#baler wherever

[bunnyb34r]

So apparently Bootleg FGM and the evening manager don't talk or they do and the evening manager doesn't communicate with their team. So the baler broke yesterday and everyone is supposed to just break down their boxes and put them in the truck (I think theres a cart or something in there. Idk I just put my boxes under my table)

Well instead of doing that, everyone just wheeled their trash into the back of reviving and just left. Real fucking classy guys.

And there was no out of order sign on the baler (which we are supposed to do). Idk why they didn't just type up a quick "OUT OF ORDER. BREAK DOWN BOXES AND PUT IN [wherever they're supposed to]" and tape it to the fucking gate like... we do not work with people who can make their own thoughts and decisions without being told exactly every step (and even then)

[smolla-than-a-bug]

You should totally write about mikey speaking tagalog I think thatd be so rad

HMMMM I SEE U I SEE U and i raise u an even better spin off of this idea: au where izana comes home to the sanos and shinichiro, emma, and mikey try to learn tagalog to cultivate izanas filo roots 😩

[ahedderick]

A Story of Gates

   When I was a kid there was a gate at the end of the sawmill lane that lead to Dickens’ lower pasture, a gate at the top of the hill that lead to Dickens’ upper pasture, and a gate behind the pond field that lead to Grove’s back pasture. Just a fence and a gate, but if you think about what they mean . .

   Of Course you can move the tractor or ride a horse across here - you don’t even have to ask.

   I Hate your oldest horse with all my Heart, but if he gets out I’ll help shoo him off the road and into the pasture Safely

   Kids just go Wherever on a summer evening

   Brandy the Jersey cow makes Independent Decisions and everybody in the neighborhood just accepts that

   A whole tractor/baler/haywagon combo can get from Grove’s barn to Our barn without ever going out on the main road

   We take watch out for each other. (And, of course, for Brandy.)

[ID: Photo of a short plump Jersey milk cow named Brandy looking at the viewer quizzically.]

[ID: Three photos of country roads in summer, winter and fall. The second photo has barns in the distance, and third photo has a large, white barn with a green roof.]

   You might think this is a post about ‘the good olde days’ but, no. Those fields, lanes, and gates still exist. We can still hike, ramble, or ride the same places as when I was young. I’m grateful.

[makatang-iska]

Awra Aurora

Our province is not vote-rich, but the Presidential candidate Leni Robredo, Vice Presidential candidate Kiko Pangilinan and their team went there to campaign. The people gathered at the capital, Baler. There are 8 municipalities in Aurora and all had representatives.  There were volunteers that chipped in for the fare of those that came from Casiguran which was at least 6 hours away from the capital. There were volunteers who organized carpooling for others who want to join but has no vehicle. The spirit of bayanihan was evident in yesterday’s people’s rally.

We went to the venue earlier since we live 15 kilometers away from the capital. My mom, siblings, aunts, cousins, and friends were there. Most wore pink t-shirts. Some had placards with witty thoughts and comments, all to show support to our bets Leni-Kiko and their slate. 

It was sunny because it rained a lot the night before. We didn’t mind the heat, we were just so happy and fulfilled to have been part of the People’s Rally for Leni-Kiko 2022. We cheered and chanted. We waved our flaglets. There is so much hope.

Hope. Yeah a Robredo-Pangilinan is one of the few things that is giving me hope to keep going. Imagine the work they would accomplish together. Wow! We will be able to sleep soundly because we know that government funds are not being used for corrupt practices. This is because Robredo-Pangilinan offers transparency. They shall ensure that every peso and even centavo of the public’s fund is accounted for. No team is better suited to lead the Filipino people than Robredo and Pangilinan.

Ordinary people are endorsing them when local politicians would not. When local politicians promise the votes of their constituents to the team of Marcos-Duterte, kakampinks (Leni-Kiko supporters) take it to the streets or to wherever the venue of the people’s rally is to prove their local officials wrong. No, we will not just forgive and forget the atrocities that happened under the rule of Marcos Sr. when he declared Martial Law. No, we will not vote for Duterte because she is the daughter of the incumbent president. Her father needs to prosecuted because of the extra judicial killings that happened and is still happening under his watch. 

We are sick and tired of political dynasties. We don’t want empty promises. We want action and we want it now. We will always remember our history. We will not let anyone twist it for their own selfishness. We long for a competent government. We see it in the Robredo-Pangilinan tandem.

We will tirelessly support their campaign. We will help in whatever way we can. We will not waste this change for a better government. Our vote, as kakampinks is not just for ourselves. It is for the next generation.

Sa gobyernong tapat, Angat buhay lahat.

[shysoulfart-blog1]

Role of Conveyor Belt

A rubber conveyor belt in mumbai is a sort of constant moving belt which transports packages or materials from 1 spot to another. To put it differently, this really is a good band made from tough, durable materials, upon which materials are hauled. They're created from a number of substances, which range from rubber substances and leather to both urethane and PVC to cable net made of various metals, such as stainless steel and carbon steel. Rubber conveyor belt in mumbai are extremely popular and widely utilized in a variety of businesses to transfer and process materials from 1 stage to another. They are frequently utilized in conveyor systems. Multiple belting are utilized to transport or change power from a single rotating shaft to a different on conveyor systems. They're offered for a vast selection of media and applications transport. Generation, mining and transport companies make use of conveyor belts to better handle substances more effectively and reduce labour expenses.

What's Conveyor System

An conveyor system is the 1 element of mechanical handling equipment that transfers substances from 1 spot to another.

Conveyors are a frequent sight in airports, scrapyard, and several different places. They're helpful wherever items have to be hauled and hauled from 1 spot into the next, making the procedure simpler, quicker, and more convenient. Industrial conveyors are much like those but are intended to withstand huge workloads, extreme weather conditions, in addition to moving in various directions and at strange angles.

If it weren't for conveyors, substances would need to be fed manually that entails hiring labour and generates its own group of human resource conflicts. Individual labour is a good deal less effective and not so cheap in the very long term. To be able to conquer these and other obstacles, industrial conveyors are employed in a number of sectors like pharmaceuticals, food, production, and transport.

