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This last time, after trying to help Chinese herbalist with a few-hours of some preliminary salesmanship, to check out the market with her customer base, I was on a bench at the lake, and with what-weather, having just-stormed the night before, the water was high and muddy, chop and swelly, with lots of refuse floating near the shore lines. My eyes were so teared-up, that I could not recognize the woman when she said hello. And I said, I was trying to deicide whether the floating debris in the water was flotsam or jetsam, and she seemed to get an attack of confused inappropriateness and walked off.

Lots of people say hello that I don't know. I meet so many people that maybe she is someone I don't remember meeting. Maybe she was the Chinese herbalist. I had just helped her with a flyer. Maybe she was out to continue the endeavor ? But if so, why react to flotsam and jetsam in that manner ? and not just take-up the business of business. I asked her on the phone - was that you ? I ironically have, the doctor diagnosis dry-eyes, that were so teared-up I couldn't see anything, floating in the mists of my blinking eyes, flotsam or jetsam I could not tell. And yes it was her. She couldn't believe I didn't recognize her. I never recognize her. She is mercurial. She never looks the same. Maybe she a shape-shifter or maybe I am an idiot. Hopefully I can get some of her medicine. I think I can give her some ideas. Leave me be an idiot.

Sasquatch my last ex was down. She left and went back to Oregon. Forgot her cell-phone, and is heading home, after a week's visit. When will she discover the absence ?

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