I didn't know it was one TV.
Oh, then I would have said hard money.
I would have just sued over the control for money and every aspect of control.
Kept my house and car and been fine.
This is such crap.
I need to get cool with one of them, sue for the control and get my shit back. Don't trip if I get 600,000 grand after lawyer pay out and move on. That buys me a car, a house and I start a little business or do something 1099, like political campaigning.
I can't think tv or police or feds or damon, cause they make him up. I am fucked. Cause no one's involved. Whats someone should have said, its fucked, no one knows, here's a job and move on. Christmas time, look out for a house and car via the media and apply online, trust me.
I wanna do stand up for me cause too much tragic shit went on, to make it not funny. But its not going public. So nothing is going to happen but the free drinks and 300 dollars a year and I am happy for it.
I just need the shit turned off so I can move on or start too.
Cause no one knew, just me.
Whats so sad is how much was done to me, its a national newstory, but I know I won't watch it, cause I know longer believe it and I stopped listening to other people's conversations.
I need a job and shit to do, not kept busy and not controlled.
I am sick, I am sick. But this is so fucked, cause I didn't know it was just me.
Accountability, is crap, cause I know people that can't hold themselves accountable.
Saturday, December 3, 2016
Sunday, November 27, 2016
The Truth about it Going Public Monday -
I picked up work, from my building. I work three days, I am hoping it covers rent. I am also hitting my job with a viable EEOC charge - to get my job back, respect and also some $$$ for the holidays. But I am also, hoping this goes public Monday. I have often joked in my writing with my emails to the president. I realized the man doesn't know me and it is live edited, Crazy. Which means that I don't have a relationship with any of the people on television. Even the newscasters are edited. I asked for it to go public and for me to sue.
Because while being morbid and psychotic at home, having to hear lie after lie of manipulation, I realized that I could be normal if turned off and I am given an opprotunity to regroup. Its crazy, I know. But to me, killing my boss and now having time to regroup, I realized everyone has a boss that they would love to go away and in private, they say, I would love to kill my boss. But I, like normal people, never planned the action to do so. I never did. I never said, I am going to buy a gun and kill him. Now I have a restraining order on him and he is allowed to drive around for money around my house. But the thoughts of harming him have gone away. I just want to sue everyone. I am edited, live. No one knows. Because to the media and the world, it is a Timothy Mcvay tracker.
Its pretty sick. I am completely edited. To me the notion of completely monitoring a man and controling his thoughts is so sick, its a national newstory. How to do you completely ruin a man for three and half years and plan to keep him fully psychotic to do so. Its sick. There is no therapy - it is so sick what one human being will do to another. I know its a billion dollar cover up and a national newstory.
It is so sick. It turns my stomach. I asked out of the hysteria to kick it with the native american. I figure he's on extra pay and can give me 10 grand to get on my feet and I get a a couple of million on a christmas special. How to completely ruin a man, keep him fully psychotic and continue to set him up and never build a case, strong enough.
I am going down for taking care of myself and to me that is completely sick and people just do this for the money. I am owed a billion. I am. I know and so does everyone else, and I tried suing and no one will pick up the case.
There was an attorney in Las Vegas that was going to, but I can never seem to reach him. They keep me fully psychotic in hospitals, its truly sick. I am 33 and I have no future without the national newstory or without a couple of million.
I know I am sick. But I am going to buy two properties and also two cars in Austin, Texas and just visit Houston rarely.
Who blocks a man's tinder and never let's him go out, without keeping him fully psychotic. The feds.
If I haven't turned into Timothy McVay - then when, that's the national newstory.
Its fucking sick. But I need it public, cause people took it to far - hitting me with cars in Las Vegas, often suggesting suicide with these voices and also cars. Its sick, how people just don't want to pay a man they made him lose his sense of reality to it a hospital and do the scariest things ever to a human being.
Threat to myself, mostly, threat to society, rarely. You get fucked over with a billion dollars, get hit by cars, lose respect of friends and family, not allowed to go out and fuck a random woman, kept broke and fuck over a man for three and half years and tell me you can get a jokester, but to me and the world, it looks like Timothy McVay was created.
Its sick. I want to sue and go away. Get gastric, the first week, first my teeth, get hernia surgery - for my health. Then buy two cars, two houses and a franchise. Go out in March, at 160 and enjoying my life. My tinder, match and also adult friendfinder unblocked and also dick lipo and dick enhancements. To be controlled and slave. How long does it take to run a federal investigation and also if I haven't turned into Timothy Mcvay, with 50 grand and 1100 dollars, then when never.
I can joke and complete the three minute set, and if made public, I can do a complete set of all this shit. Cause no one knew they just used me for money and I can make complete special about being fucked all my life. Its utter crap, but I can make a couple of million alone off of it.
