💀☠💀☠💀☠ The Doldrums Again

Another deep dive into corruption (J. Dubai). I have left myself no time for a needed afternoon nap, despite being awake long before 7 a.m. after not likely getting to bed last night until after 1:30 a.m.

In my rage last afternoon upon discovering that my wife helped herself to $1,200 of my monthly pension that had arrived that day ─ and helping herself after having me give her $500 two days before ─ I sent her this text at 5:43 p.m. because I believed that she was at a casino gambling away our money. :

So there goes my pension -- you just can't give that damned casino enough of our money!

If you do not have a very good explanation of what you have done and how you intend to replace all $1,700 of the money of mine that you have taken the past two days, I am going to tell both of your sons at 9 pm exactly.

This is insane!!

I had believed her to be having the day off work, for Wednesdays are normally a free day from the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. So when she had gone out late in the morning, I assumed it was to run errands.

Then in the afternoon, I saw that she was withdrawing my pension money ─ from an ATM at the casino, which is located near where she works. Since her place of employment is quite far from here, and she had expressed the evening previous how unhappy she is working at the restaurant, it seemed logical to me that she had gone to that area to gamble.

Her reply came very quickly thereafter:

I took $1,200 just show for my delivery from Thailand, I put its back tonight after work sorry

So she was actually working at the restaurant ─ I had no way of knowing, since she had not said anything before. As for the "delivery from Thailand", she was referring to another of her periodical large orders of products from The iCon Group which she resells to her friends and other people interested in the products, for my wife does undersell anyone else ─ I do give her that.

Thus she was largely innocent, perhaps, of my convictions of her behaviour.

This did considerably ease my distress, although I did tune in a Christmas movie and had several ounces of Bacardi Spiced Rum during it so as to help me become immersed into the movie ─ 2017's A Rose for Christmas.

It seems to me that I may have watched the film in the past, but it is only a suspicion. If I did see it before, I must have been very drunk.

I do find lead actress Rachel Boston to be quite appealing, and her co-star Marc Bendavid usually plays very likeable characters, as was the case here.

I actually worked myself up into an extended tearful outburst at God for my life's miserably helpless plight that sees me unable to get extricated from the crushing debt that I have allowed my wife to bury me under.

After my younger brother was home into the early latter evening, one of the features we were to watch was another of the short movies in the Edgar Wallace Mysteries series ─ this time, it was July 1962's Time to Remember.

We watched it on T.V. via a browser app that I have downloaded into our Android TV Box, using the Yandex search engine to find a source at this OK.ru link.

Not exactly incidentally, but as of this afternoon, my wife has yet to replace any money back into my chequing account. But at least she came home in the latter evening yesterday and evidently avoided any partying or casino activity.

She also avoided me, for she did not remain up for very long, retiring for the night relatively soon after getting home. She and I have separate bedrooms.

And then this morning, since she had to work a full day, she did not rise until she only had time to shower and otherwise ready herself for the quite long drive ─ the restaurant opens at 11 a.m. Now the question is: Will she come home promptly after work tonight, or will she screw up?

I cannot keep living with this uncertainty and stress.

Changing topics now, among the videos that my brother and I were to watch this morning was a fairly short zinger uploaded to Rumble on Christmas Eve by mariazeee: Counter-Terrorism Teams Deployed Against Peaceful Australians Labelled as "Conspiracy Theorists".

Australian Police have announced counter-terrorism teams will be monitoring “anti vax conspiracy theorists” who show “concerning behaviour” (which they regard “conspiracy theories” as).

They are also encouraging Australians to report anyone who engages in what they deem as “conspiracy theories” to contact police directly, or contact crime stoppers.

They advise they will be looking at all social media material for conspiracy theories being posted, who is looking at those sites, where those people are located, with a plan to “go and speak to them”.

Please share this message to let Australians know we have done nothing wrong, we are not afraid, and we will not be silent.

This is getting to be far too intolerant. Those promoting this level of tyranny are going to have to be taken right down ─ we cannot keep putting up with such bastards.

And although it took some while to get particularly interesting, another quite good video was uploaded two days ago to Rumble by Vaccine Choice Canada: James Roguski - Secret Information Revealed.

The WHO just released a 46-page document revealing the proposed amendments to the International Health Regulations. This information has been kept secret for months but James Roguski has just obtained this document and is here to alert us of its alarming ramifications and to share his “Call To Action."

Prevent Genoside: https://preventgenocide2030.org/

The Peoples Amendments: https://jamesroguski.substack.com/p/the-peoples-amendments-to-the-international

Actions for Canadians: https://preventgenocide2030.org/actions/canada/

James Roguski: https://jamesroguski.substack.com

I was toying with the idea of undertaking a long walk either this evening, or else going to bed relatively early and tackling it in the wee a.m. However, I have decided to wait until the passage of New Year's Eve / New Year's Day, and see if I can resolve to be more steadfast about walking the narrow way ─ I am too sick of my afternoon conduct to be able to manage aught in the present, having little heart for much at all.

I want to mention a curious incident that befell yesterday morning when my brother was leaving to pick up his girlfriend Bev at 10 a.m. to drive her to work. When he opened the front door to leave, he found a paper bag from Subway ─ it was fairly damp, so must have been out there for much of the night.

It contained three unwrapped Subway sandwiches.

Neither of my stepsons owned up to placing any order.

I have since eaten one submarine sandwich, and my brother another ─ mine was either a salmon or tuna sandwich, tasting much like the mashed fish had come from a can.

My brother conjectures that the delivery driver must have gotten lost, and would surely have made the delivery after everyone here had gone to bed, for he otherwise would have knocked or rung the doorbell. I do not exactly recall when I retired for the night prior, but it was most likely after 1 a.m.

What is additionally odd is that a raccoon or skunk did not sniff out the feast and find it first.

Anyway, since I am planning on remaining home tonight, perhaps I will have more Bacardi Spiced Rum and watch a movie ─ possibly another Christmas film.