Christina

Related to this evening's incident regarding the self-centered response from the Rosslyn resident to "My Health Conditions" post on the new blog, I have been having a tough time lately with my regular-world girlfriend, Christina, acting uncompassionately and inconsiderately to the notion of picking me up from the doctor's office following a medical procedure I have coming up. She flaked on me once and wasn't even that sorry about it (so I've had to reschedule the medical appointment - which is proving difficult - just to accomdate her whimsical change in availability). She acted so burdened by the thought of picking me up after the procedure that she actually said, "Why can't you just use an Uber? That would be easier." I had to explain to her the doctor won't let me use an Uber because I will still be under the effects of anesthesia after the procedure and thus, need someone to help me walk to and fro so I don't fall or hurt myself. She basically had the indolent response of sighing, "OK, I guess I'll do it then." 

There's more to share with you about it, which I will do later. But, she HAS been the girlfriend I've been complaining about in the last week or two and the one you were helping me admonish the other day while she was in the Underground state of mind.

Since there are weird anomalies floating around tonight perhaps triggered by this subject, as of this writing 10:22pm, 1/22/20, perhaps, upon you reading this, if you hear me or the guides say, "Oh, let's move away from this subject now" or "Let me disengage from you for a bit, Jack, and move away a few inches," - just go ahead and accept it, Dear heart, and try to work with me, so I don't encounter further crap from the Interface. Hopefully, we can let the spell pass and then resume connecting again shortly. If that happens, I might need to try to avoid the subject of Christina (my regular-world friend) for the rest of the night.