Bullying is crap. People need to know what I am going down for. Its true, I was kept broke and made decisions to survive, while being homeless and also alone. And the world made a billion off of me. And won't make it public cause its utter crap.
There is no need to control. Pay me, cause no one has let me sue. 2 million at least, taxed, so 2 million to start my life over.
Its sick. It is fucked what they did. And they still won't take accountability and I wouldn't but handed me a check, hey blame everyone but start over. Were done.
If you want jokes, I can give you jokes. If you want the truth, I can give you the truth. But fucking pay me and quit doing this shit to a human being.
I am going down for taking care of myself. That's it. And I want my money and it on the news. No one pays me through work. They stop me from making money and also setup some bizzare jealousy thing and also set me up at work. And plan to keep me morbid and psychotic for the rest of my life. Cause they created Timothy Mcvay and don't want a man with a fresh start and the money.
I am not blaming shit, cause I have never made a bizarre of irrationale decision or action. Throughout 8 years. I did show up to a radio station and a sporting event and movie set the first year. But this is year 9 going on year 10. Fuck you pay me. Its sick.
Because while being morbid and psychotic at home, having to hear lie after lie of manipulation, I realized that I could be normal if turned off and I am given an opprotunity to regroup. Its crazy, I know. But to me, killing my boss and now having time to regroup, I realized everyone has a boss that they would love to go away and in private, they say, I would love to kill my boss. But I, like normal people, never planned the action to do so. I never did. I never said, I am going to buy a gun and kill him. Now I have a restraining order on him and he is allowed to drive around for money around my house. But the thoughts of harming him have gone away. I just want to sue everyone. I am edited, live. No one knows. Because to the media and the world, it is a Timothy Mcvay tracker.
Its pretty sick. I am completely edited. To me the notion of completely monitoring a man and controling his thoughts is so sick, its a national newstory. How to do you completely ruin a man for three and half years and plan to keep him fully psychotic to do so. Its sick. There is no therapy - it is so sick what one human being will do to another. I know its a billion dollar cover up and a national newstory.
It is so sick. It turns my stomach. I asked out of the hysteria to kick it with the native american. I figure he's on extra pay and can give me 10 grand to get on my feet and I get a a couple of million on a christmas special. How to completely ruin a man, keep him fully psychotic and continue to set him up and never build a case, strong enough.
I am going down for taking care of myself and to me that is completely sick and people just do this for the money. I am owed a billion. I am. I know and so does everyone else, and I tried suing and no one will pick up the case.
There was an attorney in Las Vegas that was going to, but I can never seem to reach him. They keep me fully psychotic in hospitals, its truly sick. I am 33 and I have no future without the national newstory or without a couple of million.
I know I am sick. But I am going to buy two properties and also two cars in Austin, Texas and just visit Houston rarely.
Who blocks a man's tinder and never let's him go out, without keeping him fully psychotic. The feds.
If I haven't turned into Timothy McVay - then when, that's the national newstory.
Its fucking sick. But I need it public, cause people took it to far - hitting me with cars in Las Vegas, often suggesting suicide with these voices and also cars. Its sick, how people just don't want to pay a man they made him lose his sense of reality to it a hospital and do the scariest things ever to a human being.
Threat to myself, mostly, threat to society, rarely. You get fucked over with a billion dollars, get hit by cars, lose respect of friends and family, not allowed to go out and fuck a random woman, kept broke and fuck over a man for three and half years and tell me you can get a jokester, but to me and the world, it looks like Timothy McVay was created.
Its sick. I want to sue and go away. Get gastric, the first week, first my teeth, get hernia surgery - for my health. Then buy two cars, two houses and a franchise. Go out in March, at 160 and enjoying my life. My tinder, match and also adult friendfinder unblocked and also dick lipo and dick enhancements. To be controlled and slave. How long does it take to run a federal investigation and also if I haven't turned into Timothy Mcvay, with 50 grand and 1100 dollars, then when never.
I can joke and complete the three minute set, and if made public, I can do a complete set of all this shit. Cause no one knew they just used me for money and I can make complete special about being fucked all my life. Its utter crap, but I can make a couple of million alone off of it.
Bullying is crap. People need to know what I am going down for. Its true, I was kept broke and made decisions to survive, while being homeless and also alone. And the world made a billion off of me. And won't make it public cause its utter crap.
There is no need to control. Pay me, cause no one has let me sue. 2 million at least, taxed, so 2 million to start my life over.
Its sick. It is fucked what they did. And they still won't take accountability and I wouldn't but handed me a check, hey blame everyone but start over. Were done.
