Neighbors

Lacey wonders if her neighbor reads her blog and is missing her dead husband. If so…they’re very possibly still in love. Lacey wonders if they’re soulmates. What a lovely thought. Lacey isn’t going to say why she suspects all that…but she does.

Of course…Lacey’s neighbor likely doesn’t have the same wiring to her brain that Lacey does…so it’ll probably be difficult for her neighbor to interact with her dead husband. And actually Lacey would not recommend it. It’s not safe and…it may or may not be necromancy. That being said…I’m sure he’d love to.

And at that Lacey hears a shark exclamation of frustration and sadness from a disembodied, audible male voice in her house. It might be him.

So should her neighbor date? Yes? But…possibly keeping in mind that…life is short and she might have a soulmate waiting for her in Heaven. Thankfully, Lacey’s neighbor is older. She’s in her 60’s? 70’s? So…she has 20 years or so left? 30? That’ll go quickly. Hopefully her dead husband can wait that long without being too sad…

Lacey thinks of her one aunt on her father’s side. That aunt…has to wait now too. But…her uncle seems as busy and optimistic as always.

Lacey prays for Brett should he exist.

It’s odd. July 1998? Lacey really might be…Tommy Banks’s daughter. And that…that is a complicated thing to analyze.

“Who do I belong to?!” asks Lacey of God.

After analyzing it thoroughly waiting for a response from God, and not hearing one because people in the illuminati and elsewhere, who are demonic and hate Lacey won’t let her Lacey decides to give up. The Kennedys are too spoiled and stupid to understand human suffering. They barely understand what the English language even is at all. Seemingly if Lem has been trying to talk to Lacey, Bobby has been thinking that Lacey is in love with him and that Lem is in love with him and Mr. blue has enabled him to be that delusional. It’d funny if it wasn’t so profoundly horrific. The lack of limits of that man’s narcissism, ego and inability to understand anything amaze Lacey. He strikes her as the sort of person who cognitively is incapable of understanding that other humans poop. ‘He seen toilets!’ and the kind hearted person in him that he likes to imagine exists suspects that toilets are used by other people most likely. But he’s never seen anyone’s poop he seen his own. He knows he poops and wow isn’t that a big deal?!?!?! He poops!!!! …I mean can you believe that he actually takes a shit?! But you know he hasn’t actually seen anyone else’s poop so he’s probably not going to just assume that other people can do it OK?

“Can you believe her? Isn’t she a fucking idiot!? Wow what a bitch!?” says a Bobby. “And you know it’s really cool! I could kill someone and you all would still love me OK cause I’m just that cool.”

“And on that note I am now going to decide who I will be with for eternity, and the men who are dead will have to find some way to correct me that doesn’t involve talking about idiotic concepts like pleasure island.” says Lacey.

“I choose Lem.“ says Lacey. “And by correct me of course I mean if I shouldn’t be with Lem, then they’ll have to find someway to cracked me that doesn’t involve ignoring me.” She thinks. She asks God if that’s a problem. It doesn’t seem to be.

And now she’s off to get a snack.

And now she’s changed her mind as she wants to make sure that she gets it right and so she’s going to re-analyze it really quickly.

More tomorrow.