I woke up this morning to a “flirt” on an adult dating website from someone from Waterbury, VT who is into BDSM. And we think this is what? Funny?
The good news was I apparently have some silent support in Carson City per a comment I received. But at the same time, Aaron Ford blocked me on threads today. I took that as a badge of honor, the prick. I then reminded him on other platforms he hadn’t blocked me yet. {D} spent so much time trying to convince me that everyone in authority was out to get me He is still in my head. I can't get rid of it.
I am trying to figure out if I am under surveillance and I keep telling myself that is insane why would anyone be surveilling me, I’m nobody. This cannot possibly be happening at this point. Like what the fuck have I done? What kind of chaos have I created here in the world? This is impressive for someone who leaves their house maybe once or twice a month. Chaos has always been my specialty though. I just can’t, you know control it. Like witchcraft or taming flying monkeys, you can try but sometime it is too powerful.
My dad is going to be so pissed if I get arrested. I’d be a little proud of myself for pulling that off. I told my boss if I don’t show up to work to come down and bail me out of jail, that’s where I’ll be.
All I’m saying is that if you want to be paranoid as hell smoke some weed and watch 4 different data analytics. I love data (I am such a research dork). I am entertaining myself piecing this together. But if you want to truly experience paranoia, dude this is how you do that
My roommate G is a little concerned for his safety. I don’t blame him and I hope we don’t get raided for all the Sonic soft drinks I’ve been trafficking in and out my home... that I never leave. I like to drink my calories. Like what the hell people.
Are words really this powerful? How fascinating. Im hoping it will all blow over and the state will stop surfing my website and I’ll stop getting weird random hang up phone calls. I haven’t checked my mail in a few months. I should probably do that. There might be something there.
I sound like a lunatic. I don’t believe this is actually happening to me. I write a blog and yell at my elected officials on social media. To whom am I so fucking dangerous that it requires hours of man power to watch my website? Tax dollars hard at work. Not that we pay taxes here, but you get my point.
This is actually hilarious to me, but I have a twisted sense of humor. Except the creeper from Vermont with the BDSM. Like that wasn’t cool. I mean I am the one who has put myself out there and it’s public. I just posted my public records post, it’s hypocritical of me to expect anything different. I’m sure some creep is getting off on it. But finding me on an adult platform 3000 miles away is not an accident. That was done with either intent to fuck with me or because that dude is fucking sick. I wouldn’t put it past {D}. I can’t prove it so it’s nothing. What is the worse that can happen, he’s a serial killer who shows up and kills me? Meh, could be worse.
Sorry this was a bit of a mess writing today at three different times. I am trying to post often so a) no one starts looking for a body and b) y’all like stray cats, you keep coming back for more. I’m like the motherfucking drama fairy to whom the fuck ever. Also {D} is still on the website every day I think. Just a heads up.
almost forgot I launched my tee shirt line tonight. Thanks Wolfson for giving me the idea and {D} for giving me the name
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