Conveyors come in numerous sizes and shapes. These factors change based on the kind of business where they're used. A few of the common forms include:

You'll locate these used on the job floor, in the majority of instances transporting waste substances. String belt conveyors can be used as sorting out line packs, combined lines, and nourish unwanted eject balers. These conveyors can take a critical quantity of weight, normally anywhere from 20 to 50 tons daily. Due for the tonnage, they're employed in heavy feeder software like compactors, heavy-duty waste lines and heavy handed 2 RAM garbage balers. All these have abilities that begin out of 1 ton and move around 15 tons and include a speed changing mechanism permitting slow to fast surgeries. These conveyors are created in accordance with the individual demands of the customer. As stated previously, conveyors are a massive augmentation over using human labour to execute the action of consuming. Aside from this, here are a few advantages of utilizing a conveyor program:

Conveyors equipped with tendency allow substances, both large and little, to be transferred from 1 altitude to another readily. This saves a whole lot of time. Conveyors offer you boundless opportunities to always load and load items during a lengthy time period. Big factories may have prerequisites in which materials have to be transferred between multiple degrees or flooring. Conveyors is made to transfer substances across amounts, with practically no restriction of elevation. Conveyors with automatic incline straps can automatically unload stuff, eliminating manual gluing. This also suggests that no time has been wasted in tracking substance unloads. Conveyors permit careful control of the rate at which substances are transferred. That means that there are fewer odds of something breaking up and causing reduction because of tackling problems. This is quite helpful when materials will need to be transferred between different ends of a production unit throughout the production procedure. Which are Conveyors Employed? Conveyors are employed in virtually every sector where materials have to get transferred such as plants, recycling facilities, plastic manufacturing factories, and so forth. They may be utilised in each business that has some type of procedure necessitating the movement of materials and items at fixed intervals at a fashion style.

The main benefit of conveyor systems is they automate a whole lot of human jobs which are connected with the production and transport of substances.

[flightlessmofo]

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[croatian-magician]

The magician and the Welsh dragon (part 1)

Pairing: Baleric

Summary: Leaving the safety of the city to collect herbs for his potions after the guards spotted a dragon nearby certainly wasn’t Luka’s most clever idea.

Or maybe it was?

Wordcount: 4600

Notes: Just the fantasy AU nobody *cough* the no good gang *cough* asked for

Luka bit his lip in concentration while throwing the next ingredient into his caldron. He wiped the sweat on his brow, forcing himself to stay focused on the recipe and not on the unbearable heat plaguing the tower. The young magician needed to refill his stock of healing potions before the end of the season. The fresh herbs he needed to make it would start disappearing in autumn, so he didn’t have a single minute to lose, just like he couldn’t allow himself to waste any of it.

Soon enough, the smoke flying out of the caldron took the right color and Luka smiled. He started filling small vials with the mixture before closing each of them and putting it on a shelf. He repeated the motion until his caldron was empty. Then he poured water into it again and started searching for herbs in his reserve. However, he frowned when he realized it was empty, which meant that it was time for him to go out to harvest some more.

He snapped his fingers and the magic fire burning under his caldron disappeared. Luka put on his cape and his hat, swearing all while doing so. He hated wearing those ornaments, especially when it was so warm outside, but he needed it so that the city guards would let him wander wherever he wanted without asking questions.

Luka went down the long stairs of his tower, cursing whoever decided magicians had to live at the top of such high constructions. It was situated near the walls of the city, though, so it didn’t take him long to reach it. A few guards were watching over who was entering. Luka quickly greeted them, ready to go outside, but one of the soldiers stopped him.

“I’m sorry, Luka. No one’s going out today.”

“But Danijel, it’s me! You know I have the right to…”

“I know magicians don’t have to follow the same rules as regular citizens, but this is different. A dragon has been wandering outside of our walls. You have to stay here for your own safety.”

“Please, Suba!”

“Don’t Suba me. You’re staying inside those walls and that’s final. You should go back to your tower, just to be safe, in case the dragon would change his mind and attack the town.”

“If that’s what you want…” Luka pouted.

He turned around, following his friend’s orders, but he couldn’t chase away his frustration. If he didn’t make enough healing potions now, many people could die during winter. And if the city was really under the threat of a dragon attack, then those potions were more needed than ever!

Luka stopped to hide behind a nearby house, convinced that he was skilled enough to escape the beast even if he was to cross ways with it. He took a temporary invisibility potion from under his cape, then drank it in one go. It immediately took effect and Luka hurried to leave the city. He felt a bit guilty when he walked in front of Suba, but he told himself he was doing it for the city and for his friends. Everyone would thank him for those healing potions later.

Once he was outside, he ran to make sure that he would be out of the guards’ sight once the effects of his potion would fade. It happened pretty quickly, but by then, he was in the middle of the field where he usually found all the herbs he neededed. He started gathering it in his basket, making sure to only pick the most perfect leaves, the ones that would mix in his potions without problem.

It was a long and laborious task. His back soon started hurting as the sun burnt his skin, but he gritted his teeth and went on with his work, well-decided to only go home once his basket would be full.

At some point, he was forced to change spot to gather different herbs, the ones that only grew near the mountain. It wasn’t a long walk, but he feel the air growing colder as he got there. Luka enjoyed that change, especially the cold wind that went with it.

Or at least, he did before he understood that it wasn’t wind, but a dragon flapping his wings.

The gigantic reptile flew towards him, a small storm accompanying him. It was so strong that Luka barely managed to keep standing while he lost his magician hat. He started shaking from head to toe as his eyes fell on the monster above him. He couldn’t see the sky anymore, only the dragon’s black scales. Impressive scars ran down the monster’s face and belly, proving that many people had tried to take him down, and that none had succeeded.

When the beast roared, Luka had to put his hands on his ears because of how loud it sounded. A ray of fire also escaped its jaw and Luka shook, only breathing again when this burning inferno didn’t reach him. The dragon landed in front of him, growling and showing its sharp teeth. Luka didn’t dare to move, paralyzed by fear, until he spotted a weird ornament hanging around the dragon’s neck.

It was a collar, a very expensive looking one at that. Diamonds and emeralds adorned it, but it looked painful, carving into the dragon’s scales and flesh. It was also glowing in a strange way, and this excited Luka’s curiosity, even though his instincts told him that he should rather think about his own survival. However, in spite of all self-preservation, he took a step towards the dragon to take a better look.

The dragon growled in warning, but Luka managed to get a good view on this object. His jaw dropped in surprise as he exclaimed:

“That’s a magical necklace!”

He immediately put a hand on his mouth, realizing that shouting in front of such a giant beast could be a bad idea. However, the dragon didn’t take it as a threat. On the contrary, he stared at Luka, lowering his head and the magician saw a flicker of intelligence in his deep, blue eyes.

“Wait, am I going crazy or… Can you understand me?”

The dragon immediately let out a powerful roar, so strong than Luka fell on his bottom. He shook in fear, thinking that his assumption had been foolish and that the dragon was going to devour him now. But when he looked at him again, the beast looked pained and embarrassed, not blood-thirsty. He slowly nodded his enormous head and Luka slowly stood back up, doing his best to look non-threatening.

“Were you… Were you trying to say yes?”

The dragon nodded again and this time, Luka stopped having doubts. The being in front of him was smart enough to understand him and communicate. Luka had studied enough at the Academy to know that it wasn’t something common for his kind.

“Listen, I can try to take that necklace off. Will you let me?”

