Currently someone is letting me sleep in their empty apartment for free and spent the other night on someone's floor, she fed me well also. Now off to get some free food where I work.

Posted a couple new videos on twitter

You left the turd in the person's apartment as a parting gift, after they let you stay for free? Charming.

Better than on the bed.
No I paid for that place. The water was not working so I couldn't flush, have a shower etc. I even was forced to use toilet paper to wipe my ass

Dude. You have my sympathy, about the toilet paper. What a nightmare. You poor bastard. But seriously, try not to just leap in front of firing Russian machine guns. You seem to be inclined to do things that, well, appear, to me, to be leading up to such a scenario. In the meantime... we all appreciate your updates. I'm sorry to hear about your phone situation!!! That is a real nightmare. Hang in there.

Yeah you hear me I was forced to wipe my ass with toilet paper like a retard brain washed imbecile, though I admit as soon as I got bad to civilianisation I washed my ass with shower. Nah mate I'm going back prematurely after losing phone really pissed 1. Goin back to Barca humidity and 2 I have so many friends here. Like today excit metro wrong stop and gps not work cause of gps spoffing, 5 secs later I run into my mate from Nigeria he told me where to go (was wrong) event I make it back

I have a book somewhere, a collection of essays by Kurt Vonnegut. It was probably Wampeters, Foma, and Granfalloons... not sure if that is the one I'm thinking of, but, probably. In it, he talked about when he visited Biafra, during the Civil War in Nigeria, in the very late 60s. He was so impressed by the Biafrans. They were all very intelligent and resourceful, and able to talk to Kurt Vonnegut for a long time on topics that plenty of Americans would have had trouble holding intelligent conversations about, for even a few seconds. This was in a region that still had witch doctors, headhunters, etc.

I am pretty sure that a lot of the successful Nigerian people we have seen globally, in recent years, probably come from Biafran families that got subsumed into Nigeria. I think about that sometimes.

Ha got off at wrong station yesterday, who did I see but my mate from Lagos nigeria, literally outside the station walking by, as gps was not working, due to Russian attack, I asked him what way to go, he told le literally the wrong way. Fucking cunt.ha ha. After 30mins gps was turned on again, so ended up right place just an hour late

Whoops a daisy. OK, maybe your friend, in particular, specifically, isn't THAT impressive, but.... um.... OK I got nothing.

its not meant to be impressive, its just a flashback to the joys of travelling before GPS when you either had to consult a map or ask someone, fuck I used to spend hours getting from point A to point B. Someone countries esp in asia were terrible as in their culture they have to give answer even if they didnt know otherwise its offensive. So you'll ask for place C and instead of going I dont know the guy would just make up something. funny in hindsight but at the time PITA

OK to not pollute the shout box here. I will lay out some shit here

OK ever since a kid I've been fasinated by history (well sure everything, I was one of those kids that always questioned , always wanted to know, never took an answer "cause thats how it is")
never did - fucked here I in 2025 with my kid - she has my quesrtion - like trait
https://photos.app.goo.gl/i8APCnewvM2PPcwv7

I remember back in the early 80s, getting into history grandma had these history books, like volumes the history of the 20th century from 1965 I think


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This is what I think I have
https://www.verywellhealth.com/pt-exercises-for-achilles-tendonitis-5202656

"There’s no fast cure for Achilles tendonitis. You may feel improvement in six to eight weeks of home exercises, or it could take three to six months of physical therapy.3 Penn Medicine. Achilles tendonitis. Some people need up to a year to recover from Achilles tendonitis."

injured it 3 March doing my time trial 3.2km in 15 mins, Finally pain free like last week tuesday first time I could walk normal. Saturday started pissing down on this large bridge so ran maybe 400m fucked it up again.
Went to the doctors that day (saw 3 doctors all free of course, you dont pay here, only had to wait 10 minutes as well).
Didnt want to walk yesterday, but got the call I had to rescue childs toy as it went down storm drain, so had to fucken walk 2km as well as drop down into the 3m deep stormdrain and walk along it retreive it and climb back out, so hobbling again. FFS.
Perhaps its a sign but I don't believe in that shit

