Which Reminds Me

Yes, when finding all of these nasty people screeching at me about how they do not give me, I am convinced and persuaded that the job of fundraising is not for me. No way am I ever going to ever contemplate the thought of a career in fundraising. Forget about that. Other people have a knack for fundraising, but definitely not me. 

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Yes, I vaguely remember that while I was working in Boca Raton, for a newspaper there, I had the occasion of interviewing Wanda at a time when she was a candidate for City Council office. Each candidate was interviewed was given the opportunity to tell their story and explain what they hoped to accomplish if elected. I am glad to see that you learned how to read for yourself so I will not need to regurgitate whatever was said in the article. Wanda's campaign was successful. She was elected to City Council. Beyond what was published, I do not remember anything more about her. I actually do not have very much opinion about these people, I only did my job and nothing more. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, easy for you to pay high taxes when you have millions in the bank. Easy for you to say. Don't when I would ever readh that tax tier when still working on my degree in underwater basketweaving. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I am not sure what you mean by "those people." Perhaps you are referring to that back-stabbing traitoress who left us and ran off to Oklahoma to join the Jehovah's Witness cult. So? Coincidentally, our high school classmate Libby was known to belong to the Jehovah's Witness cult, although now she is living in Connecticut pretending to be a Puerto Rican Catholic. Ha ha ha! And why should I be required to pay for the crimes of cultic whacko Libby? She did not have to sit up there in New England pretending to be in charge of the unvierse, but under there circumstances, So did they turn Jewish or do they belong to that cult? Sometimes that is not so clear. 

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Yes, I am not looking to pick an argument with Jewish people, wanting to protect my own safety among other reasons, but also my original instructions included something about how we will need to let Ron-It go. She lives in Israel now, which is actually a separate country from the United States, and why do I need to answer questions when actually I am not that interested in going there. Maybe I would go there on a vacation tour of the highlights of the Holy Land, preferably with a guide who knows what they are talking about, but beyond that, we could not really talk in high school, so why start now. 

Which Reminds Me

Yes, I too thought that I would just work work work long into my old age, but somehow I find Problematical interference on many levels. I would like to just evacuate the planet and not leave a footprint or trace behind, not make myself the issue, yet somehow I cannot avoid getting too much attention focused on me. I did not really ask for that, but the walls are in a ruinous state. 

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Yes, how weird, maybe if I look around FB long enough, maybe it would take me years to bother, but eventually maybe I would run across evidence of the existence of Donald's wretched Hot Mess baby. Well, la di dah! Since when do I connect to those fashionista scum and their dirty money? Yuk! You probably get all of your wrong information from some evil demonic Ron-It. So worthless. Such a huge waste of my time.