Luka tried to take a step towards him, but the dragon growled once more. Though this time, Luka realized that he wasn’t being aggressive. Only scared. So he took his dagger out of his belt and threw it on the floor, to show the saurian that he wasn’t here to harm him.

“See, I only want to help you. Please, let me come near you.”

The dragon looked hesitant and he still showed his fangs when Luka took another step in his direction. The magician couldn’t really blame him, though. Considering all the scars on his flanks, maybe it wasn’t the first time someone tricked him into giving his trust, only to try to kill him. After all, cities paid well anyone who could bring a dragon’s head as trophy. The reptile was certainly expecting Luka to have some hidden weapon on him.

“Fine, if you take it like that…”

Luka took off his cape, then his tunic until he was shirtless, his chest showing. The dragon bowed his head to the side, confused.

“See, I’m not hiding any sword, or bow, or axe or anything you might be fearing. Now, can I come close so I can help you?”

Luka didn’t know how he would deal with another refusal. He didn’t like the idea of having to strip entirely under the eyes of a curious dragon. Thankfully, the dragon lowered his guard and his neck, allowing Luka to inspect the weird necklace. The magician grimaced once he saw from up-close how the metal was digging into the dragon’s flesh. This wasn’t natural, he could tell. This was the result of some enchantment. Tentatively, Luka reached for the dragon’s scales, before gently putting his hand on it. It was surprisingly warm, more than he expected. Once that he was sure that the dragon wouldn’t attack him, Luka gently petted him in a soothing way.

“Listen, I’ll try to take this necklace off, but he might hurt a bit. So even if it does, please try… Uh… Not eat me? That would be nice?”

The dragon moved his big head towards Luka and for a moment the young magician feared the worst, but he simply rubbed his snout against Luka affectionately. This made the magician laugh and he petted his head once more.

“So I guess it makes you, happy? Maybe try to keep your head away from me while I take that collar away, though?”

At that, the dragon growled again, but it was more sad than angry. Luka rolled his eyes but he kept on smiling.

“I’m not saying you would hurt me on purpose, you big idiot. But you’re huge and you might jerk off because of the pain. I wouldn’t want to die crushed because of it, do you understand?”

This time, the dragon nodded and he laid his head on the ground, far away from Luka. The magician took a deep breath. The enchantment looked complex, and he would have to use more than debutant magic to break the curse. It took him a minute to think on how to proceed, then he put a hand on the necklace and started his spell-casting. The words came to him easily, even though he could feel the necklace’s magic resisting against him.

At the same moment, the dragon let out a loud roar of pain. However, it didn’t raise any terror or panic in Luka’s heart, only regret that this poor creature had to suffer. It helped him to stay concentrated, determined that he was to free the dragon from his curse as soon as possible.

It took him a while, but finally, the clasp of the necklace broke and it fell from the dragon’s neck. It then shrugged in size, to the point where it didn’t look bigger than a regular necklace. Luka carefully took the object into his hand, but he soon forgot about it when he realized the collar wasn’t the only thing changing size.

A warm light surrounded the dragon, and Luka saw the reptile changing shape, becoming smaller and smaller. The magician put a hand in front of his eyes so he wouldn’t be blinded, waiting for the transformation to end. He blinked a few times, surprised when he found himself in front of a man laying on the ground, curled into a ball. As a magician, he had already experienced lots of weird things, but that was by far the most surprising.

However, the man bore on his skin the same scars as the dragon, which left no doubt about his identity. His injuries seemed painful though, now that they weren’t drawn on tough scales but on tender flesh. Luka quickly ran for his cape and took another vial stocked in it. Then he quickly came back to the stranger, helping him sit down.

“Here, drink this.”

The man sent him a confused looked, but he gulped the beverage down in one go, putting his trust in Luka. For some reason, this warmed his heart, and he felt even more proud when all of the man’s injuries started to disappear from his body, leaving his skin unmarked.

“How… How did you do that? It doesn’t hurt anymore! It’s been so long, I can barely remember a time when my body wasn’t hurting!”

“I gave you a healing potion, that’s why you’re feeling better. I’m Luka, by the way.”

He offered him a hand so the man could stand up, which he gladly accepted. Luka soon regretted though because the man was tall, handsome, and very, very naked. His long hair hang loose behind his back and Luka did his best to stare at his face and not at his broad chest or at… Other body parts.

He was already all flustered, but it didn’t get any better when the man suddenly hugged him, bringing their bare chests together. Luka yelped in surprise, startled by the strength of the arms encircling him.

“Thank you so much for saving me, Luka. You can’t imagine how it was, to be trapped in this body that wasn’t mine… You can ask whatever you want of me, and I’ll do it!”

“Then can I ask for your name?” The magician replied, his heart filled with joy at seeing the happiness on the former dragon’s face.

“My name? Sure. I’m… I’m Gareth.”

The name sounded almost foreign on his lips, and Luka didn’t miss Gareth’s struggle at remembering it. This time, all inappropriate thoughts left Luka’s mind as he gently rubbed the taller man’s back, trying his best to comfort him.

“It’s alright, Gareth, you’re safe now. I’ll take care of you until you find a way to go back to your home, okay?”

Luka hoped his words would help, but instead, Gareth sobs just grew stronger. The magician put a gentle hand on his cheek so that he would look at him. All the pain he saw in those tearful eyes filled him with rage. He wished he could put his hand on whoever gave Gareth that cursed necklace and make them pay for it.

“I… I don’t have anywhere to go back to… When I put this forsaken necklace on and turned into a dragon, I… I panicked and I… I destroyed half of my hometown. Even if I came back now, I’m sure no one would forgive me for what have I done!”

“Shh, it’s alright. This isn’t your fault. I live alone in my tower, you can stay there for as long as you’ll like. I’ll take care of you, Gareth, don’t worry.”

Luka kept holding him in his arms, only stopping when Gareth had no more tears to shed. He quickly put his clothes back on, swearing when he realized he couldn’t find his hat. Not that he cared much about it, but he knew everyone would send him weird look when he’ll go to Mario’s shop to buy a new one. Most people believed that the hats of magicians were powerful artifacts, after all.

He also carefully stored the necklace in his cape, well determined to study it once he went home. Luka needed to understand why someone would want to turn people into dragon. He expected some kind of personal revenge, but he didn’t feel like asking Gareth about any detail, not when the man already looked so broken.

“Do you feel strong enough to follow me all the way to my home? You’ll be able to rest there.”

“I can try.” Gareth offered, although it was clear that he didn’t know how to handle his new body.

It only took them a few steps for Luka to understand that this was going to be way more difficult than planned. Gareth quickly stumbled, his legs weak, and Luka barely caught him in time for him not to hurt himself.

“I’m sorry. It’s been so long since I had to walk like this, too.”

“It’s alright, don’t worry. I’ll just help you until it starts feeling natural, okay? Here, you can put an arm around my shoulder if it helps you stay grounded.”

