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If so, could you translate a few paragraphs from English to Français?

I'd use Google Translate but I know very well what it does to German and Russian.

My latest Romance Scammer - this one is new, as she is from Twitter; all the Facebook Romance Scammers seem to have clued in to that I'm on to them by now - early this afternoon sent me the most AMAZING picture, spent several hours swearing her undying love for me, then topped it all off with a request that I send her 250 Euros so she can buy food for her young son tomorrow.

Every last bit of that in French while I madly copypasted between Google Translate and the Google Hangouts iOS App.

If she's going to extract from me fifty times the money that I actually possess, then I'm going to make her read some of my writing first.

Look: there are worse fates. For example, I could be getting fucked to pieces by a supermodel heroin addict.

Oh, wait.

I'm listing Ankara and Istanbul Turkey as Soggy Jobs, despite having had only one listing at all, is going viral there.

ABB is hiring SCADA Engineers in Turkey - Supervisory Control and Data Acquisition. These often are combined with HMI: Human-Machine Interface.

Top-Notch HMI is _vital_ to prevent stuff like oil platforms from capsizing.

In other news, shortly I will sing for my bus ticket, then after that, a used copy of Horn Of The Moon Cookbook. I friend once lent me his copy; I was heavily into its Pumpkin Pie but no longer can recall the actual recipe.

Fuck MDC

Possible 12-Core Third-Gen Ryzen 'Matisse' CPU Pops up in UserBenchmark Database

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I have three girlfriends now. One of them does not - yet - know about either of the two others. Those two others know about that first one but the two of them do not know about each other.

I regard this as quite a serious problem. While some are into dating more than one, and some are OK for their partner to actually do so, I am _not_ and never have been.

Sarah Is Insane.

"Cheri" - not her real name - is very French, very hot and very jealous of Sarah.

"Renata" - not her real name - has deep roots in the Philippines. She and I had a long distance relationship for a few months last year, after she threw her previous beau out for being unfaithful.

But he and Renata had been together for quite a long time, he helped put all four of her kids through college. Other than infidelity, I have every reason to believe Renata when she said he was a good man.

She took him in, then a while later, threw him back out, I expect for good this time.

Sarah and Cheri are young enough to have children. Cheri has a boy of two or maybe three; as far as I can tell from America, Cheri is quite a good mother to her son.

Sarah wants children but cannot have them until she has been in recovery from her Heroin and Benzodiazepine - Xanax, Ativan and the like - until in my own estimation she has gone three years without relapsing.

But there is absolutely no way to get Sarah into DeTox until we find some way to control her quite severe Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

OCD is driven by Anxiety; she also has Generalized Anxiety Disorder. That Sarah got hooked on Xanax is due to a pill-pusher having prescribed it every day. That did not have to happen as there are some Antidepressants that also work really well for Anxiety.

OCD develops when an otherwise anxious person finds some activity that comforts them; for me, it is writing. At one time but no longer it was playing the piano. That I continue to play is due to interest and pleasure as well as my hope to be a professional musician, but no longer due to anxiety.

This results in a death spiral until the only way the Obsessive can ever get any peace is to practice their chosen compulsion - and it is chosen, though perhaps subconsciously.

Sarah pinches.

And pinches and pinches and pinches. She will move to a new spot after she lacerates herself - she's got scars all over her body, even her lovely face that are not needle tracks.

Within seconds she is memorized. I tried taking her hand away, fearing I would upset her. But no she thanked me then asked that I do so every time I see her pinching. Simply to take her hand away did not prevent her from pinching again, so I suggested she squeeze my hand as tightly as she could. That gives her perhaps one minute of relief.

My good friend Chelsea Baumgartner has another friend with OCD; Chelsea suggested "Replacement Therapy". The experience of a lover with Borderline Personality Disorder was that Origami was completely effective at stopping her slashing of her own wrists - even with her fingernails when in a Psychiatric Intensive Care Unit.

I showed Sarah how to fold a Peace Crane - a paper bird. It is said that to fold one thousand of them will bring about World Peace.

Sarah was delighted but the Peace Crane is far too difficult a fold for total newbies.

Chelsea offered to meet me that she may give me some Origami Paper, but since then I've been unable to so much as visit Sarah. In two weeks I've only seen her twenty minutes. When I offered to visit her, Sarah was quite pleased but that night she was working: whenever I got to where Sarah had agreed to meet, some new John had rung her up then drove her to a hotel somewhere far away. Finally Sarah advised me to go to NedSpace so I wouldn't miss the last train.

I need to chill for a while so I'll write more about Cheri and Renata in the comments.

Do Your Worst.

Oh how easily we slip into tyranny! You are aware, are you not, that we Greeks had two different words for "king", depending on how they "got to be king, because I didn't vote for you." The two words are, Basileus (Greek: βασιλεύς), and Tyrant (Greek τύραννος, tyrannos). Basileus is a legitimate king, whether by birth or by election. Tyrants, um, come to power by other means.

So here we have it. Yet another aristarchus submission has met it's appointed fate, and highly unusual, the eds, (OK, Takyon) provided a justification, beyond the fact that it was, after all, an aristarchus submission.

We're sorry, your submission "MAGA hats are offensive and there’s nothing we can do about it" was declined for the following reason:
There’s nothing we can do about it -takyon

The editors felt it inappropriate for them to correct the issue themselves. Please feel free to correct the issue yourself and resubmit.

