Thursday, March 29, 2018

Cherry champagne


The car was back yesterday, with it's brake lights on, so I knew someone was in it.  As usual, I believe they were watching me, because they reacted to me.  When I pulled in and went inside, they moved on. Perhaps they wanted to make sure that I got home safely.  Or, as I'd left Rose outside, perhaps she'd barked.  She has some separation anxiety, and I obviously can't take her with me everywhere.  Here, barking is the type of thing people complain about, and I try to keep all barking when everyone is at work.  Whomever the stalker is, I don't see him/them anymore.  My first guess was that it was just some guy I didn't speak to, or perhaps one of the Dave's had a bit of auld lange zyne, and wanted to look at me again.  Then I believed it was people hired by the woman next door, who's anger at my pets some how exploded into something even more seminal.  But the guy who followed me to Lowes' last year was from the Shenandoah Valley.  He  has a criminology diploma from Arizona, and he was relatively easy to find, unlike anyone else. So both Arizona, and SV also have vague connections to my past.  One of those connections was felonious behavior directed at me.  But he also walked out of my next door neighbors, so it was obvious, it was all those two next door.  Could it be they moved out to take a step back and fight me, for whatever reason, from a distance?

   I hadn't seen anyone in a while, and they pulled into a neighbors driveway, the one who's son is alleged to have broken into a home two doors down.  All the neighbors are saying it about that guy, but my take on gossip here is that it's just that, designed to hurt and wound.  The women who seemed to have a train of guys and others at their house, in disguise, my neighbor and her daughter, left. I say it's in disguise, because everyone that is in a car that has either followed me, or has come out of next door, has come out with huge sunglasses and a hat, usually a knit one, when it's weather that really doesn't call for it.  With all the problems of police here, and still having break ins, I wonder why on earth they stayed so long.  They seemed rich, and this neighborhood isn't.  It's only benefit is it's proximity to the highway and shopping and a hospital.

The little burglars mom is friends with the woman who just moved.   I've seen her out on the porch while I was on my cell phone, and think she's using technology to catch my cell phone conversations.  I reported the hacking to the FBI's web page, but honestly, so many people in the US are being hassled in this way.  They're way too busy to deal with my issues, and when I've spoken to them, they've said that they don't have any jurisdiction over anything that happens to me in my neighborhood.  But they do know about the problems I've had, and they do have a few names that I suspect, so do the local police, so if they DO anything to me, if ANYONE does anything to me, they're going to be paying a huge and likely very justified price.



So, while I'm trying to de-winter-fy my house and yard, I have the same old issues again.  Adams turned out to be run by a sociopath and her coterie of friends.  If you want more info on that check out Danny's webpage:  http://www.watchingadams.org, and then read the comments section.  True to form, I must have triggered Bev's enemies list by my bad Google review, which I used my school account to publish.  As soon as I withdrew they took control of the account, and I had no access to it.  And suddenly I can't find that Google review anywhere.  Danny won 100k from Adams state.
I wanted to finish out there, but realized it was unlikely I'd be able to travel with the plethora of health issues that have suddenly cropped up AGAIN.  Whomever is stalking me, I hope they get every bit of that back.  Soon.


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