Gareth did just that, but Luka was amazed by how gentle his touch felt compared to his height. He tried his best not to lay too much weight on the small magician, who wished he had some spell or potion to make thing easier. For now, that would have to do. For him, the hardest was still to make sure that his basket full of herbs wouldn’t fall and spill its content on the floor.

“What are those for?” Gareth asked after a while, trying to make the situation less awkward. Luka smiled happily at him, glad to see someone interested in his work.

“Oh, I use these herbs to make healing potions, just like the one you drank. I need plants that I can only find during summer to make it, though, that’s why I’m gathering as much of it as I can. The city guards refused to let me leave the city this morning, because they spotted a dragon… I mean, because they spotted you. But I really needed those herbs so I sneaked out anyway. I guess that was pretty reckless of me.”

“It certainly was but… Sorry if I’m being selfish, but I’m glad that you did. Without you, I could have spent years suffering and being hunted by men wanting to kill me. I owe you so much, Luka.”

“Don’t be stupid, you don’t owe me anything. Every magician would have…”

Luka stopped half-way through his sentence, knowing that what he was about to say wasn’t true. Upon finding a dragon like Gareth, most of them would have captured him in his reptilian form to study his scales, bones and blood or use it for their potions. Even now that he was human again, there was certainly some draconic magic left in him, and some magicians would kill to perform experiments on him right now. But Luka only saw a shaken and scarred man that he desperately wanted to help and protect.

“Don’t lie to me. I know just how lucky I am to have met someone like you.”

Gareth’s words went straight to his heart and Luka averted his eyes, smiling shyly at the praise.

The magician sighed in relief when the walls of the city finally appeared before them. However, he stopped before they got close enough for the guards to see them. When Gareth raised a confused eyebrow, he explained his reaction.

“No one here must know who you are or rather, what you were. It could bring you lots of troubles. Also, I wasn’t supposed to leave the city, remember? So we’re both going to drink an invisibility potion, okay?”

Gareth took a step back, scared. Luka hated the look of utter terror he could see on his face.

“What’s wrong, Gareth? Did I say something I shouldn’t have?”

“No, it’s just… I don’t feel comfortable dealing with magic after… After what happened to me.”

“But you drank my healing potion earlier. So why is it a problem now?”

“Well, when you gave it to me I had no idea it would have magical effects. You can call me stupid if you want. I get trapped for years into a dragon’s skin, and the first thing I do when I become human again is to drink a potion. I know I’m not the most clever guy out there.”

“Don’t say that about yourself! And I promise you no harm will come to you through this potion. I made it myself, in my caldron. I know exactly what ingredients I used for it. Please trust me, Gareth.”

He still looked resistant, but he took the vial Luka was offering him with a shaking hand. He brought it to his lips and drank slowly. With each drop, his body starting looking blurry before he completely disappeared from Luka’s sight.

“Is that all? I don’t feel any different.”

“Yeah, you’re invisible, it’s done. Now, please take my hand.”

“Sure, but why? I mean, I’m strong enough to stand on my own now.”

“Because in a second, I will be invisible too. Without me to guide you, you could get lost. So, what do you say?”

Instead of answering, Gareth intertwined his fingers with Luka’s. The young magician was startled when his heart started to beat faster, but he tried once more to just ignore the strange feeling.

“Okay, here we go.”

He emptied the other vial while thinking that he should make some more invisibility potion once he would be home. He didn’t want to risk any shortage.

“Let’s go.” He said warmly, smiling even though Gareth couldn’t see it.

They stayed silent so the guards wouldn’t suspect their presence. Luka noticed that Suba wasn’t at the guard post anymore, which reassured him. Lovre, Livi and Karlo did their job well, but they didn’t detect trouble as well as Suba yet. They still needed a bit more training, but Luka was convinced that they would do well soon enough.

Walking through the city and its more narrow streets proved to be difficult, though. Luka knew that they needed to hurry to get to his tower before losing their invisibility. Gareth’s nakedness would make people curious and they couldn’t have that.

However, they needed to make sure they wouldn’t stumble into people walking through the city. At one time, Gareth had to pull Luka towards him so the small magician wouldn’t be pulled over by a cart. He couldn’t see Gareth and so he let out a gasp of surprise when he collided with the man. His hands fell on the invisible chest and he blushed brightly when his index finger ended right on Gareth’s nipple. He quickly removed his hand, as if it had been burnt, glad that the invisibility spell was hiding the redness currently invading his face. However, their closeness didn’t leave him much choice and he had to put his hands lower on his chest.

They waited for a few minute like that, stuck against one another, waiting for the street to be less crowded. Then they rushed towards Luka’s tower, the magician helping his new friend. Once they reached the building, Luka fumbled with his keys, quickly opening the door and closing it behind them right before the invisibility spell wore off.

“Wow, that was close.” Luka let out, out of breath.

“I shouldn’t say that, but running like that and trying not to get caught was kinda fun. I haven’t felt like that in a while.” Gareth replied, a happy smile on his lips.

“Oh, that’s good! Wait, I’ll go find some clothes for you. You can’t keep running around naked like that!”

Gareth looked down on himself, almost surprised by Luka’s words. Then he nodded, agreeing with him.

“Yes, that would be for the best. I got so used to not wearing clothes when I was a dragon that I didn’t even notice something was wrong. Looks like it’s something I’ll have to learn to get used to again. Are you sure you’ll have anything my size, though?”

At that question, Luka couldn’t help but stare once more at Gareth’s strong, tall body. He forced himself to concentrate on helping Gareth, though. The other man was still traumatized, he didn’t need to think Luka saw as some kind of piece of meat. He had the body of a god, sure, but Luka was way more interested in the person hiding behind those sculpted abs and piercing blue eyes, in his fears and feelings. He wanted to do everything so that Gareth would feel at home here.

“It won’t be a problem. Many magicians lived in this tower before me and some of them left their clothes here. I’m sure we’ll manage to find something that will suit you. Follow me.”

Rummaging through old closets took them a while, but they finally found clothes big enough for Gareth. Of course, they were magicians clothes and he looked a little bit off in it, but it was still better than nothing. However, Luka didn’t miss how Gareth kept on yawning, even though he never complained.

“You look tired. The transformation must have exhausted you. Follow me, you can sleep in my bed until I clean a room for you.”

“I don’t want to be a bother…”

“You won’t be. I’m a magician, I don’t get much sleep, and I planned on making potions late in the night anyway. Some of them need to be brewed under a certain moon. I don’t want to bore you with all this magical stuff, though.”

“That’s not boring, not at all. That knowledge you have is precious. It would have sparred me so much trouble, if I had been as intelligent as you…”

“Hey, hey, wait, don’t start blaming yourself! This isn’t about intelligence or anything like that! I was just lucky enough to meet a magician who accepted to pass his heritage onto me. What happened wasn’t your fault, Gareth. Someone clearly tricked you into wearing this thing so you would turn into a dragon.”

