PC Audio Take Down

[09-09-2019 -day of the nines, whatever that might mean for the numerologists. I found this in my Draft section of Blogger/Blogspot, and it was composed on the dates shown, its publication was delayed due to continuing PC sabotage, both PC's in fact, one after the other in rotation]

07-20-2019
Are we at eight PC (Windows) audio take downs for 2019 now? I have lost count. I can play music from my Sony HAP music server (love it) through the same audio system, but "for some reason" the audio through the same system from this here PC won't play. And all the more inconvenient as I was going to play an online video tonight. When, oh fucking when, will MS ever get it that they just cannot upgrade and scoot? (Yes, I checked the Maintenance Log, and they did an upgrade today. Well done Nadella & Co.; even the Embalmer didn't pull this shit).

Well at least they are the nominal cause, but as the rate of things going wrong suddenly escalated by at least a factor of ten as of 04-2002 when the perps first went berserk/overt when they invaded my apartment, I suspect they are the real cause. No functional system goes unsabotaged in Psychopath mentality. I had planned to upgrade to a new PC with Linux next year, and free myself from these continued MS audio take-down upgrades that have plagued me, but I may have to accelerate that need. The boys at the PC repair place were all keen on doing an upgrade next year, "Intel 10 Gen, etc." so I really don't want to disappoint them as they thought my timing was perfect. And they liked my rack mounted PC too. This old guy gets some computer savvy cred from the boys even if he isn't a gamer. Imagine that.

07-23-2019
An over-populated shit show/gangstalk at yoga last night. Almost without exception, if I leave 5 minutes later than my usual time, (15 minutes before class start time), they cram the place with other yoga students. Which they did. I barely found a spot on the far wall, and lo, if I wasn't surrounded by four dudes. One of whom was in this intense extra noisy breathing mode, no matter how restful the pose was. At one point while doing a rather benign resting pose, he was breathing noisily and I gave him the stare, and lo, if he didn't catch it and then he made less breathing noise. Imagine that; the TI victim gets to make a point, that is taken. Truly a rare event.

Onto LD after yoga, and three Fuckwits were strung across the entrance in the usual Psychopathic/Perp fashion of they each pretending the other wasn't there and each oblivious to their combined effect. I think I need a Blogger label for this patent gangstalking move; perhaps the "orchestrated mutually oblivious ambulatory egress obstruction" stunt. A bit of a mouthful, so perhaps a TI reader can help me out to make it more concise.

They weren't done though; a three dude gangstalking convergence erupted when I was at the chocolate section, a long standing gangstalking "magnet-moment" these past 17 years of this abuse-athon. And the Psychopaths has this one planned as they forced more dwell time for me as I was looking for a particular kind of chocolate that is ordinarily there, which enabled the gangstalking dudes to arrive within about 10 seconds while I was looking (kept in place). Again, it was a case of each of them pretending that there wasn't some kind of peculiar "happen-chance" event, you know, me plus three other males just "happening" to have a chocolate fix within an hour of closing time when LD has minimal traffic. Which is why I do most of my regular shopping after 1900h. More orchestrated pretending, or perhaps, orchestrated individual obliviousness. Tiresome, seeing this act, and everyone acting purposely evasive/furtive.

07-24-2019
Yet another bird shit strike on my windshield, exactly where I look through on the drivers side. Them birds just seem to have an unerring knack of hitting that exact spot, 8/10 times for all the other avian shittings that "happen" on my vehicle. As I have long complained, the perps have an abiding interest in the kind of glass that I look through, and automotive safety glass is unusual in that it has a transparent plastic sheet in it to hold it together to stop shattering, aka, safety glass.

07-27-2019
I saw the waxololgist today, full legs. And it was at a new location as the training school where I normally go doesn't have spa students at the moment. This was a regular spa and  the waxologist was a former student. I might as well as been a ghost; the staff keep their heads down and don't say anything. The waxologist was perfunctory and wasn't up for conversation, leaving me to do the most of it. A rare day that I lead the chat. A good job though, no errant hairs like the students leave.

Speaking of which, is there any customer service person out there that doesn't seem evasive, furtive, scared, tentative or otherwise oddly unengaged and distant? Not if you are TI, though there is one exception in town that I can think of who seems genuine and approachable. Or, the flip side (though more infrequent) is that they come on way too friendly, artificially so, you know, the pasted on smile and the extra head weaving. So how do all these customer service folks know about me in advance as a TI? Do they go through a prior rehearsal (perhaps with my clone/double), or is there something about me they can see and I cannot? Again, I ask my readership.

As an addendum to the above paragraph; I'm not expecting Smilesville, where everybody is Pollyann-ish and putting on the happy face. I rather deal with real folks, and even if they were unsmiling and normal, say like a Russian (why Russians don't smile, LOL), I would be fine with that as it would be more like me anyhow.

In fact at SOF supermarket where I regularly shop, there is this customer service man, about 60+ yo. with white hair and with a smile perpetually plastered on his face, and he  scares the piss out of me and I simply cannot look at him. (My turn to be furtive). I avoid the regular check outs, which are often obstructed with long lines, so I don't need to look at this man. And of course, it just so "happens" at the staffed checkouts he does need to come over and do the check out of my wine purchases because the original checkout person doesn't have the credentials. (They might be old enough, but there is this mini-course that they need to take and pass to be able to check out wine purchasing customers in this province). And of course, and curiously too frequent IMHO, my self-check out often has a "problem"/glitch etc., not of my making, and he often comes over to reset the device. And too, he just seems to be working the later evenings when I shop there to avoid the gangstalking cluster fucks.

[Anyhow, I thought I would get this finished up, even if late, and lo, if the late-for-yoga full on stalking crush, per above, didn't erupt yet again tonight (09-09-2019) as I finish this posting up and publish.]