioned my medical and how I get so much paid off and got hit with more.  He talked about stopping insulin for awhile because it was $700 and finally got it for $35.

I got one more night of walking before it'll be too dark for me to go out.  I felt depressed when I was walking back.  I thought of Kamala Harris' comments about how people shouldn't have to get by.  We should be able to feel ok to buy Christmas gifts or go on vacation.  Those words haunt me so much in this last year and I started crying.  I was thankful it was a little dark so people couldn't see me getting tearful about life.  It's been a lot for all of us and the fact that people think it's ok is even more upsetting.  The cruelty is a lot.

Then I remembered the monster is going to jail and I felt a little bit better.  Karma will come for those people who think it's ok to hurt others.  

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