If you want jokes, I can give you jokes. If you want the truth, I can give you the truth. But fucking pay me and quit doing this shit to a human being.
I am going down for taking care of myself. That's it. And I want my money and it on the news. No one pays me through work. They stop me from making money and also setup some bizzare jealousy thing and also set me up at work. And plan to keep me morbid and psychotic for the rest of my life. Cause they created Timothy Mcvay and don't want a man with a fresh start and the money.
I am not blaming shit, cause I have never made a bizarre of irrationale decision or action. Throughout 8 years. I did show up to a radio station and a sporting event and movie set the first year. But this is year 9 going on year 10. Fuck you pay me. Its sick.
Sunday, November 6, 2016
The Depressing Truth - )
God, it is so sick what I was a part of.
I truly miss my old life. I miss the women at the gym prior to September 2013, checking me out and me praying that they would still want to fuck me at payday.
I miss waking up and paying my bills on time. I miss my furniture and my car. I had been put through this for ten years and my life has utterly been destroyed.
The truth is I hate all of them and everyone that made SOOOOOO MUCH MONEY off me. People know that my life was absolutely ruined for no reason. It was utter shit.
Who destroys someone's life and never pays them at least a million tax free.
Who sets someone up all day for three years straight. FUCKING LOSERS THAT ARE WORSE FELONS THAT I AM.
Its utter shit. I miss everything about my life prior to that job interview of 2013 and leaving the furniture store.
Just imagine, if I would have borrowed money from Veronica and also stay at Exclusive furniture.
I know I would have had kids by now. And been thin. And almost paid off my car and also fixed up my house.
I miss my life so much and now all I've been setup for three years straight.
Its sick and fucked. And American taxpayers dollars have been spent when they could have saved Orlando.
I am glad it stopped. But I am so sick, depressed and pissed that all it takes is a million and I am back to normal in six months.
INSTEAD THEY WANT TO RUIN ME FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE; FUCKING PSYCHO LOSERS.
I truly miss my old life. I miss the women at the gym prior to September 2013, checking me out and me praying that they would still want to fuck me at payday.
I miss waking up and paying my bills on time. I miss my furniture and my car. I had been put through this for ten years and my life has utterly been destroyed.
The truth is I hate all of them and everyone that made SOOOOOO MUCH MONEY off me. People know that my life was absolutely ruined for no reason. It was utter shit.
Who destroys someone's life and never pays them at least a million tax free.
Who sets someone up all day for three years straight. FUCKING LOSERS THAT ARE WORSE FELONS THAT I AM.
Its utter shit. I miss everything about my life prior to that job interview of 2013 and leaving the furniture store.
Just imagine, if I would have borrowed money from Veronica and also stay at Exclusive furniture.
I know I would have had kids by now. And been thin. And almost paid off my car and also fixed up my house.
I miss my life so much and now all I've been setup for three years straight.
Its sick and fucked. And American taxpayers dollars have been spent when they could have saved Orlando.
I am glad it stopped. But I am so sick, depressed and pissed that all it takes is a million and I am back to normal in six months.
INSTEAD THEY WANT TO RUIN ME FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE; FUCKING PSYCHO LOSERS.
Thursday, November 3, 2016
What would be smart.
Since, Stand up is not an option. From Radio deejays trying to get to know someone. But let's say, I do it.
What would be smart - is let me hit that job for 15,000. Let me get a car in Las Vegas and let me switch shifts and do stand up. I need about three months to cut weight and go back to work. But its easier to live this life. Without being annoyed, mollested and destroyed as a victim. Just drop it and have the morning shift not know as much.
My basic requirement is stop talking about everything that I am doing and just leave it alone. That's it. Including the customers. Just drop it and I'll write with a couple of writers and myself, stand up sets in Las Vegas. Cause its cheaper to live there.
I can make 3k a month there and live like a king or have to make triple here in LA and live the same life in LA or even in Houston. Houston you need 4500 trust me.
What would be smart - is let me hit that job for 15,000. Let me get a car in Las Vegas and let me switch shifts and do stand up. I need about three months to cut weight and go back to work. But its easier to live this life. Without being annoyed, mollested and destroyed as a victim. Just drop it and have the morning shift not know as much.
My basic requirement is stop talking about everything that I am doing and just leave it alone. That's it. Including the customers. Just drop it and I'll write with a couple of writers and myself, stand up sets in Las Vegas. Cause its cheaper to live there.
I can make 3k a month there and live like a king or have to make triple here in LA and live the same life in LA or even in Houston. Houston you need 4500 trust me.
Its a Damn Osmsis if you really think about it....
