A Piece of My Wall In My Apartment, Part Of Who I Am From Way Back When, Nearly A Quarter Century Now Of Serving My Country In A Very Special Capacity

Funny how demented fuck heads will not stop messing with stuff in my apartment, such as my proto type invention in my apartment window, my window air filter keeps getting tampered with and my plant life keeps getting poisoned. I have one extra special sweet heart that keeps good watch over my affairs so that I can succeed against all the demented fuck heads screwing with my stuff, like she said, "Funny how industrial sabotage starts paying". I can not wait to do my Tarot cards with her to see what is what when it comes to fate and destiny. Oh, by the way, support the web site of the Hospital art group that I am part of. One can go there through the following link: http://www.freewebs.com/birkshouseartists