“Why is your husband such a lazy bum who can’t get a job? I bet he doesn’t go out every day IN PERSON filling out applications.”

This is the question I received yesterday on Formspring – completely anonymous of course - from what I’d be willing to bet not everything, but almost everything is connected to my sister or her associates. They’d be my first guess anyway. Guess number two – my ex-perps in Arizona. Guess number 3, Tom’s family, though that doesn’t seem like their style at all. To be selfish, and even a bit on the rude side, yes, but vindictive?

Hmm… wonder why they feel so sure they can “bet” he doesn’t go out daily to fill out applications in person? I mean, why do they assume he doesn’t?

It’s almost certainly someone who’s kept close tabs on my life/journal for a considerable amount of time now, and Tammy’s the only one I can think of who would do such a thing out of those who just can’t seem to get enough of me and my amazing life. If the reverse-discriminating freeloaders wanted to harass me, this doesn’t seem like the way they’d go about it. They would attack me personally, not Tom. Remember, I’m the Jew here, not him. And I still don’t know that they’re even aware of my journal.

Then again – and I fully acknowledge this possibility – it could be a total stranger I don’t even know exists. Maybe Tammy has absolutely nothing to do with it and she doesn’t even read this journal, doesn’t want a thing to do with me, doesn’t want to know I exist, and is keeping her word to my parents as far as leaving me the hell alone. Maybe she got that sick of me after cyberstalking, harassing and threatening me last summer, and she just can’t stand to even take a chance of reading what I may have to say about her hence it cracks her fragile little eggshell-like feelings and be more than she could handle.

Maybe it’s my brother. Maybe it’s his daughter. Maybe it’s his wife. Hell, maybe it’s my fucking landlord or his sister! Maybe it’s Ellen Degeneres. Maybe it’s Obama. Maybe it’s the spirit of Adolf Hitler.

I doubt it, though.

Regardless of whoever the hell it is, I did answer their “question” and let them know that I would discuss it in this entry.

So here goes. Any idiot should know that what’s in person is also online. This isn’t the 80s. Almost no one has “hiring” signs in person only these days. They do in-person and online or just online only. But rarely does anyone do it in person only in a day and age when computers are so much a part of life. So to really, really answer their “question,” why waste time and gas going to places in person when you can just apply online? Besides, if there were that many people hiring around here – enough to go to every day – wouldn’t it be safe to say he’d already have a job?

Speaking of jobs in hard-hit Cali, he did get called in for an interview at a temp agency yesterday. The temp agency was in Sacramento, a city we haven’t been in for years and do not miss, but the job is for a night administrator in Auburn who pays $10. With me working online, even minimum wage would be fine. It would be plenty enough to live on and that’s what counts. Anything else after that is just a bonus. Anyway, although they asked if he would be willing to go in at 5pm if they called him, they never did call. This is a position women typically get, so that may be an issue. Also, most of his job experience is within middle to upper management and because he has made good money most of his working years, companies may be hesitant to hire someone they feel may expect too much.

Nonetheless, I have not contacted my sister since replying to her when she first contacted me in January of 2009, nor have I contacted her kids since August of 2009 when I stupidly said hello to Sarah and replied to a couple of Lisa’s messages. I am going to continue to ignore them and hope they do the same with me. They have expressed a deep hatred for me and my husband, so why they would want to bother with someone they’re supposed to loathe in the first place is beyond me. I hope they will have enough self-respect not to bother with those who don’t want to bother with them.

This part won’t go online, but I’m setting up a little trap of sorts tomorrow. I’m going to mention in the entry that she should go see what I have “hidden” in my photos on MyOpera. There’s nothing really hidden there, but if it’s her, she’s going to be curious enough to check my journal to see if I mention her “question” and then be curious to follow the link, thus appearing on the visitor’s map.

The only thing that points away from the drama queen and the brood is the proper spelling, punctuation and use of caps. Not something they’re usually good at. But that also may’ve been done to throw me off. After all, her letter of complaint to her city councilman was fairly proper.

More than likely she was curious to see if I’d mention talking to mom on her birthday and if we discussed her, and so she read the entry for that day. Then she saw that crack I made about daring to defend her which prompted the Formspring insult which prompted me to give her a lousy review. Yeah, she was listed at a business site, LOL, that lets people review them (she sells Avon products). So I gave her a lousy rating/review and she shut down her account. Aw, too bad, huh? If I was less than 80% sure she was behind the “question” I wouldn’t have done it. It’s nothing compared to getting someone thrown in jail, indirectly or not, but it was still nice to “fight back” and do something. I just hope God will protect me for that little stunt the same as He has protected those who have burned me really badly.