For example, I just gave up because this bullshit didn't make sense. The theory of a triangle fitting into a square hole. This started ten years ago because some deejays were trying to get to know me. I don't think they tapped everything, that I don't think but they reacted to all the texts, myspace, emails, reactions and etc; So I knew I was being watched. I became an utter psycho - similar to the Brittney Spears guy. LEAVE BRITTANY ALONE, yeah him. The summer of 2007 was filled with fun gifts, etc. That I just didn't want neither did I want the job.
I didn't care.
I had almost gotten caught by the cops selling mixtapes, gotten a DUI charge and my CPU broke that summer. So I had graduated college and I was fucked. Then I became psychotic. Truly psychotic.
That was until the year of 2009. The company that took the wrap for rigging all the contests, etc. Gave my mother help on a technically and continue to give her financial and medical help till 2012, I believe.
I learned how to budget, people were giving me a shot cause the DUI was off the record and I was fine. I broke that obsessive thinking and I began to live my life again.
I had a boats and ho's party in Boston.
I was a strip club deejay and I began to financially manage my life. I was screwed after I had gotten out of college because of the DUI and what was happening that I got to fucking sick and wasn't able to work at Chase as a Banker or work at a call center.
Cause I was fucked.
That led me to walk to ABC and talk to the security and also talk to some more people about what actually took place.
You can't fit a triangle in a square. You had a 100,000,000 people set me up and also talk about me and that created an audience. But the backstory doesn't make sense. I am not going to host a late night talk show behind Jimmy Kimmel.
Its not going to happen. What seems more realistic. Is to setup a Webdocumentary on a corporate website like ABC and also make the web-series about getting back into society and learning to trust again without a barrel of a gun.
Cause if my theory was correct. People saw that after I broke the thinking, I didn't need anyone. I didn't; My language was back together. And I enjoyed my life single and working. I could have left the house in 2009, but I owed to my family for all the bullshit I put them through given this osmsis.
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That being said, It is utter shit what people plan to put me through rather than just making this stupid shit public and how much was done to cover up ruining a man's life, by having him setup for 38 months straight. Its utter shit.
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Its truly an osmsis. I saw a couple of famous people today driving around in their car talking about what I was talking about, there. And its an Osmsis, people act like something is going on that's not really happening.
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I am truly the victim and A VICTIM. People that know about just lie all day about me and then tell me what I want to hear and laugh and some of the funny stuff I go through.
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But its sick, they flash little images of being interviewed on the red carpet or at home with my feet propted up thin. And I hate these people that try to control me and everything that I do. Pay me a million tax free for the massive fail. And make it public cause its true. It is to much crap.
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Plan with the $$$$ never fails.
MBA, HOUSE, CAR, POOL TABLE, FLAT SCREEN, NEW XBOX.
BED WITH HOUSE FURNITURE.
THEN DOING THE BIG DICK LITTLE DICK THING IN THE MIRROR FOR 6 MONTHS AND NOT DATING AND JUST GETTING MY LIFE TOGETHER, WITH THE MONEY AND NOT GAMBLING.
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THEN ONCE I TEACH - DATE. MOVE ON.
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I NEED THIS PUBLIC!!!!!?!?!?!!?!??!!? CAUSE ITS TOO MUCH CRAP DONE TO A VICTIM.
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ITS AN OSMSIS1!!!?!!?!?!!??!!??!?!?!?!?!?!
I didn't care.
I had almost gotten caught by the cops selling mixtapes, gotten a DUI charge and my CPU broke that summer. So I had graduated college and I was fucked. Then I became psychotic. Truly psychotic.
That was until the year of 2009. The company that took the wrap for rigging all the contests, etc. Gave my mother help on a technically and continue to give her financial and medical help till 2012, I believe.
I learned how to budget, people were giving me a shot cause the DUI was off the record and I was fine. I broke that obsessive thinking and I began to live my life again.
I had a boats and ho's party in Boston.
I was a strip club deejay and I began to financially manage my life. I was screwed after I had gotten out of college because of the DUI and what was happening that I got to fucking sick and wasn't able to work at Chase as a Banker or work at a call center.
Cause I was fucked.
That led me to walk to ABC and talk to the security and also talk to some more people about what actually took place.
You can't fit a triangle in a square. You had a 100,000,000 people set me up and also talk about me and that created an audience. But the backstory doesn't make sense. I am not going to host a late night talk show behind Jimmy Kimmel.
Its not going to happen. What seems more realistic. Is to setup a Webdocumentary on a corporate website like ABC and also make the web-series about getting back into society and learning to trust again without a barrel of a gun.
Cause if my theory was correct. People saw that after I broke the thinking, I didn't need anyone. I didn't; My language was back together. And I enjoyed my life single and working. I could have left the house in 2009, but I owed to my family for all the bullshit I put them through given this osmsis.
