This cock not sleeping here while living here really gets to me
at times. The little punk was in for an hour in the early afternoon and then
came back from five to nine. Again, who the hell needs to see their parents
every single fucking day? It’s like they want to annoy the neighborhood.
The urge to send an anonymous email to the office is there at
times but I not only know it wouldn’t do me any good other than to vent but now
I’m afraid to. if they figure out who I am, if they haven’t already, they’ll
only spite us for it. Once again, just got to suck it up.
Kim found Hula Dancer. Damn! My last entry wasn’t even on the
front page when she hit it so I don’t know how the hell she found it unless she
was browsing through the pages of entries. There really is no hiding in public
but Kim is dumb. So hopefully she didn’t put two-and-two together because then
she may alert Aly to that account. I still don’t know that Aly isn’t having her
search for me, copy and paste things for her, or somehow hacking into me.
Read an article about Ask users being redirected to scams and
something about users being open to hackers. That may explain how Aly knew I
asked certain questions she couldn’t otherwise know. There’s being smart and
then there’s being smart. Aly always seems to know too much and I would be
willing to bet that she knows a hell of a lot more about me, past and present,
than I even realize. I don’t know how one can successfully hack that many
accounts or possibly even my entire computer without Norton catching on or any
other kind of alert built into certain sites like Facebook being triggered, but
she’s got to be hacking some things because I just don’t see how else she could
know so much.
I saw on Ask’s Twitter account that people are still
complaining about the redirects. I still say Ask is deliberately redirecting
people to cut down its users. Their servers are probably overwhelmed or
something like that but they obviously have no intentions of fixing things if
the last complaint was only days ago. I’ll stick to Curious Cat, dead or not.
I’m not going to ditch Hula Dancer but I’m going to make sure I
definitely don’t mention Aly and Kim or use real names.
I would really love to be able to read Aly and Kim’s messages to
each other. I’ll bet that would be quite enlightening and interesting!
Aly got home yesterday but all she did was sleep, she just told
me. I’ll bet! She’s been in a lot of pain but says it’s getting a little
easier. Meanwhile, 300lb Kim goes on with her perfectly healthy life.
I blocked every account of Kim and Aly’s that I know of from
Hula Dancer, even though I know they can turn around and create new ones. I’m
curious to see if Kim keeps returning.
My NaNo project is coming along well so far. I just wish I would
stop getting this end-of-the-day boredom I often get. I have been struggling
for the longest time to think of something other than the things I usually do
every day to fill those final hours of my day when I find myself bored. It’s
just that I’m 53 and not 8. I don’t find things new and exciting because I
simply don’t see through the eyes of a child as I sometimes wish I did. If
there’s anything I miss about being a kid, besides believing the adults knew it
all, it was that I could really make things seem real. Playing pretend was so
believable in ways that are just so silly and even kind of embarrassing at this
age.
I have been looking for games that are similar to Sims that
simulate real life but that aren’t so complex and damn near impossible to
figure out. I just don’t know what else I can do but randomly wander around
YouTube. I don’t want to join other chat or social sites. I don’t want to flirt
with anyone. I don’t want to play games against others. I don’t know what I
want to do. I just know there’s only so much writing I can do and so many
puzzles I can do and things like that. If I do something too often, it will get
boring.
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