Later…

Still don’t know the identity of my latest cyberbully, but now I’m guessing it could very well be my sister-in-law Evie. Yes, Evie. It may’ve been easy to say I don’t think she’d do such a thing, but how well did I really know her? The reason I’m suspecting her (if it isn’t tied in with the freeloaders or Andy) is that it not only comes after contacting her but because of the additional questions I was asked and the way they’re spelled. There were a couple of spelling errors, but otherwise the spelling, grammar and use of caps are pretty good.

My MyOpera journal also got a hit from Tempe, AZ.

“Why don’t you have the guts to identify yourself?” I asked them. Here’s what they asked me:

“Don’t you think you deserved to go to jail to pay for all the people you harassed on the telephone throughout your teens, twenties and thirties? Karma is a bitch just like you buddy.”

“You love to blame other people for your troubles but did you ever stop to consider what part you played in your consequences?”

“It’s hard for Everyone to keep a schedule. Why do you use that as an excuse not to work in the real world? BTW all of us hate people.”

“Why did you avoid answering my two questions? Isn’t the theme of this thread “ask me ANYTHING?””

“In your Journals, why are you not completly honest? Why do you spread false truths?”

“When you lived in Az. did you ever go to a concert at The Celebrity Theatre?”

What about Andy’s sister Marla? Hmm… would she ask me these things? Gosh, I just don’t know. And some of these questions don’t seem right for Evie, like the first one about Tom being a lazy bum. The concert is the most confusing one of all. It seems so out of place. What does it have to do with everything else they’ve been asking me?

Later…

Some guy on Thoughts said he didn’t see how I could call the “questions” I was getting on Formspring cyberbullying when I said, after all, that people could ask me anything, even anonymously. Well, he does have a point there, but as I told him, he doesn’t exactly see the big picture because he doesn’t know the situation.

To answer the latest round of “questions,” no I never saw a concert at The Celebrity Theater, and I don’t know why they think I went to jail for prank phone calls. That’s not even jailable, though I did go to court. This was back east. And my 30s? They got the teens and 20s right, but after racking my brains thinking about it, I’m pretty sure I never made any calls in my 30s. The last prank I remember making was with Andy shortly after moving in with Tom. I was 27 at the time.

Yes, I have considered the parts I played in various situations. I am no more perfect than anyone else who has made their share of mistakes. I have no problem admitting and accepting blame for the things I am truly guilty of, like making prank phone calls. But sometimes people really do get shit on without the slightest bit of provocation. They really do. Sadly, though, we do live in a world that thinks that everybody asks for everything they get.

Lastly, there is no “real world” that I know of, and what “false truths” am I supposedly spreading around? They’ll have to let me know.

I was chatting with one of my cyber pals and was thinking about how people have complained that he’s too anonymous and won’t say where he lives, what he does, what his name is, etc. As I told him, though, it’s your right to say or not to say what you want about yourself, and besides, I personally wouldn’t care what you did for a living. To me he’s been a damn good cyber friend, so he could pick his nose or kill people for a living for all I care, LOL.

I really admire Marie’s efforts to better herself. She’s not proud of the way she’s handled relationships and drinking in the past, but hey, we all make mistakes. It’s how well we recognize and move on from those mistakes that count.

Eileen has been busy, but let me know I’m in her thoughts.

Saveonscents, the place I get my perfume roll-ons from, tweeted that they’re going to be making a particular fragrance I’ve been wanting for a while now (Black Orchid), and they’re following me now, too. I let them know I was psyched to learn that it’s in production, and Elliot said he’d make sure I got a sample to test for accuracy. He rocks!

Anyway, other possibilities have crossed my mind as to who could be asking these lovely “questions.” There’s Donna, there’s Maliheh, and even Ellen M is a possibility. Her parents owned Valleyhead, something I didn’t have nice things to say about. It could be anyone, but right now I’m going with family or the black bitch. It’s obviously someone I’ve written extensively enough about. Like Miss Perfect. If she didn’t already know about the journal, then Evie certainly told her about it. And if she bothered to read it, the part about her selfish mother would have pissed her off.

Still no one from CT visiting me on MyOpera. Although I know I shouldn’t, I feel a tinge of guilt for leaving the drama queen the bad review if she’s not behind the “questions.” I hope she doesn’t suspect me because then she’ll make trouble for me somehow. And of course she’ll drag Mom and Dad into it.