At these words, Luka saw Gareth closing up again and he understood that he wouldn’t get anything more out of him today. He was already shaken enough, no need to make him revive the moment that had led to his transformation.

“I… I’m not sure I want to talk about it.”

“Of course,  I don’t want to force you into doing anything you would feel uncomfortable with. Just know that I’m here for you if you need to talk. I’m going to show you your room, now. This way.”

Once more, Luka felt a rush of pride when Gareth almost cried in happiness into seeing his huge bed. Luka himself didn’t like the furniture, finding it too big for his small frame. He quickly changed his mind when Gareth happily jumped onto the mattress though, bewilderment in his eyes.

“Damn, it has been so long since I last slept in a real bed. I would often have to rest on cold rocks, in the open, or in a cave when I was lucky. Staying in the mountains was the safest. I was dying of cold, but at least it was difficult for the hunters to find me there…”

Gareth shivered at the bad memories, a shadow darkening his bright eyes. Luka went to sit on the bed next to him and he wrapped an arm around him in a comforting gesture. The taller man accepted his soothing attempt without any protest and even rested his head against Luka’s shoulder.

“It pains me so much, to know all you have been through… But I swear you will never have to endure that again. I’ll take care of you.”

“I now, Luka, thank you. Thank you so much. You are my personal miracle.”

Gareth hugged him once more as Luka patted his back and the magician heartbeat suddenly went crazy. He still couldn’t believe the admiration he spotted in Gareth’s eyes when he looked at him.

“You should sleep now. I need to go make those potions I told you about.”

“Oh, okay.” Gareth agreed, although he let go of Luka a bit reluctantly. “Don’t exhaust yourself, though. I still need the help of my savior.”

“Don’t call me that!” He protested, embarrassed.

Gareth didn’t argue, but from his attitude, Luka could tell that it wouldn’t be the last time he heard that nickname. Before he left the room, he could see the man getting comfy and curling up under the covers. This sight brought Luka a sense of peace and a tender smile illuminated his face when he closed the door.

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Summer

I fell in love with the summer that year. Sunlight fell across green fields like a caressing hand, and the earth arched like a cat in response, blossoming into life.  It was the most beautiful season I could remember.  

“I'm in love with you,” I told Summer. We were walking down in the gorge, dipping our toes in the water. I was carrying my socks in one hand and my sneakers in the other. Summer, of course, had no shoes. She was wearing a long dress, which seemed to be woven out of wildflowers and baler twine and Queen Anne's Lace. Where the dress should have dragged in the water it instead dissolved into sunlight, dappling the creek bed before rematerializing as Summer stepped up onto the rocks.  

“I'm in love with you,” I said again, because I thought she might not have heard, and Summer turned to look at me. Her hair was the color of cornsilk, and there was dirt on her nose.

“So?” she said. And then, perhaps seeing the look on my face, she hastily added, “I don't mean to be rude, you understand, but you must know that a lot of people have loved me. Loads and loads of them. It just gets a bit numbing after a while.”

Summer's eyes contained bands of color, the brown of good earth and the green of cut grass and the blue of a clear sky, more and more colors the deeper you looked. If you started from the outside and counted the bands going inwards, it didn't take long to feel as though you would never reach the middle no matter how much you stared. Her eyes were looking at me now, and there was an expression in them that I couldn't quite read.

“Didn't you love any of them back?” I said.

“Of course,” said Summer, and she resumed walking along the edge of the creek, squishing her toes in the mud. I could hear the faint roar of the waterfall up ahead of us, although it was still hidden around the bend. “I loved them and I left them, as I must always do. It's the way of things.”

“What happened to them?”

“Mostly they went to asylums,” she said. “It's not an easy thing to be in love with me, and they pined away into madness in the long months when I was gone. The less love-struck ones got off easier, though they still took strange notions into their heads sometimes, and went dancing naked under the moon on fine nights. Some folks said they were as touched as the ones in the madhouses, but that is as may be.” She stepped daintily over a crayfish.  

“I could be different,” I said, which I knew was a lie. “Isn't there any way I can convince you to stay?”

“I've been kept a time or two,” said Summer. “There was one lover, long ago, who trapped me in a glass and kept me here long past my proper time. She paid dearly for that. The world withered in the heat, fruit rotted on the vine, and all the rivers dried up to nothing.” We were closer to the waterfall now, and she raised her voice slightly. “After I escaped, none of my sisters at all visited this place for a very long time.”

“What happened then?” I said.

“Nothing,” said Summer. “That's kind of the point.”

She had strayed back into the middle of the creek. The water was up to her knees now, and the lower part of her dress had turned to light again, light that moved in the water like cloth and startled the tiny fish that flashed around her ankles. I looked at her, and felt my heart crumbling like the shale in the canyon walls.

“Take me with you, then,” I said. “If you can't stay then I want to go with you, to wherever the seasons go when they're not here.”

“You don't want that,” said Summer quietly.

“I do, though,” I said. “I want it more than I've ever wanted anything.”

Summer looked at me for a long time. There was something like pity on her beautiful face.

“You must do what you must do,” she said at last, and without another word she turned and began walking towards the waterfall. I followed her.

There was a path that I had never seen before, leading up and around the edge of the falling water. Ahead of me, Summer's bare feet picked their way over moisture-kissed rocks. We passed behind the waterfall, and I blinked, momentarily seeing rainbows as I tried to clear the droplets from my eyes. As my vision cleared I saw not a rock wall or even a cave, but a series of hills, rolling green and endless toward the horizon, beneath a sky dotted with milk-colored clouds.

Summer was still walking, and I hurried to catch up. I had dropped my shoes, and the grass was soft against my feet.

We followed what looked like an old cow path up the first hill, and down the second, and up the next again. Occasionally we would come to a fence, and Summer would step lightly over the stile while I clambered up behind her, wondering how she made it look so effortless.

Something was happening. I glanced up as I dismounted a fence and discovered to my surprise that the clouds had changed. They were now huge white sheets that covered the sky. When I looked up again, seconds later—surely it was only seconds later—the clouds had shifted again, becoming tattered streaks that clung to the heavens like the banners of some defeated army.

“Summer,” I said.

She looked back, briefly. Her dress was starting to come apart, flower petals and dandelion seeds drifting on the breeze.

We kept walking, and now the hills were changing too: they were no longer green, and I realized that I didn't have a word for the color they were. The fences had begun to lean at crazy angles, and now the hills were tilting too, making impossible intersections with the sky, although my feet remained secure. The color was bleeding and leaking out of the world, forms losing their outlines, the whole universe morphing into something other. And the figure ahead of me was changing too.

“Summer,” I said again, and Summer turned towards me.