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That being said, It is utter shit what people plan to put me through rather than just making this stupid shit public and how much was done to cover up ruining a man's life, by having him setup for 38 months straight. Its utter shit.
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Its truly an osmsis. I saw a couple of famous people today driving around in their car talking about what I was talking about, there. And its an Osmsis, people act like something is going on that's not really happening.
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I am truly the victim and A VICTIM. People that know about just lie all day about me and then tell me what I want to hear and laugh and some of the funny stuff I go through.
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But its sick, they flash little images of being interviewed on the red carpet or at home with my feet propted up thin. And I hate these people that try to control me and everything that I do. Pay me a million tax free for the massive fail. And make it public cause its true. It is to much crap.
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Plan with the $$$$ never fails.
MBA, HOUSE, CAR, POOL TABLE, FLAT SCREEN, NEW XBOX.
BED WITH HOUSE FURNITURE.
THEN DOING THE BIG DICK LITTLE DICK THING IN THE MIRROR FOR 6 MONTHS AND NOT DATING AND JUST GETTING MY LIFE TOGETHER, WITH THE MONEY AND NOT GAMBLING.
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THEN ONCE I TEACH - DATE. MOVE ON.
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I NEED THIS PUBLIC!!!!!?!?!?!!?!??!!? CAUSE ITS TOO MUCH CRAP DONE TO A VICTIM.
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ITS AN OSMSIS1!!!?!!?!?!!??!!??!?!?!?!?!?!
Friday, October 14, 2016
Today's Award Goes to ... Me (Juan Medina)
I am finally going up to Universal Studio's and asking for my ugliest man ever award.
They own E.
With this award, I want to thank some people and some academy. Then I want to move on. With a million tax free. The need to warn the American public about me is such bullshit. Man or woman - if you want to get them ho's - you should be allowed to and not setup. Its utter bullshit.
With this money, I plan to move the fuck on. I plan to move back to Houston where I know I can make 100 grand a year, without trying. I also plan to fight all my cases in every state that are pending. So when the background check comes up - it will be clean. I also plan to clear my credit and do all my taxes.
I plan to meet with the Gastric Bypass doctor in the memorial area on Next Thursday. I then plan to go house hunting or plan to make a cash offer for my house. I don't care what happened. I got my house back. She might sell it, if I buy it and give her 20 grand cash on top. I would.
Then I plan to enroll back in College, to finish my MBA - I should be done in by March. Then I plan to teach at several community colleges but I plan to pay someone to get me the job interviews. Map out a resume, etc.
I then plan to look at some franchises that are up for sell in my area. I plan to study the books and I plan to work the midshift.
I would gurantee turning 1 million dollars - into a 100 grand take home. While remaining a productive member of society, without being punished or controlled. Just don't sleep with the students and also run my business. I would have about 500 grand left over, but I am so sick of gambling that it would be easier to save the money. Drinking would be cheap. But the majority of my money would be spent on Uber rides and also the weekend going out.
I then plan to buy Yaya, a car and pay her rent off for three years to start to get her caught up and give Christian a 20 grand college fund to afford his college if plans to stay local with his family. That's how much college costs in Houston.
I then plan to get gastric in a month - and setup a man cave with an Xbox. Join a 24 hour gym in the area - and just enjoy my life. I don't like spending money gambling and I spent too much this week and I am fucked for the rest of the month, but I plan to start working. But I like the mentality of not having this scary thing on me all day.
My mind is being read and I am also my thoughts are being controlled via a scary satellite. Just pay me my fucking money, quit hating and let me go. Fuck. Cause its utter shit.
Even if I was 160, dressed nice and didn't need you for money but just work. I wouldn't work for any of them because its utter shit. You set me up asshole and you wanted to be famous so fucking bad you ruined a man completely for it. Its fucking stupid.
I hate the idea of popularity, fame and not doing what I usually do every time I go drink find out about people but its utter crap. The only people that didn't do was the other bar - I went to and I had a decent time, even though there was a fight and no go get them ho's moment or some crap.
Blahaha - this sucks just pay me and let me the fuck go.
Your not holding shit accountable; Your deterring a man from joining society. I don't want to go to cheaper, smaller market for a job, because at this point - if you didn't utterly hate me, you wouldn't need to create one - you'd just have to make it public and I would be able to get any job I want just not in this market - too big.
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The thought process is simple - how do you destroy a professional man so much and did this on purpose cause you got paid to... then expect them to work a retail or food service position. Its utter bullshit. Controlling a psychopath my ass. Pay me my fucking money for this shit and leave me the fuck alone.
