I’ve burned through so much battery dealing with everyone’s bull crap this morning, I doubt I’ll get anything done the entire week now. Washing water and power still cut off, I’m still a pariah, though I’ve done nothing wrong.
Even saying peace via words or hand gesture, or saying I don’t want any trouble, is considered some sort of war move, and escallated against.
Everything is the worst form of poo, utterly hopeless poo. #