Ok, no more sleeping or lazing around in bed! I had a tooth pulled, not open-heart surgery. I’d just like to know why we’re having winter weather in the summer! It’s insane that I have to run the heat right now in what’s almost July. :( What the fuck is this climate in this area coming to??? Each year it gets colder, the winters longer, the summers shorter. :( No wonder I can’t stop thinking about tropical places like Florida. And real houses that have real insulation under the floors. A part of the underside of the kitchen floor fell off. Tom said it won’t hurt anything, but no wonder that floor’s like an ice rink when it’s cold!

I talked with Alison again who agrees I have a good point in saying she shouldn’t respond to anything the troll does and give her the reaction she wants. Obviously, the sicko hates herself so much that she feels she deserves nothing better than negative attention. I still don’t think her letter could hurt any more than it could help, but Molly’s not just a mean prankster like I used to be 20 years ago who knew right from wrong. She’s crazy. And unfortunately, they’re the hardest to deal with because they simply have no concept of right and wrong. They think it’s ok to spy and contact those who don’t want anything to do with them so long as they’re “nice” about it. Most stalkers don’t believe they’re doing anything wrong. I truly believe the only way to stop her is to A, make sure she never touches another computer again, or B, has someone literally watching over her shoulder whenever she’s online. But what are the odds of that? I’m ready for police intervention but am hesitant on that one because of all the corruption going on. And I also don’t know if even the police can scare her into leaving us alone, but it couldn’t hurt to get it on record with them that she’s a problem. So far they only have me on record, or so the mother claims in her threats to me on thoughts.com, so it’d be nice if someone formally complained about her for once instead of the perp complaining about the victim. So yeah, I told her, go for it and let’s turn the tables on the guilty party!

Aly says that while the mother admits she’s aware of her daughter’s unwanted voyeurism (in most cases parents will defend their kids whether they’re right or wrong), she isn’t doing anything wrong, and sadly, this is true. She’s wrong but she isn’t. Just because we feel it’s wrong to keep tabs on people who have asked you not to and who have made it clear they want nothing to do with you, doesn’t mean it’s illegal. They need to come up with a law that says that if you’ve been told not to contact someone 2 or 3 times, then it’s illegal to do so afterward. Unfortunately, what we know is “wrong” isn’t illegal, though. The pigs, for whatever good they usually are, will no doubt say the same thing - it’s annoying and it may make you uncomfortable, but there’s no law yet that says someone can’t contact someone online who’s stated they want nothing to do with them or follow their blogs and be a regular little peeping tom. But even if there was such a law against unwanted digital contact, I wonder if even that would scare Molly off as I’ve said before. Again, the crazy ones are very hard to reason with. They have NO concept of right and wrong. As long as she believes what she’s doing is ok, her mother, us, her shrinks, or the police aren’t going to be able to stop her. She needs to be killed, prevented from going online, or monitored like a hawk. But these things aren’t going to happen. So until and if there are ever steeper laws, she’ll continue to walk a fine line between legal and illegal like she has been, stalking and following us from site to site, but never threatening us in any way other than with promises to continue her voyeuristic ways because it’s “ok” to do so even if the person has asked them not to and has said it makes them uncomfortable. Even those who do threaten are hard to penalize unless it’s the president or something.

So yesterday was Tom’s birthday and I feel kind of bad that it couldn’t have been more fun for him, even though I know he enjoyed relaxing and just enjoying fun stuff on his computer and the chocolate cake we got.

I think of his family and again that old familiar anger seeps into me. Did they even think of him? Do they even care? Really, I hope that woman’s final days are pure hell! And yes, I’m referring to his joke of a mother.

I still have mixed emotions about my own parents. I don’t want to turn away from them after the way they saved our asses a few years ago, and they haven’t done anything wrong lately anyway. They’re just a couple of old people whose days are numbered. I also want to stick around, as selfish as it may sound, to receive whatever they may will to us as I know we’re always going to be very needy people who could use everything and anything they may get. At the same time, I want nothing to do with anyone even slightly related to me. I want my parents to live but I want them to not live so we can get whatever money they leave us and I can be done with feeling like I have to pretend to care about my sister in order to keep the peace and worry that she or Larry is going to get them involved in shit that’s got nothing to do with them.

I received some goodies in the mail yesterday. A beautiful beaded bracelet from Eileen that looks very professionally done for a beginner. It has pastel pink, purple and white. It fits perfectly too, and isn’t what I had in mind. I didn’t realize it would be all beads. I thought there’d be some of that flossy yarn used to do embroidery.

I also got a large puzzle book, a pen, and a coupon for a free frozen Bartolli meal for two.

I had a dream I won $2,500, even though I don’t like where I was notified of this win. I was told of this win by some guy in a hotel. I then ran to our hotel room and was reaching for a cell phone to call Tom when he entered the room.

This is a great time of the month to have such dreams because it’s usually the last and first days of the month that sweeps expire.

So far I’ve won nearly 3K of stuff in 3 months and about 10 hours of work a week!

Had other strange dreams, too. Two nights ago we rented a dumpy two-story house for just $450. Maliheh lived across the street and we were talking about her moving in with us to save money, LOL.

Last night Tom and I were moving. I don’t know where to, but I know we were doing it secretly. We planned to move without telling anyone and were even going to abandon our car and start “new” lives online. I don’t know why, though. We didn’t seem to be running from anyone.