Well....today I am thankful for Westminster IP addresses.
I think my stalker can be served with a restraining order now. I checked with the DSL company and there is no way that my machine logged into Facebook during those time frames. They said that it came from a computer in the area Shannon lives. It came from a computer using IE7. I use Chrome.
We'll see. It will be nice to get that stress out of my life.
I'm not happy. I almost let Shannon off of the hook.
Last night I met with several other activists who found gps under their cars, too. I was beginning to think that Shannon was innocent.
They all had active court cases. I don't.
Then, too. Shannon called within 24 hours of that box falling off my car to offer a cell phone on her family plan.
She and her boyfriend are on tape harassing people in my office building. Then a woman looking like her tried to break into the house. The truck was registered to her boyfriend.
She's got to be the stalker.
By the time I get proof it is them, the statute of limitations expires.
They logged into Facebook during those days I was supposed to be hiding out of town due to Shannon's threats.
On the bright side, I think her hacking into my Facebook account may give me the proof I need.
Here is the deal...
Two men propositioned me for sex on that infernal website. One asked me to marry him.
My ex is now saying that he knows I'd never cheat on him.
Is Shannon telling Michael what she's finding out about me online?
It's kinda creepy.
On another sweeter note...
I had my blood work drawn today. My thyroid is not functioning well. I'm fatter than I've ever been before.
I about fainted on the scale. It's a little sick.
It's nothing a few weeks of thyroid medication can't fix. I see a specialist next week.
If my friend wants to have sex with me when I look like this and have gained fifteen pounds since we met, maybe it's really love.
No one wants to screw a hippo.
No one is that desperate.
That poor, poor man.
Yeah, the daily work-outs weren't cutting it.
Let me try the meds.
Getting rid of the stalker stress will help, too.
I think sleeping less than five hours a night has probably contributed to the pudge.
Love ya,
S.