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December 15, 2023. December 15, 2023. December 15, 2023. The day I biked too Woodbury, New York again. I saw Ms. Thickkums part 1 of 2. So back on November 16th, in the very early hours, I got on some call of duty black ops 4 after the game had to load on the ps5. I was at big bro’s place and staying for some days. At one point in the night, I thought about taking the key to the garage where my bike is in and just biking around at night to break into some cars. I had brought the glass breaker with me. As well as the goggles and of course my gloves since it’s now cold weather. I ended up going to sleep around 6 am and knew that I had to get up at 12 pm for this google call. I wanted to fix this issue I was having with my conversion tracking when I was running my ad. When I woke up in the daytime, my stomach was feeling crazy. Sort of the feeling you get when you eat a lot like the night before or you just drinked or ate something with a lot of acidity too it. I ended up having to use the bathroom. When it was about time to get on the google call for my ad account, I joined by iPad and tried to join by my computer as well I accidentally tried joining with my computer video and the shit just shut off, then reestarted. So fucking stupid I knew it would do this and didn’t even mean to try and join by video. It literally took 20 fucking minutes for this stupidass piece of shit too turn on This is why androids are such fucking trash When I finally got this reetarded piece of shit back the fuck on, we got straight to business. The guy ended up viewing my screen after I let him and he guided me through the process of getting this shit working. We got it up and running and I was happy. Now next time I run a google ad, if I do so because I didn’t get any damn sales when I did, the conversion tracking should work. I ended up going out of the house with the garage key to get my bike ride. I saw that the bike’s back tire was flat. I felt like it was flat the last time I road this bike, which was a good minute prior to this time. I walked with my bike to get to the bike shop and on the way there, saw that the bank had closed down. Damn. I continued to walk toward the bike shop and walked into the city area. I stopped at the bike shop and ended up buying a tuber. The right size for my bike. I went back out and started fixing my bike outside. I took off the back wheel and took the tuber out. I added the tuber. The old tuber, I put it up and put it in a box and I felt like some slime could fix it. There’s slime for vehicles and stuff. I pumped my bike tire up after it took some time to change the tuber and connected everything into place. Then I biked off and back toward where I came from, but made a left turn. I biked towards and to Angola road. It starts off as a hill and is a pretty hill road. I actually walked some ways down this road like a couple years prior. The sun was starting to set too. I biked pass this Cromwell manor historic inn, a store place that was too my right, this dog that I seen a couple years back which was outside, a house where the sign said Black Lives Matter and ended up at the part of this road eventually where it splits. The left side, goes up the hill and the right side is going down. I started biking up the hill and it was a pain in the ass to do bro Cars passed by and stuff like they been doing and I would stare at cars going my direction that passed me, just to see about how much up the hill goes. At one point, the road went down and I started biking down this hill. Some more ways down the road, the road curved to the right and I started heading down this crazy ass hill.