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Outline 

December 31, 2025
BANA: I can't really tell what to do.

(House: the mortgage is in Bana's name. And Don really wants to go. But nowhere. And he only is telling. All.)

#4 to #12 (standard)

BANA: I can't break into that fucking store. Is that what this is? They're closed! So what are you trying to do? Cuz I really want to do. 
DON: I didn't get it. The trauma is so bad. 
BANA: no. And why do I hurt? It's 11:53 p.m. and I can't tell where it's at. 
DON: do you want a massage? I can do it quick. 
BANA: yeah 
DON: I don't really know. I think things are just common. Grounds. But you really need to get a house. 
BANA: yeah 
DON: no, like right now. 

#23 and #24 (who's house?)
(I'm flamed up. And I don't feel the shit. The hot cold. It's starting to rise though, and I'm starting to feel cold. I used to be able to feel the room, and now I am the room. In a feelings emotions basis. There is none. And now it's just walls. And all the cords have been ripped out. And it's only disillusion and symptoms. There's cockroaches. And I'm not even awake to the rhythm. And they move steady with the streamline. Moving you out of your flesh only if it jumps. Or more than one. It smells like fuck. Someone's inside odor like blown up or something. And the roach spray is sick. Meaning I am. When am I going to get out? And what is it?) 7:35 a.m. 1/1/26. New Year's Day. 🎇

BANA: I can't even do anything. (House: the mortgage is only. The thing. And Don doesn't want to talk.

#34
BANA: are you reading my fucking thoughts?! I told you to stop that! (Bana keeps a streamline of coverage about it. It doesn't want him to read anything.


January 01, 2026
Bana and Don speak about it. Journ and deliver. 

#25
(Cagey Spirit speaks and tries to get involved with it. But it does not like anyone.)

#30
BANA: (Spirit C, vanishes in midair, literally. And now I recognize Don is in the room. LOL)

#44
(1/1/26. 9:35 a.m. the spreadsheet is on. And Bana can't get into a rhythm. Because Don is funny. But that would be the only thing. Because, it is complete.)

January 01, 2026
Bana says everything. Ok?

#3
 (3:40 p.m. 1/1/26. Bana, arrives. And something is pleasant. And wanting.)

Fy. They're all over the place and they walk. She left a lot of residue and everything. And there's a guy at the dumpster. And there's this shit smell that isn't shit. And he was asked to leave. All of it is do. Speaking this, my gut hurts or been hurting for a minute. There's some smell and it matches.

January 03, 2026
No

#5 
spreadsheet is good

#9, #11
And I'll return.
Bye-bye. Are you okay?

#16
(The whole time, there is something happening. And nobody wants to reconcile. It just is what it is.)

January 04, 2026
Ok

Fy. The whole thing is insidious. Cunning and slow and subtle. Gradual and corrupt and attractive. A ghost appears and it's not that. Larry. And the lady is a thought, but we have to progress. And the topic keeps going on until something just wants to pop. But there's nothing. #16 (1/4. 2:25 p.m. Bana doesn't want anything. And Don just sees.) #40 (When Don gets into it, he just delves into the topic. But Bana has to really relate. Are they going to make it? Because there is nothing. And they have to get there on time. Because time is the culprit but not them. And everything rhymes. A pattern of dismay or regard. Only.

January 04, 2026
Ok

#3 there really is nothing going on. It is just her feeling. So when she picks up, and she says it's at a place or her spreadsheet or something about a couch and a lady coming by later and not mentioned though, and something in The offspring of it or whatever that is, whenever it is, it is. So there isn't anything that is happening. But if she exploded, yes. 
#13,#14 
Don: but why don't you fucking get a job or something? Why are you sitting there? And why is it now? Because I'm doing everything?!
Bana: yeah
#46
BANA: YOU GAVE ME. HERPES. YOU NUMBSKULL! AND YOU GAVE HER IT TOO! AND YOU'RE ACTING LIKE YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND.


January 07, 2026
Ok

Fy. They both meet the lender. And Bana has nothing to do with it. And Don excludes himself the entire interview process. And she only sees. Miss F. But the whole time, everybody is getting along and the process is swift. If Don just gets up of it, we'll notice that he's not nervous a little bit. But it's Art literally. Her ex or deceased husband that only is that. The whole process is nothing. And you're here.


January 10, 2026
Ok
#12. 1/13. 8:38 p.m. nothing is doing. Fy. ill feelings about a bum that wants to hang and not do. So, no pay means no attention means not even wanting. So why would he walk? Up? And say? It is a disillusion.


January 13, 2026
Ok


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I Am Not
A comedy Film 🎥

January 01, 2026
Bana and Don

#5
BANA: because it's hurting. Down there. Are you getting something from the store?

#16 to #18
DON: well then get involved. What is it? Is there something about behind the sofa? You keep asking. But there isn't anything. 
BANA: I don't fucking ask anything asshole!
DON: what

#30
DON: I'LL GET IT GOD DAMN IT

#31 and #32
BANA: hahaha
DON: what. Hahaha

#49 and #50
BANA: well, I'm at the job now. And you are, anything, I suppose. But, all in all, you are quite darling. An action-oriented, climb, x, or climax or something. You are a peculiar whore.
DON: I don't know what you're talking about. You want to fuck?


January 02, 2026
Bana don't do

(1/2/26. 1:00 a.m.)
(1/2. 10;37 a.m.)
#33 and #34
BANA: I AIN'T ON NO PRESCRIPTION, BUM!
DON: hahaha
#35
 (The interest goes in, and Bana cannot get any, more involved in it than this. She only wants to go get some food. And they're talking about encountering their occasion with subtleness and frank humble engagement. Fucking!)













































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