CRASH: Thus, Y2K

probably the bank is the one who stole the money from all the casinos theyre the ones who started this mess by standing up for the indian girl who committed fraud while i was talking to her on the phone :/ as customer service. wtf bank. fuck no wonder people hate banks. every tent encampment is actually a revival of wall street back in the 90s or early 2000s remember that whole oust bankers thing they camped out on wall street ??? fucking assholes i dont doubt the bank pumped maRs the ad agency to make a gazillion ads on every cash game that is miscategorized as a casual or action game instead of casino in the app store. their skirting the categories leaves them room to make questionable casino advertisments served in ontario and thats against the agco’s rules. the bank and its marketing efforts ey. what do you think of my theory. id ask you to paypal me but its the bank that is stealing my casino wins that are sent out via etf because interac looks to be peoples trust which is visa and they collaborate on data for fraud checking. the issue im having is how the bank keeps fucking with me every time time does its little jolt ⚡️ and we go either backwards/forwards in time without succession so we do the same things over again without really noticing because it just happened or it happened the day before or we just keep going and pick up the pieces as we go along (my theory) so what happens here? i have a theory because it was clearly shown to me by example while i was homeless and witnessed this exact event as it keep coinciding with my understanding of the time. i used to be very good at keeping time and could wake every morning quite accurately at 5.6.7 whatever early time as long as i had the time the night before or i wake at the crack of dawn. the second a trace of sunlight touches my face my eye bolt open and im awake what. so in 2017 after i synched the three clocks and accidentally made halifax the same time zone on my laptop (not brackens old laptop and not the one i had been given - a macbook pro, but the one that alvaro bought to replace ny second one because he smashed mine on a bed frame and in a flash of guilt bought me anew refurbished in box macbook pro. that laptop) i did notice my timing was off because time snapped and i saw the start of it by coincidence on time and date . com as i was watching the suns rotation on it (it used to show the degrees of the angle of sunlight and earth axis in succession on time and date . com and one day i was watching it for a really long time and started seeing the pattern of numbers and then one second i saw a differnt number and slowly the pattern became jagged like and i realized time had just be len broken and fastforwarded like it jumped. i didnt think the two event were caused by each other but i think they might have been. i caught a huge rift in time AND synchronization and i think it was worldwide. it is within this space that the indian hackers are able to crack pages open because the time there is left blank- it simply doesnt exist. they (time keepers and systems) didnt add extra time to time to account for these irregularities maybe. but i did catch it and i have proof. wait. i just checked and i cant find it. i think someone stole it a while ago - ill have to keep looking but i caught the rift i paid for parking you know those parking meters some body stole my proof theyre probably reading this and are going to steal my story again but i want to tell the public. i caught the rift by paying for parking from the parking meters i saved those reciets the ones you put on your dashboard. in succession i walked along christie area past the park and paid along the entire way for parking just so id have those receipts as proof and somebody stole it from my documents. there was a growing misprint i noticed it on fast food receipts and knew it was the same thing and if not mitigated would end in disaster. thus Y2K. a mis-synch.

parasites in my intestines

You know that old nursery rhyme, well maybe pass nursery,kindergarten, that goes: nobody likes me everybody hates me I'm going to eat some worms short fat stubby ones itsy bitsy teeny ones swiggly Wiggly funny little worms, well turns out nobody liked me and I did eat some worms, so I'm going to get dewormed today! At least I think it's worms. I read up about it and I totally grossed myself out because I looked at pictures. Did you know that you're supposed to get dewormed once a year? I didn't and I failed to get all my vaccinations up to date. I used to go to this walk-in family clinic on college but after I got really sick and my doctor said nothing despite me going multiple times in a mild panic with a vague questioning regarding my health, I don't want to go back there. I always felt that that doctor thought I had a crush on him or was coming on to him. It was kind of gross because I really needed help from a doctor but I didn't know he was just a doctor for show signing on to the ohip form of whatever I was trying to do at the doctor so we could collect his 200 and go directly past jail but actually he should have gone directly to jail. Just kidding. At the very least he didn't have to get a specialized license plate. Because I saw a car with his last name as a license plate and I wanted to scratch his car with my keys. What a douchebag assuming that I was there for show. Here's a tip for the future Nicole, next time you think a center is run by a bunch of Muslim men, don't use their doctor. I must have wasted about 5 years going to that doctor and not getting a single diagnosis or test requested regarding my multiple symptoms of malady. Because the excuse of having bad hygiene was too convenient for everyone without understanding what lifelong trauma exacerbated by current reoccurring traumatic events manipulated by a third party, or heck even face to face, will do to a woman like me who wanted to do something else. So yeah I'm super traumatized because I was forced to eat dirt off oily plates because those black guys were the filthiest m************ mother Ducker s for not only were they actually physically filthy, using my plates after asking them not to, leaving oily traces all over them, leaving disgusting scum and they're disgusting pubic hairs all over the bathroom after every time I would wash it wipe it clean it, they were also mentally toxic, emotionally terrifying, obviously manipulative, and quite frankly they were scary men, maladjusted, emotionally charged, consistent in strawman arguments, and rather unpredictable with out knowing who they were they just seemed unstable and potentially physically violent, which they proved. The level of disgust and filth that I felt and still feel I need to wash off me as they pawed me the entire time, is unbearably high. Considering I never met these men, nor would I ever want to, the amount of damage, emotional, mental, physical damage that they did, plus all the theft, and destruction of my personal belongings, I really want to see them hurt badly in return. I don't want to spend too much energy thinking about it because I spent all of my energy recovering from their psychological attacks. I would never recommend living with them I wouldn't even recommend speaking with them because in doing so you will taint your soul, and your spirit will get soiled, and not a good kind of soil but the gross soil that you scrape off a Spadina Kensington market fish stall corner. The level of fake these men employ only speaks of how little they actually know. They had nothing to tell me except for their perverted eyes pleading murder. I didn't want to be in their presence whatsoever and the whole time I could hear and feel them continuously approach my bedroom and hover at my door. They had a disgusting air about them, a haughty arrogance that reeked of slander. I never met men who were so uneducated and Ill experienced to make me fear my life until I met the two black guys and the redhead who moved in a few months before they maliciously locked me out.

Anyway I'm getting dewormed today and I suggest you do the same. I believe it's just a series of tablets.