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I need to buy a gun for the car because you hit me with cars on purpose that's it. And how the fuck do you let a man fucking sue for this shit. Keep him psychotic for the rest of his life instead. Or make it public - how the fuck you ruined a man's life for three years. Because some loser thought this was such a fucking big deal. And never left because you fucked me and never paid me for it and got the feds involved because you didn't want to pay for it. I don't understand the logic either - you can hit a man with a car, which looks like technically manslaughter and attempted murder then get him under federal investigation. Fuck you, pay me.
Its utter shit. Blahahahaha - Give me my award and pay me money. Because its not a joke dick. Leave me alone and leave me out of this crap. Its old. I die today, I got nothing I asked for; I was never pleased and catered too. And never paid the fucking money that needed to be given for ruining a man that just needed an uber driver, a drinking buddy and also a job in Houston when he had his shit together.
I am done. Pay me and leave me alone and I promise - in 15 years, when my kids want to check out Disney, Universal, Paramount and all the them parks and crap, I'll attend the studio audience and also not ask to go in front of the line.
I'll never have the money to sue. So just pay me a million tax free now and just drop it. And move on. Cause the talking is utter crap. You blow up my spot and hinder me from moving on and tarnish me in every way possible. For something illegal that was done and what I saw in a car.
And the shit needs to go public. I am talking to you fed's. I want the shit out. So I don't have to be setup and hindered to work in society. If it goes public and I am not pressed charges against. I'll run for mayor in Las Vegas. Cause its a small market and everyone knows me. Keep me away from the TV after this. Cause I'll start watching in year, when everyone gets over it. Cause then I can have something in common with people, local sports teams, etc. Without having to deal with this psychotic shit. Cause I don't want anyone in America to have to go through this.
No More go getting them ho's till my next free paycheck.
They own E.
With this award, I want to thank some people and some academy. Then I want to move on. With a million tax free. The need to warn the American public about me is such bullshit. Man or woman - if you want to get them ho's - you should be allowed to and not setup. Its utter bullshit.
With this money, I plan to move the fuck on. I plan to move back to Houston where I know I can make 100 grand a year, without trying. I also plan to fight all my cases in every state that are pending. So when the background check comes up - it will be clean. I also plan to clear my credit and do all my taxes.
I plan to meet with the Gastric Bypass doctor in the memorial area on Next Thursday. I then plan to go house hunting or plan to make a cash offer for my house. I don't care what happened. I got my house back. She might sell it, if I buy it and give her 20 grand cash on top. I would.
Then I plan to enroll back in College, to finish my MBA - I should be done in by March. Then I plan to teach at several community colleges but I plan to pay someone to get me the job interviews. Map out a resume, etc.
I then plan to look at some franchises that are up for sell in my area. I plan to study the books and I plan to work the midshift.
I would gurantee turning 1 million dollars - into a 100 grand take home. While remaining a productive member of society, without being punished or controlled. Just don't sleep with the students and also run my business. I would have about 500 grand left over, but I am so sick of gambling that it would be easier to save the money. Drinking would be cheap. But the majority of my money would be spent on Uber rides and also the weekend going out.
I then plan to buy Yaya, a car and pay her rent off for three years to start to get her caught up and give Christian a 20 grand college fund to afford his college if plans to stay local with his family. That's how much college costs in Houston.
I then plan to get gastric in a month - and setup a man cave with an Xbox. Join a 24 hour gym in the area - and just enjoy my life. I don't like spending money gambling and I spent too much this week and I am fucked for the rest of the month, but I plan to start working. But I like the mentality of not having this scary thing on me all day.
My mind is being read and I am also my thoughts are being controlled via a scary satellite. Just pay me my fucking money, quit hating and let me go. Fuck. Cause its utter shit.
Even if I was 160, dressed nice and didn't need you for money but just work. I wouldn't work for any of them because its utter shit. You set me up asshole and you wanted to be famous so fucking bad you ruined a man completely for it. Its fucking stupid.
I hate the idea of popularity, fame and not doing what I usually do every time I go drink find out about people but its utter crap. The only people that didn't do was the other bar - I went to and I had a decent time, even though there was a fight and no go get them ho's moment or some crap.
Blahaha - this sucks just pay me and let me the fuck go.
Your not holding shit accountable; Your deterring a man from joining society. I don't want to go to cheaper, smaller market for a job, because at this point - if you didn't utterly hate me, you wouldn't need to create one - you'd just have to make it public and I would be able to get any job I want just not in this market - too big.
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The thought process is simple - how do you destroy a professional man so much and did this on purpose cause you got paid to... then expect them to work a retail or food service position. Its utter bullshit. Controlling a psychopath my ass. Pay me my fucking money for this shit and leave me the fuck alone.
