...I wi leave what posessions/interests to Aunt Blabby, " of this parish " (There I go again being too " old-fashipned "/jokingly so, in my writing style .). I leave what I've got to Aunt Blabby, in orher words. He knows this already, I want to put it in a public place, to back it up. If I change my mind, etc...........
No, I'm not planning on dying anytime soon. Just in case...I have thought about this for a long time. Seriously, I'm okay now. However, I am at the Watsonville hospital right now, though I could even be sent back without being admitted, even.
Frankly, my remaining blood relatives are two supremely sh***y cousins, who stole from me and lied to me - I meant to keep what I've got from them.
Would God be unhappy at such a motivation? Well, the Bible is full of family members stabbing each other in the back ...
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Renal kidney failure, congestive heart failure, COPD. Can't really get up from a floor position unhelped anymore:-(.
One of the walking wounded ~ SMASHED DOWN by life and age, now prevented from even expressing myself! SOB.
" Oh, no! First you have to PROVE you deserve to go away to college! " ~ My mother, 1978 (the heyday of Andy Gibb and Player). I would still like to go.
My life destroyed by Thorazine and Mellaril - and rape - and the Psychiatric/Industrial Complex. SOB:-(! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!
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