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It is Tuesday, February 3rd, 2026, nothing too spectacular. I slept very well last night and wanted to continue doing so, but alas, I had to come to work they sort of expect that sort of thing.

Last night watched Jeopardy and then Sherlock with Bill. He went to be,d and I soon followed.

ICE has been spotted in Hoboken and reportedly taken five or six workers and to unmarked vans, perhaps never to be seen again.I expected it to be just a matter of time before the immigration control and enforcement team came in and started doing their dastardly deeds. And now they’re here in Hoboken and Jersey City.

I saw things online about it and made the mistake of reading comments and was distressed to find people actively and outwardly supporting ICE, claiming that they would support law enforcement, and I remarked that they were likely the type of people that would inform the authorities as to where Anne Frank was hiding.

Yeah, shit like that usually gets me fired or banned from social media, so I suppose that’s coming on down the line at some point.

The day often takes a downward turn, but today it started that way, and it’s maintaining a steady descent.

Two interactions with different men as I was going to get my Halal food when I was outside the Blue’s Clues store, or he decided to talk to me about almost being hit by bird shit, and how good luck it is and if I wanted to buy tickets?
The next guy was on 18th Street. I was walking to the halal food who suddenly stopped in front of me and apologized two or three times, saying how sorry he was for stopping. The thing that stands out to me is that I did not say anything to either one, I just gave him the dead-eyed stare

In the office, Marcus is remarkably distant as usual, so it’s not some remarkable after all, it’s very slow, and I’m going to be at the main fruit stand tomorrow. Despite how busy it will be at my fruit stand, it doesn’t really matter since Yancy has his mind made up

While at the really big supermarket in Town with Bill the other day, I bought a pair of gloves. I was seduced by the fact that they can be used when using a smartphone; they had those tips. And yesterday, before leaving the apartment to get away, I had two pairs of gloves in my coat as well as the new pair.

So I grabbed the gloves out of my pocket and left them on the kitchen table when I came home that night. I found three gloves, not four and it was distressing in my mind because I’m an idiot. I don’t think I did accuse bill but I think Bill might have felt it as being accused. It was not my finest hour. And Bill, to his credit, did what he could to help me find a glove. And in the interim, I went online and ordered a new pair of gloves it should be delivered on Friday. The transaction was cancelled due to the fact that my credit card was declined.

For lunch today, I went to the halal cart, and the food was actually very good. When I was walking back to the office with my bag of halal food, I reached into my pocket and felt three gloves, one of them being the glove that I thought I placed on the kitchen table. My belief in my idiocy was reinforced.

I immediately texted Bill and thanked him for giving me so much. His love for me overwhelms my self-loathing. It’s true, and I was reminded of it just an hour ago.

I just got off the phone with Mike and had to explain to him Bill puts up with a lot of my shit, shit that Mike has difficulty dealing with but Bill can deal with it and if you can find somebody that’s willing to put up with your shit in this planet you should hang on to them as long as you can and respect them and support them as they respect and support you.

Mike has placed too much emphasis on the sexual aspects of the relationship, and then there are the things that Bill has just done that make me realize no one else on this planet puts up with my shit. I put up with his shit; he puts up with my shit. It is a well-maintained balance of shit

I thought I was doing well without watching clips of people behaving awfully, and then I find myself watching one that is just not good for me.

And the balance of the universe is maintained. My near lacrimose behavior last night led me to order a new pair of gloves online. They were supposed to be delivered on Friday. Well, as luck would have it, and not have enough money to pay for those gloves which are not needed it since I have found the gloves that I actually do need, and I will keep on me when possible. Although right now I gave those gloves that it was on Saturday to the housekeeper here at the smaller fruit stands, and I have one left glove in my pocket and the other right-handed glove in a bag in the closet in the apartment.

Balance is maintained, and despite what Jimmy Chile, Mike, and Bill might say, I feel like I’m an idiot, perhaps proving my father right about some things, but having said that, I have to ask myself “What did he know?”1

​​Kenny Rivera
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Albert Ross
Careful Kenny
Many Riveras to cross off the list once they’re thrown in the back of an unmarked van…
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Are they Legal “Residents?”

Albert Ross
Are they going through the process for citizenship, Charles?
Some have been doing just that, but wind up getting arrested while they follow the rules.
Would you have informed the authorities as to where Anne Frank was hiding?
No need to answer, we know your type.

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Well today has been an improvement over yesterday. My niece and her husband returned to New Jersey safe and sound after the Boston Marathon. They were safe yesterday and I would like to think they are safer at home. The whole family is relieved and also saddened by what happened.

My niece posted a photograph of herself and two running friends, right past the finish line. It was hard to believe that within a few minutes after that the bombs went off. Their friends all made it safely home as far as I know, and that is by judging by what their Facebook pages said.

I slept fairly well last night and woke up in good spirits. Bill was up and doing his thing and soon after I showered and had my coffee a text from Juan came through, asking if he could stop by. Of course he could stop by. Bill didn’t mind and neither did I.

I did have some errands to run beforehand so Juan would have to accompany me on my rounds. It wasn’t so bad. One was a trip to the grocery store and the rest were on Washington Street.

I ran into Julio yesterday before all the shit went down and he asked me if I still had his pocket sized bicycle pump. We had a good talk. He’s a new guy, more mature. Good to see him one on one since when it with the wife and kid they all vie for my attention. I can take them all one at a time, but three on one can be overwhelming, sometimes joyfully so.

And Juan was pretty funny this afternoon. Where he gets his cutting remarks from, I don’t know. He did grumble when I asked him to hold a cigar when I ran into a store. I reassured him that it would only make him look ‘butch’.

We came back home, Bill getting ready to head out while Juan and I watched Archer which we had on the DVR. And then just like that, my two favorite guys headed out. Juan to go get some lunch and Bill off to Manhattan.

I was fine with it, not that I had any say in the matter. Julio was also in Manhattan so I didn’t see him today. Still I have the bicycle pump should he call or text me again. I’ll be around.
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