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I need to buy a gun for the car because you hit me with cars on purpose that's it. And how the fuck do you let a man fucking sue for this shit. Keep him psychotic for the rest of his life instead. Or make it public - how the fuck you ruined a man's life for three years. Because some loser thought this was such a fucking big deal. And never left because you fucked me and never paid me for it and got the feds involved because you didn't want to pay for it. I don't understand the logic either - you can hit a man with a car, which looks like technically manslaughter and attempted murder then get him under federal investigation. Fuck you, pay me.
Its utter shit. Blahahahaha - Give me my award and pay me money. Because its not a joke dick. Leave me alone and leave me out of this crap. Its old. I die today, I got nothing I asked for; I was never pleased and catered too. And never paid the fucking money that needed to be given for ruining a man that just needed an uber driver, a drinking buddy and also a job in Houston when he had his shit together.
I am done. Pay me and leave me alone and I promise - in 15 years, when my kids want to check out Disney, Universal, Paramount and all the them parks and crap, I'll attend the studio audience and also not ask to go in front of the line.
I'll never have the money to sue. So just pay me a million tax free now and just drop it. And move on. Cause the talking is utter crap. You blow up my spot and hinder me from moving on and tarnish me in every way possible. For something illegal that was done and what I saw in a car.
And the shit needs to go public. I am talking to you fed's. I want the shit out. So I don't have to be setup and hindered to work in society. If it goes public and I am not pressed charges against. I'll run for mayor in Las Vegas. Cause its a small market and everyone knows me. Keep me away from the TV after this. Cause I'll start watching in year, when everyone gets over it. Cause then I can have something in common with people, local sports teams, etc. Without having to deal with this psychotic shit. Cause I don't want anyone in America to have to go through this.
No More go getting them ho's till my next free paycheck.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
The Normal Thought Process Again -
Whenever I get home the machine that is the scariest thing ever other than me...begins to talk and go on and on and its too psychotic. I have a mental breakdown most of the day.
The machine often has me obsessing and hearing about myself for hours and hours on in...
It sucks. And unbearable most of the days.
But today, I thought normal Juan. Without the extra satellite bullshit. That guy was normal, manic and bipolar most of the day but never grandiouse. The grandiouse after I broke my concentration or obsession was about his money, improving his life, house and also applying to things that he could actually do.
I suffered from a bipolar mania and the complexities of getting fucked by people that you would have to see everyday that weren't allowing you to work was utter shit. When I could have said fuck'em.
But I broke it; I obsessed today about what would have everything go away. The psychotic obsession, keeping me hysterical 24 hours a day, blahahaha.
I thought about just figure of money. I always used a million because I received a scam call about a million tax free. So I always, not often but always use that.
I think if I were given it today...What would I do and its pretty concerete now, so I don't obsess and stay psychotic about it.
If I had to face probation time in Houston because somehow people were able to successfully presses charges and I was still paid - to where they would be kept out of trouble...Which is extremely unlikely, cause it was all illegal. But let's say it happens. I am given a million tax free and forced just to do probation to where I had to stay in a market.
I would buy the Subway on Highway 6 near my former house. I would then finish my mba and teach fifteen classes a year. Three online and also three in the classroom setting, this would go on during the fall and spring. Then I would teach three during the summer. I would have approximately just >4 months off total. I would then make 45000 dollars that I would have to pay taxes on. So I would hold all my receipts. This would be at the community college level.
The three I would teach online would have to deal with basic math. The three classes I would teach in person would be basic economics. An intro, A macro and a Micro.
I would set my office hours at the subway, I'd own. I would 40 hours a week there. Because I want to keep part of the profit and also it keeps me out of the house. Cause I hated not doing anything with my life other than walking to the store and stealing bread for three years. Cause that's what innately happened. My life was ruined and people got the feds involved never to pay me.
My day would be pretty simple - I would wake up at the house that I was able to buy back. I would offer 20 grand cash and also pay it market value. Due to sentimental value. I would pay my taxes and hoa's and insurance for my entire life. 30 years, I smoke - drink and I am overweight, so I don't expect to live longer than 30 years. Back to the normal routine... I would wake up, like I said previously, around 4 am, go to a 24 hour gym, work out for three hours, then get my dry cleaning and get a coffee and a pack of cigarettes, Change and go to work. I then would go to work around 9 or a little later. I am tired of being so early to things cause I am so anxious to be in society that I would show up early. But I would work from 9-12... Three courses would be taught within that time.
I then would come home - Watch some television and or just play X box or just chill cause I am tired of thinking. Then I would go to work at 3. From 3 to 11; I would just make sandwhiches. Then I would do my study or office hours then.
I would have all my exams online but set a bell curve based on attendance. And make sure everyone passed cause its community college.