I relish at the thought of your pain! Pain or pleasure, Zeddie?!

who the fuck are you, hell risener

pleasure is long gone in my life

Always my body has failed. Not sure I said I was always the fastest at school growing up, first at sprint then at middle distance/crosscountry. I ran my first marathon at 11 years old. OK only ran 40km so not quite all but without water, that is my drive though, once I start I do not stop, I am a machine.
I was rugby player of the year one year cause it was so easy for me to score tries, I once scored 5 in one game.
But around the age of 13 or so I started getting this burning feeling in my feet like really burning, I would try and push through but it would burn and burn, I now see it was pain. Had to give up running even though I loved it
Next great love was guitar, discovered hendrix at 12 or so on waiheki island, I didnt even hear the albuim (rainbow bridge) but fell in love with the cunt. as soon as I got home I bought a cassette of him (from my paper round money - we had moved back to town from the farm)
goinf ucking brilliant until when I was 18 living in hamilton I fucked my wrist up, cause I was playing 12 hours a day every day - no life (actually I was younger now I think about it)
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actually this does not make sense at all
- my grandma was alive then, fucken loved her, I used to blast her out playing metal guitar - and shes rocking, I used to turn it loud cause I was metal and she is deaf, biggest rugby lover on the planet, she would of overdoesed on how much rugby was played after she died in the professional era.
I wrote a line in a song about her years ago, which I cant remember now (and this is all based on a true story)


I saw fear in the eyes of my grandma when they dragged her away to the ovens of auschwitz
she might of been old, she might of been jewish, but that don't them a right, to fucken burn her,
Oh grandma
- cant play it on the guitar, I think it was keyboard, but its so long ago now - I can still sing it though

I was living with my grandma when she died, the above lyric is true, I was living with her - family decided she had to go to a home, Im like nah its OK I can care for her, we had been living together like 2-3 months before this, they are like no you can't you're a kid (I'm not doubting how old I was in hamilton, I thought 18, but now I think 17) Im like no I can me and her are good - IN HINDSIGHT I SEE I WAS KEEPING HER ALIVE, me living with her - she can sleep in her bed, look at her garden that she prized so much. I would cook the food, clean everything etc (but not wash her body r help with the toilet - I wish I did in hindsight cause then she would not have had to go to the home, but didnt cause of impropriety - cause maybe I would fuck her - ugn THIS ANGERS me, why ) cause thats what killed her, leaving her house and garden - her roses - her native trees - the beautiful rimu - the tiny kauri -
now it prolly is huge now, like 20 cm wide, last I saw it was 10cm wide. Maybe someones cut it down, who knows, I don't think so cause it was already big but ppl should know a kauri of 50 years is beautiful. But the family never had faith in me then to look after her, so they took her to an old folks home. I helped her escape a week later during a visit, well escape is pushing it - it was easy we took a taxi to he house

now this is bad part - very embarassed
- they came for her maybe an hour or 2 later (maybe it was the next day, honestly I dont remember) they came and picked her up (friend of the family, slung her over the shoulder fireman carry and she is like "zed please help me" whilst being on this guys shoulder looking back and I done nothing - literally nothing, I just stood and watched - don't know if it was cause I was 17 and had no voice, or cause I wanted it to happen, anyways I just froze, I still feel guilty today - nowadays I am like fuck it - just do shit - punch, bite, do shit - but I done nothing
the worst moment of my life - sorry grandma, I failed, My age is no excuse, I failed
- I will carry this to my grave

afterwards I saw grandma in the hospital a day or so later, she did not speak to me, just looked ahead stoic, did not even acknowledge me even - she died like 3 days later - from not eating

Yeah so all its done just waiting on phone call.
Done paperwork and medical, fucking cold at the moment I thought i brought gloves but can't find them. Lady just walked by wearing blanket as poncho.
Oddly not afraid at all even though I know there's a high chance I will be dead soon.

All death numbers in news are complete bs.

I tell you weird thing here, being in army now here, it's actually quite funny, police will defer to you, they come up to you to chatise you about something, but as soon as they know you are army it's like oh sorry, carry on, what can I do