I had thought that Summer looked like a woman, but I realized then that that was only because I had been in love with it. Now we were too far out of the world for that to matter. The thing before me no longer looked even remotely human. Its skin was hard and gnarled like tree bark, peeled back here and there to reveal the new green wood beneath. But the skin, if it was skin, was pitted with holes, holes filled with churning earth, soil that writhed with insects, worms, mosquito eggs, plants that rose to sudden violent life and disappeared back into the morass. Life spasmed across its body. Swarms of bees poured from the holes, tree roots grasped like fingers, sap poured from gashes in its side like blood.

Summer stood before me, faceless, enormous, bigger than the universe, older than time.

Go home, it said. This is not a place for you. Go back.

So I did.

***

On the long walk back home, with my arms wrapped around my shoulders, I noticed that the leaves were changing. A chill wind danced down the sidewalk. Summer was over.

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Almond Milk is not Milk

Well, yet another episode with a story or two that kind of left me speechless... and one that caused my physical discomfort. By the story titles, can you guess which one?

And this begs the question... if you volunteer for something or seek it out, can you later really be called a victim?

I recorded this episode on Thanksgiving night, so I was full of ham, mac & cheese, other miscellaneous sides, and a Russian River Blind Pig to drink. You be the judge if the food coma and/or IPA had an impact on this episide - I won't tell you how much postproduction was required.

This episode's top stories:

Quadruple Amputee Arrested for Drunk Driving

Man arrested after biting a man’s nose off

Man Arrested After Hitting Cop With Bible

Man Knifed Family Member over Almond Milk

Farmer has arm torn off by hay baler

Baby Shark Used To Punish Inmates

Airline Passenger Racist with a Crown

Couple Names Their Daughter after Internet Service Provider

Woman Busted After Hitting Cop With Meth

Man Busted For Pizza Battery

Illegal Castration is a thing in Oklahoma

Suspect’s ID Did Not Pass Sniff Test

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Reds' STRPC on the verge of defeat: Parlade

#PHnews: Reds' STRPC on the verge of defeat: Parlade

MANILA – With the series of voluntary surrenders coming from its ranks, the Communist Party of the Philippines-New People's Army (CPP-NPA)'s Southern Tagalog Regional Party Committee (STRPC) is now on the verge of collapse and defeat.

This, according to Southern Luzon Command (Solcom) chief, Lt. Gen. Antonio Parlade, Jr., in a statement forwarded to the Philippine News Agency last week.

"The STRPC is on the verge of collapse, the people no longer want them, especially those vulnerable people living in far-flung areas whom they had exploited for so long. Wherever they go people report their presence to us, resulting in the series of armed engagements," he added.

He said the best option for the remaining NPA members affiliated with the STRPC is to voluntarily surrender and return to the folds of the law so that they can help in building better, more productive communities before the long arms of the law catch up with them.

"While the Kamatayan (Makabayan) Bloc members are desperately haggling to block the budget of the NTF ELCAC, nine NPA members of the STRPC returned to the fold of the law in several areas," Parlade said.

Among them are five communist terrorist group members including a certain "Darwin", Vice Leader of "Pltn 2,"  "Kilusan Larangan Guerilla" (KLG) Narciso, Sub-Regional Military Area (SRMA) 4D, who surrendered in Kalayaan, Laguna, and General Nakar, Quezon, bringing along three firearms on Sept. 13.

On the same day, four NPA terrorists of  "Platun Aque," KLG MAV, SRMA 4D in Monteclaro, San Jose Mindoro also voluntarily surrendered to authorities.

"Meanwhile, three active members of Platun 4A4 of KLG Cezar STRPC, escaped to Baler, Aurora but eventually decided to surrender peacefully. Windel Moral Prado, 32-years-old, alias 'FPJ/Bekit,'  Salenda Rosas Roldan alias 'Lara/Renren',  18-years-old and Romel Fajardo, 31-years-old, said they could no longer stand the massive operations in Southern Tagalog," he said.

He added that these surrenders follow the earlier surrender of alias "Ed," "Willy," and "Bong," on August 24 at Real Quezon.

A total of 666 NPAs from Southern Tagalog, he said, have laid down their arms and rejoined civil society. They have availed of the benefits offered by the NTF ELCAC thru the government's Enhanced Comprehensive Local Integration Program (E-CLIP)  and Amnesty Cluster.

Adding to the communist rebels' woes in Southern Tagalog last September 15 was the overrunning of security forces of an NPA terrorist temporary area at Barangay Abuyon, San Narciso,  Quezon.

Seized in the operation were three high-powered firearms, landmines, and pamphlets from the Makabayan bloc while another encounter with communist terrorists took place at Barangay Calawis, Antipolo City on the same day.

Parlade said on September 14, troopers from the Army’s 203rd Infantry Brigade and Philippine National Police figured in an armed encounter with NPAs of KLG MAV at Magsaysay Occidental Mindoro that resulted in the killing of Justin Ella Vargas alias "Star," a female "health worker".

He added that the slain communist terrorist is known to have trained with Fil-American Amado Canham alias "Allen," who earlier died of the coronavirus disease 2019 (Covid-19).

Recovered were several subversive documents, paraphernalia, and pamphlets of Bayan Muna, Bayan, and Anakbayan.

He added that the series of surrenders are taking place as members of the Makabayan bloc are desperately trying to block the budget of the National Task Force to End Local Communist Armed Conflict (NTF ELCAC) at the House of Representatives.

"Members of these same organizations have been complaining of being red-tagged yet many of their members are dying in gunfights against government forces, like Ren Manalo alias 'Pandan,' a Gabriela "activist" who was recently killed in an encounter in Palawan. (While) Alexandra Pacalda of Gabriela Youth and Karapatan, and Jhenelyn Malabanan of Karapatan were earlier captured," he added.

The CPP-NPA is listed as a terrorist organization by the United States, European Union, the United Kingdom, Australia, Canada, New Zealand, and the Philippines.

"These girls are only some of those who had been shouting the same lies of Teddy Casiño, Cristina Palabay,  Sarah Elago, Carlo Isagani Zarate, Eufemia Cullamat, Ferdinand Gaite, and Francisca Castro who are using their powers in Congress to silence the government by hostaging its budget that will provide services to GIDAs (Geographically Isolated and Disadvantaged Areas)," Parlade said.  (PNA)

***

References:

* Philippine News Agency. "Reds' STRPC on the verge of defeat: Parlade." Philippine News Agency. https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1116009 (accessed September 20, 2020 at 08:06PM UTC+14).

* Philippine News Agency. "Reds' STRPC on the verge of defeat: Parlade." Archive Today. https://archive.ph/?run=1&url=https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1116009 (archived).

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Ford Tractors 1965-95 - Three Decades Of Achievement

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The filming was carried out in Devon and Somerset in 2009 and 2010. Wherever possible, the tractors are shown working with appropriate implements including some fine examples of haymaking and silage equipment that will stir many a memory for farming viewers.