Friday at 11 pm when I walked out of work. I would not have to worry about responsibilities for 3 days. But on Saturday, I would drop off my Laundry and also mow the lawn. Go see Yaya and that's it. Other than that get into society without the pieces of shit that I never wanted in my life in the first place. Other than papa's and Salvador. So my neighbors will be like are they still doing that to him. And the answer will be no. They paid his fucking money and let this man breathe. Cause he was never that sick. He just hates people that know about him. Cause he doesn't do anything but eat, smoke cigarettes and hit on ho's broke and is nice to people. And they keep him psychotic and won't let him breathe while setting him up. He owns a gun and keeps it in his car, so if you hit him and try to play it off like its someone else - he can legally kill you and get away with. Like the HPD officer told him.
You don't control a man for money and ruin his corporate life for your gain. Wow, you met people and shit. How do you not pay a man for this and keep him psychotic the entire time.
Shit this is what I obsess about so I make it practical.
The machine often has me obsessing and hearing about myself for hours and hours on in...
It sucks. And unbearable most of the days.
But today, I thought normal Juan. Without the extra satellite bullshit. That guy was normal, manic and bipolar most of the day but never grandiouse. The grandiouse after I broke my concentration or obsession was about his money, improving his life, house and also applying to things that he could actually do.
I suffered from a bipolar mania and the complexities of getting fucked by people that you would have to see everyday that weren't allowing you to work was utter shit. When I could have said fuck'em.
But I broke it; I obsessed today about what would have everything go away. The psychotic obsession, keeping me hysterical 24 hours a day, blahahaha.
I thought about just figure of money. I always used a million because I received a scam call about a million tax free. So I always, not often but always use that.
I think if I were given it today...What would I do and its pretty concerete now, so I don't obsess and stay psychotic about it.
If I had to face probation time in Houston because somehow people were able to successfully presses charges and I was still paid - to where they would be kept out of trouble...Which is extremely unlikely, cause it was all illegal. But let's say it happens. I am given a million tax free and forced just to do probation to where I had to stay in a market.
I would buy the Subway on Highway 6 near my former house. I would then finish my mba and teach fifteen classes a year. Three online and also three in the classroom setting, this would go on during the fall and spring. Then I would teach three during the summer. I would have approximately just >4 months off total. I would then make 45000 dollars that I would have to pay taxes on. So I would hold all my receipts. This would be at the community college level.
The three I would teach online would have to deal with basic math. The three classes I would teach in person would be basic economics. An intro, A macro and a Micro.
I would set my office hours at the subway, I'd own. I would 40 hours a week there. Because I want to keep part of the profit and also it keeps me out of the house. Cause I hated not doing anything with my life other than walking to the store and stealing bread for three years. Cause that's what innately happened. My life was ruined and people got the feds involved never to pay me.
My day would be pretty simple - I would wake up at the house that I was able to buy back. I would offer 20 grand cash and also pay it market value. Due to sentimental value. I would pay my taxes and hoa's and insurance for my entire life. 30 years, I smoke - drink and I am overweight, so I don't expect to live longer than 30 years. Back to the normal routine... I would wake up, like I said previously, around 4 am, go to a 24 hour gym, work out for three hours, then get my dry cleaning and get a coffee and a pack of cigarettes, Change and go to work. I then would go to work around 9 or a little later. I am tired of being so early to things cause I am so anxious to be in society that I would show up early. But I would work from 9-12... Three courses would be taught within that time.
I then would come home - Watch some television and or just play X box or just chill cause I am tired of thinking. Then I would go to work at 3. From 3 to 11; I would just make sandwhiches. Then I would do my study or office hours then.
I would have all my exams online but set a bell curve based on attendance. And make sure everyone passed cause its community college.
Friday at 11 pm when I walked out of work. I would not have to worry about responsibilities for 3 days. But on Saturday, I would drop off my Laundry and also mow the lawn. Go see Yaya and that's it. Other than that get into society without the pieces of shit that I never wanted in my life in the first place. Other than papa's and Salvador. So my neighbors will be like are they still doing that to him. And the answer will be no. They paid his fucking money and let this man breathe. Cause he was never that sick. He just hates people that know about him. Cause he doesn't do anything but eat, smoke cigarettes and hit on ho's broke and is nice to people. And they keep him psychotic and won't let him breathe while setting him up. He owns a gun and keeps it in his car, so if you hit him and try to play it off like its someone else - he can legally kill you and get away with. Like the HPD officer told him.
You don't control a man for money and ruin his corporate life for your gain. Wow, you met people and shit. How do you not pay a man for this and keep him psychotic the entire time.
Shit this is what I obsess about so I make it practical.
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