Tom says I’m safe and that being arrested, served, extradited, and or sued isn’t an issue. Then why does he feel that some repercussion is in store for us on account of the black bitch and pigs? Something annoying, but manageable?

I still don’t know what to think. I fear the worst but hope for the best. If she hadn’t already used the law to screw me with and if reverse discrimination wasn’t running rampant and if Arizona’s laws weren’t so crazy, I wouldn’t worry at all. I know I didn’t do anything wrong. But some people just don’t care. People that can’t let go and that just may have a way of making it at least look like I did something wrong.

I still think they’ll serve me with some kind of summons for God knows what. I just don’t know if I’ll actually get it. I also don’t know if this is the first time she’s gone running to the pigs just because I only first knew about it on the 18th when I got that message from Google. She probably ran to them years ago. That’s just the spiteful, vindictive sicko she is.

I’m not as stressed as I was last week, but I’m still a bit apprehensive. Still praying, though I don’t know if it will continue to do me any good. So far so good, but these things usually take months to play out if there’s anything to be played at all.

I’m angry and embarrassed she managed to scare the shit out of me all over again if not directly, but if that’s the worst of it (and losing my Blogger blog even though I chose to dump it), fine. Maybe I’ll like Tumblr better. It’s too soon to tell, though there are some things I both do and don’t like about it.

Later…

I’ve tried and I’ve tried but it just seems that lately, I can’t get myself to focus on much story-writing. So I’ve given up for now and am still learning the ropes at Tumblr where I learned the hard way that messing with themes throws off coding. I had to reinstall the codes for both the tracker and the blocker after tweaking with themes upset things and I don’t know for sure that they’re working again. I hope I caught it and fixed things before the troll could discover Aly’s blog there. Sooner or later, as we both know, she’ll find it. That’s just what stalkers do. She checks her other blogs religiously, as Aly put it, and being the attention whore that she is, it’s only a matter of time before she tries to force her presence on us again if not from one site than from another. I see she’s rotating through mine as usual. She came in from Formspring and then from Facebook. Aly says she checks one of her blogs at 10:30, 9:30 my time. I will be on the lookout at that time. I tested the blocker on my own IP so I know it can work on Tumblr. Inserting a code is much easier there than on Blogger. On Blogger the code had to be in just the right spot, but on Tumblr, you just drop to the end of the code lines and stick it in.

My new body pillow came today. It’s nice but different. It’s heavier and feels different because it’s filled with gel fibers instead of the usual cotton ball type of fluff.

I also won a mug for a contest that must not have ended till after I stopped sweeping. It’s a glass beer mug but I don’t see why it can’t be used for coffee, hot chocolate and things like that.

What didn’t come – not that it still might not – was any summons to appear in court for whatever fictitious bullshit the nigs and pigs may hope to screw me with. Again, only time will tell if these assholes can move on and let go, but I’m not ready to hold my breath.

Another Naneless day, and yes, it’s more than obvious that she’s toying with me just as Andy suspects. Still not sure how I’m going to deal with her and when but she’s the least of my concerns right now.

It’s Jesse I’m wondering about. I’m not concerned but I’m hoping he’ll let me sleep tomorrow as I’m on nights right now. I was just waking up at 3pm when I heard a loud, vibrant rumble. My first thought was the motorcycle but as loud as that sucker is, it ain’t that loud. So I got up and went into the kitchen. That’s when I noticed he managed to drag down the detached back of that old ugly pickup he’s had at the side of the drive for the longest time without waking me up. He added it to his shit pile, so now we have more of an eyesore to see from the side window in the kitchen.

I thought the loud truck was a propane truck, but after seeing what I saw, I’m not sure. I saw a green truck appear to be coming down his drive, and then it seemed to go back up and stop. This is the time of year there’s lots of land activity and he’s always up to something, so hopefully he’s not about to start work on some new project that’s going to take days or even weeks with anything as loud as that truck. That was insanely loud! I don’t think I could get the sound machine loud enough to drown it out.

When I was showering the pipes made a horribly loud sound I never heard them make before that sort of reminded me of a semi’s horn, something else I hope won’t be a regular occurrence around here. sighs I seriously wonder if I’ll ever get to live in a place ever again that’s no older than 30 years.

Every now and then that age-old question pops into mind – did Tom deliberately keep himself from cumming to prevent pregnancy, or did he really have a problem that was out of his hands? The answer may not matter now that I’ve long since gotten over any desires for a child, but I think it was both. With all I’ve learned throughout the years, I can look back on it and truly believe it was both. He had a problem, but it was a problem he was ok with. More than ok with it since I also believe he didn’t really want a kid. He would have stayed and been a great dad had an accident occurred, but I really think he saw his problem as a blessing and used it to his advantage and that was why he was too content-appearing with it and not eager to see a doctor. It wasn’t about embarrassment; it was about his not wanting a kid enough to find the idea of seeking help worth it.

Later…

I sure am learning a lot. I just discovered something weird that wasn’t an issue on Blogger. I wouldn’t call it an “issue,” but it’s definitely different. Well, I blocked my own IP as a test to see if the block was working and noticed that I could see my blog for a split second before I was redirected. Well, TIP picked me up. Before Molly wasn’t showing up at all on my visitor blog when she’d try to go check me out on Blogger. So maybe the blocker has been working all along and she was redirected after all after a split second but TIP still logged her. Hope she’s not smart enough to take screenshots during those split seconds! I thought tweaking the themes was knocking the code off since it seemed to upset the tracker, but apparently not. It would also explain why she registered as having visited for just 33 seconds, though my blog surely wasn’t visible for that long! It could be counting her previous Blogger visits. It looks like she tried to hit me twice, with both hits being just seconds apart. She first came in from Formspring.

It was definitely smart to scrunch my blog in skinnier now that I know she has that precious second. Also, most people don’t have giant monitors, so at worst, even if she is smart enough to take a screenshot, she’ll only see a few lines. I originally scrunched the blog so text wouldn’t stick out way past the pics.

Just checked on my laptop, figuring that’s the screen size most people have, and could only see the first 3 lines.

I still don’t see how she would have registered as 33 seconds. I’m guessing it’s counting previous hits. These things may not almost be precise but it still seems like a bit much. If she were really computer savvy she would know to zoom out as much as she can and then screen shoot the thing, enlarging it afterward in a photo editor.