The machines covered by Ford Tractors 1965-95 include: Fordson Super Dexta and Howard Rotavator – 2000 and NH 401/5 crimper – 3000 and NH 445E cutterbar mower – 4000 and NH 30 flail mower – 5000 and Wilder forage harvester and MF trailer – 2000 and Kidd Rotaflail and MF trailer – 3000 Select-o-speed and NH 245 haytedder – 3000 and Bamford wuffler – 4000 and NH 33 forage harvester and MF trailer – 5000 and Ransome TS94 plough – 7000 and NH 717 forage harvester – County 1124 with Boughton winch and front blade – County 754 and NH 33 forage harvester – 4600 and trailer – 4600 4wd and Ransomes plough – 7600 and trailer – Muir Hill 121 with linkbox – 4110 and bale wrapper – 4610 and P2 2-drum mower – 5610 and NH 276 baler and sledge – 6810 and link box – 7810 Silver Jubilee and Ransome TSF2000 plough – TW15 and trailer – TW25 and mole plough – TW35 and Dowdeswell plough – 5030 and trailer – 8630 and dump trailer – 8630 and highways equipment – 6640 and round bale loader – 7840 with dung spreader and power harrow – 8340 and Lucas straw chopper/feeder – New Holland 7840 with front linkage.

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Mistress part 1

I think it’s time to share my experience in my blog. I don’t have much followers anyway so I know it’s safe and the people involved in my story don’t have names.

This will end as another entry which I will laugh about in about a year or so (or sooner please!).

 So let me tell you about how I ended up where I am now and how I plan to get out of this situation.

 Let me take you back on my 33rd Birthday. Last year when I turned 33, I’ve accepted the fact that I will be single for the rest of my life. I planned to take a sperm donor ( I have a list of friends who offered so I know I will have a good selection of donors). I enjoyed being single, I worked hard, got that promotion and became a Second Vice President in our office in 2 years of being with the company. I’d like to think that at my age, it’s quite an achievement, especially in our company where most of the people with the same rank are aged 35 up. I have a hobby, I cook and bake. I have a few friends who I treasure and of course a family that loves me dearly. In short – I am contented and happy.

 I’ve always been a sheltered person, my hobbies include reading books, watching movies, baking, cooking, shopping and I avoid outdoors at all cost. However, my team wanted to try scuba diving as our team building activity and they convinced me to go out of my shell and be bold! I fear the water, I am scared of boats. I liked the ferry ride in London and Japan because I still see the land and it was a river. Open sea scares me to death though because I don’t know how to swim and I can think of a lot of ways that the boat ride will go wrong. Anyway, after a lot of convincing they managed to inspire me to be adventurous and try outdoors. On that day I saw a picture of one of my college friends where he was free diving. The last time we saw each other was in 2003?? 15 years ago but he added me as friend on FB and he’s been an avid liker of my pictures. Since he was a college friend, I did not have any malice and sent him a DM to check where he free dived. He was very enthusiastic with his reply and I remained casual. The following day, he tagged me on some of the free diving courses available in anilao. He sent me private messages and had a little chat. I remember him briefly saying “Try mo Maam, maaadik ka. Para may maaya din ako next time” and to be honest I didn’t mind that offer because we don’t know each other well. He greeted me on New year’s day and we got to chat a bit. Then he started commenting on my photos and liking every single one of it. I know he is making papansin and I ignored. But then again a friend of mine said, try and flirt. Who knows he’s your match. So I tried to be nice, replied to all of his messages, he flirted a bit and reciprocated and he said he wanted to invite me once he is back in Manila (he works in a ship). I did my research, checked if he is married or in a relationship and didn’t see any trace at all. So I said – YOLO timmy! Flirt away!

 He started to get sweet, told me he was happy we reconnected. He should have met me earlier so we would have been happy sooner. He invited me to go to the beach when he return so I thought he was asking me out. Since I had a beach trip coming up with friends to Surf – I extended the offer to him and boom – he accepted. He was so excited, can’t stop talking about it for days. He was upset that his flight got delayed and he almost did not make it. He kept on updating me of his whereabouts, what he was eating, sending photos of his auntie and what he has been doing while waiting for boarding. He arrived on Feb 28 around 10 pm. His family picked him up and dropped him at a motel near Pasig. I was asleep at that time because we are due to leave 3AM on March 1 and when I woke up I saw a couple of texts and missed calls asking if we are pushing through. I said yes and picked him up and he met my friends. It was the biggest effort a man has made for me. Imagine – he was away for 6 months and instead of meeting his family he went on a beach trip with me and my friends. Needless to say, that weekend started everything. He was so sweet, so thoughtful, he treated me like a princess, a gentleman and fun to be with. We talked about a lot of things and I asked him directly if he is married or if he is dating someone. He said NO without batting an eyelash. So I said – that’s good looks like this is the one.

 After Baler, we went on a date to Tagaytay. We spent the whole day together. We had lunch, coffee, movie and we talked for hours I wished for the day not to end. We made the most out of the day as I was leaving for Bangalore that Saturday. You know what’s funny? I liked how he wasn’t using his phone at all the whole day. Not a single glance on his phone. He even left it on my car (he owns a car but it’s at home so I drive for him) and did not text at all. One of the reasons why I liked him – he is not on his phone and I know I have his undivided attention. At the end of the day, we held hands and I know we have a mutual understanding.

 I was in Bangalore for two weeks, he’s been good in texting me, telling me his whereabouts and reported everything. Another thing I liked about him – because I didn’t have to ask. He tells me everything and sends me pictures of what he is eating and where he is going, Trust me when I say that he earned my trust big time. Last Friday that I was in Bangalore he was so fuzzy and I think he is drunk. He wanted to tell me something so I said it can wait when I return to Manila. He arranged for a date that Monday. March 26.

 That day, he picked me up from work. We had dinner and went to Estancia to have coffee. We talked for hours until 1 am and in the parking lot, we stayed in my car to talk. Then he confessed something. He said he is married. He said they are processing the annulment and he left her in 2015 because she cheated, she is manipulative, she is after his money and his house. Imagine the hate I developed for that girl I didn’t know because of how much I trusted his words. He gave me an option to wait til he sorts his annulment or we can try because he is worth it. God, I remember how he said those words. He looked so sincere with tears in his eyes saying all he wanted is to be happy and he is worth it. You know what, I had a little thought why I should go on with it.

