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Thursday, 05/27/2004 Entry: "Mid April: All Aboard the Retard Train!"

Mid April: All Aboard the Retard Train!

Wow - it's been some time since I rode on this guy's train...

I haven't written so much - partly because I got addicted to this game I got off the Mobile Windows site which is like Archinoids called Cubicle Chaos.

The other reason is that while an order of protective covers for the screen have been taking forever to be filled, the area where I write most of my lowercase letters has become scratched. grrrr...

My parents came back from the Catskills Wednesday, both sick. Apparently several attendees for Passover were sick as well. They claimed something similar occurred last year and they brought the health department in. They found nothing. I'm thinking of contacting their primary physician and cluing him in about them. Their thing is if it passes they won't. What if it's someone working in the kitchen who hates jews and put cleaning fluids into the food? Or someone passing on parasites? Who knows...

In other news, I left iCity. A week ago yesterday I was preparing a city structure for their equivalent of a town square. I logged on twice, once as the structure to show a friend and once to walk around and discuss areas of concern. This thing was maybe an hour away from being submitted - by their guide of the month.

Suddenly, this perv appears as a giant cock and balls, shoves us aside, and proceeds to fuck the structure. They knew it was me because they "beamed" to my nickname to get to me. The two of us crashed and when we came back they had left. This was about 3:30am Israel time. The very next morning I tracked him down to their Comput.er Club where he was still the giant genitals among minors. I took a screenshot before he turned into a rocket. Yes, a rocket.

Because iCity's management was away for Passover, I allowed them more time than they deserved. Their answer upon their return was that if I feel something happened I should call the police.

Can you believe it? They weren't going to do a thing to stop this perv! I'd since learned that a couple I know there were similarly attacked; they managed to get screenshots.

On Tuesday night while our dopey president preempted our TV shows, Seven and I logged in and destroyed all my possessions. Then I emailed my resignation. I emailed the Israeli police and if avenues of law enforcement don't get results, I'm sure the press will oblige.

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