Yeah, right, resubmit. One thing about being the target of a programme of censorship, you learn to recognize sarcastic encouragement. Not bloody likely, as janrinock of olde would say. There was nothing they could do? How about doing your job, editors, like, editing something. Throwing back to me what I thought was a perfectly cromulent submission, and expecting me to divine from the fact that there was nothing you could do, that there is something that I could do? Boggles the mind, it does.

Point is, if you wear a MAGA hat, you hate American, you hate Native Americans, which includes the TMB, as lovely and native as he is, and you hate immigrants, which all but the Native Americans are, and you are probably a Catholic Prep School Douche, like Brett Kavanaugh. There. I said it. Catholic preps school boys are fun! And recruits for Opus Dei and the Alt-right. And Takyon seems to be in cahoots (just because I like to use the word "cahoots") with them. #freearistarchus!!!!

Murders at the hand of extremists were up 35% in 2018, with right-wing extremists responsible for more deaths than any other year in more than two decades, the Anti-Defamation League reported Wednesday.

The ADL’s Center on Extremism tracked 50 extremism-related murders last year, according to the new edition of its Murder and Extremism Report. All of them were conducted by right-wing extremists (one perpetrator also had alleged ties to Islamist extremism). That number made 2018 the deadliest year for right-wing extremists since the Oklahoma City bombing in 1995, which killed 171.

Among the murders tracked in the ADL’s analysis were the mass shootings at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida, which killed 17; Tree of Life*Or L’Simcha Synagogue in Pittsburgh, which killed 11; and a Waffle House in Nashville. All of the suspects in those cases had expressed support online for far-right ideologies.

Right-Wing Extremist Murders Surged In 2018: ADL

Boyfriend and girlfriend are out. ‘Partners’ are in. Here’s why more millennials are changing how they define their relationships.

Not yet, anyway.

Whenever I go more than about twelve hours without hearing from her I become convinced someone slipped her Fentanyl.

I've been wanting to ask her to text me at least once a day, if only to let me know she's still alive, but figured it would be better to ask her in person.

I haven't seen her in ten days.

But she sent me a text this afternoon, said "I Miss You" and told me where she was; that particular street is chock full o' hookers.

I'm going to bring her some tasty and nutritious - even if sugary - food. For example, dark chocolate is quite rich in iron, as well as tryptophan and so likely would ease her anxiety. I've got a buttload of raisins for her. While their sugar will appeal to her, more important is that raisins are rich in iron as well.

Yet another aristarchus submission has met it's appointed fate. Nothing surprising, but, there was a non-blank rationale field, highly unusual!

We're sorry, your submission "This online comic shows how pick-up artists morphed into the alt-right" was declined for the following reason:
All hail the Supreme Gentleman! -takyon

The editors felt it inappropriate for them to correct the issue themselves. Please feel free to correct the issue yourself and resubmit.

Of course, I think the entire point was that these are no Gentleman, and the Red Pillars need to get themselves over to The Art of Manliness website. And apparenty, this includes one of our more prolific editors? Cause for pause, Soylentils! What are we part of, here!

I have _never_ regarded my Bipolar-Type Schizoaffective Disorder as a disability for the specific reason that I chose coding for my career despite my degree being in Physics, as I was quite pleasantly surprised to find that I still write great code even when floridly paranoid or even suicidal.

Thus I persistently refused to apply for Kuro5hin's repeated calls for me to apply for SSDI - Social Security Disability Insurance - throughout my five years of homelessness, thereby redoubling their convictions that I really _was_ disabled.

That I missed two shrink's and a witch doctor's appointment so far this month led me to conclude that I will now - but _not_ due to any mental illness.

One's benefit is determined by one's last ten years' income before the onset of one's disability. For me, that's May of 2010 when I had my first seizure, dissociative fugue and short-term memory loss - WHILE I WAS DRIVING A CAR!!!!

Before 2010 I was making SCADS of money.

I am absolutely serious: as if God Almight Himself said "LET THERE BE MIKE!" the entire UNIVERSE sprung into existence with me not having a clue as to whose car I was driving, where I was going nor where I had come from. That I passed Mt. Shasta an hour later led me to recover my memory of having set out from my Mom's place in Vancouver, Washington late the previous afternoon and that I was headed home to South San Jose.

That enabled me to realized I had no memory of the previous sixteen hours. Eventually I recalled being pulled over for a busted taillight in Central Oregon, then very early that morning posting a K5 Diary - what you sorry lot call a "Journal" - at the Shari's Restaurant And Pies in Medford, in Southern Oregon.

I still have no memory of entering that restaurant, being seated, looking at the menu let alone ordering or eating my food. I hope to God I didn't Dine And Ditch but really I have no memory of paying either.

Once I got to south San Jose, Hilarity Ensued. I'll cover that later.

The Washington State Health Authority quite reasonably request I submit proof of income eligibility for my Medicaid in late October. About an hour ago I concluded that I am neurologically incapable of going my own books and so will request the Health Authority retain a bookkeeper to do my books for me - I hope she knows GnuCash!

I initiated an SSDI application in late November because my Broca's - or Expressive - Aphasia was persistent for the very first time; before that it always cleared up in four to eight hours.

But I withdrew my application when that Aphasia abated two weeks later.

My case manager Michelle Quesada is coming to haul me off to a food pantry in West Vancouver in a little bit. (I live in Central.) During our sojourn, I'll ask that she help my prepare my application.

That first step was to request an Application Interview, which I cancelled. Even so, the SSA sent me an application form. I'll ask Michelle to fill it out by asking me questions.

I am no longer able to fill that application out on my own.

And I Reiterate:

Kill Me.