 1.       Effort wise – he really have a tremendous amount of effort to woo me

2.       Quality time – he finds time to talk to me

3.       He reports to me wherever he goes and whatever he does

4.       So trustworthy –he is honest

5.       He is family oriented – provides for his family

6.       He sounded like a victim on his last relationship, so broken and fooled by a girl and I thought he deserves all the love he can get

7.       He cares for me, he is thoughtful, gentleman and I feel that he really loves me

 The only downside is he is married but they are not together anymore and annulment as on the way so I thought hey – you both deserve a chance to be happy so I went with it and became a couple. The following day we went to Tagaytay overnight. I don’t want t give you details but boy this man wanted to get me pregnant. I mean so soon? Well he knows how much I wanted to become a mom and so I said why note. He said I love you too and he was the first to say it to I guess I had the power in the relationship?

 I guess I don’t have to say much about our relationship but it was all too good to be true in April and May. He even asked me to live with him and it took me time to decide. I finally agreed to live together by June 28 because I really want to get pregnant. I am not getting any younger. Mind you – we both agreed that this is a secret relationship. My mom didn’t know that I was technically a mistress. It’s funny I hate my father’s mistress and here I am becoming one of them. Needless to say – I defied my logic and forgot my values. Shame on me.

 During the course of our relationships, I learned to adjust and avoid arguments at all cost. I don’t ask where he goes, I don’t pry, I get jealous but I don’t confront because when he is being confronted he gets angry. Should have been a red flag but I was too blind. I don’t ask for his plans, I go with the flow. I give him space even if it means I am miserable. I spend most of the time. He met all my friends. He met my family. When my friends and family asked him if he is a womanizer or if he is married – he can answer them straight without flickering of his eyes and I know this should alarm me but I just let it go.  I tried to be the best GF and not nag. I know I did and He knows that.

 June at Bohol when I started to feel something different. He was on his phone most of the time, he brings his phone inside the CR and he bought extra two shirts (small in size) for his sister despite buying another set a day ahead. While packing, he packed the shirt separately so I asked him why? Before sleeping I asked him if he has someone else. He got angry and flipped on the other side of the bed while I was crying miserably through the night. I know there is someone else. If he lied and tell me there was none – I will believe him. But he did not have the guts to lie so I know there was something.

 I mentioned earlier that he asked me to live together, I am done with the preparations and we are ready to move but he said we will try it for a month, he will stay on weekends and he will move around August. I let is pass. I am miserable on my own at the condo and he never committed to when he will show up. On my birthday, we celebrated with my mom and at home but I feel so empty and I know something is wrong. He went away that week (July 9) and during that week I cannot reach him. He wasn’t telling me where he was. July 12 was the worst. I cannot contact him. I was worried but he texted at night saying he is home. The following day there was no text so I asked what is wrong and he said he feels something different. He feels pressured about me already. When I asked what did I do, he said nothing is wrong. He is the problem and I need to give him time. My heart was broken that day, knowing he is drifting apart and all I did was adjust for him and make sure he doesn’t get mad. The following day he surprised me and came to the unit. Then it’s all forgotten.

 July 27, I was browsing his page when I saw a girl who commented on his picture. It was flirty, I know because I am a girl too. I checked her out and guess what I saw a photo of them together. I was shaking. Let’s call her J because I have to talk to her and I need to have a reference. So I asked what is with them. He said none. He even put the blame on me because I was snooping and he said it’s not good to be jealous. I said it’s not an issue if he was honest on his where abouts. Anyway I know something was up but I let it go. However, I need to protect my self and I started drifting away from him too. Since I want to have a baby, I wanted to get it done sooner. I asked if he wanted too  - he said yes and wanted it to be with me. So I decided to go on IUI – artificial insemination. He had his sperm analyzed and found our he had low sperm concentration. He had a condition called oligozoospermia and this is a fertility problem for men. We were asked to do it at certain days but he was very uncooperative. I said just donate the sperm and I will not hold you accountable on anything. We had the procedure but the collection was really really low. I knew he *ucked another girl before the procedure. It was toooo low if he was abstained for two days. I spent 50k for this procedure including his meds and never asked for a single cent.

 I guess I have to skip the other details but August was a tough month, he was sweet one day and grumpy the next. There are days where he is missing and cannot be reached. I know we are losing it and we are on the brink of a break-up. Then I prayed, I said if the baby will be given then he is for me. If not then I have to let go. Then it happened. I wasn’t pregnant. I got my period. He knows it’s his fault. I have no problems with my reproductive system and the doctor was blunt that his low sperm count is a problem. That Sunday, something pushed me to message a girl who keeps on liking his status. I know he will be mad because he doesn’t like that but that moment, I am prepared to lose him. However, I am prepared to know the truth. The girl said nothing is going on between them. I don’t believe her. Well maybe she is telling the truth but I did not believe her. Funny she thought I was someone else and named a girl. I ignored that because I was told by (my asshole bf) that someone keeps on creating a fake account to ruin his reputation so I ignored all invites and made my profile super private.Oh and I remember, his wife messaged me but I ignored it but had to come clean to my mom in case his wife makes a scene. I told him about it and said don’t entertain anyone because someone is purposely ruining his life and I pity him for a bit. By the way, the reason why I messaged this girl (let’s call her A) is because someone message me calling out all the names of the alleged women of by asshole BF. That’s why I messaged A.

 Anyway, the following day, I felt guilty for reaching out to A and apologized to him. I wanted to talk but he is not replying so I decided to go to the dorm he stays at and talk to him. He said don’t go and I will be wasting my time but I guess it was the best decision in my life. I went to the condo and found out he doesn’t live there. He stayed for a while in April but never for a long time. So I called him and asked where he stays and he just brushed me off. Imagine – I’ve been dropping him off on that condo for almost 5 months. So where does he live??? I decided to go to his hometown in Tanay and drove at night while raining, crying all the way and scared of what I will find out. This was September 3. I saw his brother and he said he isn’t there. And  they have an emergency. His father was hospitalized. The moment I got home to the unit (with my mom there) I decided to message the girl that A mentioned. Let’s call her T.  Little did I know that I will discover the biggest lies in human history and I was so amazed by how deceiving this guy is. I have no words for my discovery.

 ·         T and P have been together since April 2017. She helped pay the lawyer so he can get annulled. He said the say thing – he is married, she was manipulative, she cheated and she was after the money.

·         She pays for almost everything

·         When they fight – it always seems she is at fault

·         He was on MIA from March 1 – 14  this year and that is because we already started dating. That’s why he isn’t using his phone he turned it off not only to earn my trust but to hide from T

·         April 2-9 he was at KL with T and they had a good fuck trying to get her pregnant too. She went to the OB thinking it was her problem. It was only me who had the guts to have him tested

·         During this time, P said he was in Batangas with his sick grandma (rest in peace Lola) and he even texted me saying the chickens are noise. Lying that way – is so sick

·         June when she just stopped talking to the gilr – july when he blocked her. Yes she may be jealous but it’s because P is such a womanizer and a liar

·         We were at Anilao on April 28 – he sent a picture to T saying he was with friends but he was with me

·         May 19 he was also with me at Anilao – he sent the pictures to T and he said he was with his friends