Warped Gratitude Blog

I am thankful for the empowerment of Witchcraft. Today I'll share a quick spell to find the perfect bass guitar. It works like a charm for me. This is it: The spell:  Get a funky manicure with long nails (not skipping the index finger and thumb on your right hand). Oh....nevermind.....that's not a spell. That is Murphy's Law.  Sigh... Okay.....okay.... I should stop irritating those creepers afraid of witches.  It's so damn fun.  I'll try to behave. They have a challenge now. I wonder how they are going to HACK my REAL COMPUTER and my NEW FLIP PHONE!! Laughing with my peppery black candles, S. Holy Crap - it worked!!!  I'll tell you about it when I'm sure the deal is sealed.  I just met a guy who has too many basses (like there is such a thing.....lol!) He's selling a 5-string sunburst Peavey for $150. It looks good in the pictures.  I'll have to play it first.   It runs about $450 in the stores.  It matches my

Today I am thankful for my new computer. I bought a brand new computer with a lot of security features for $240.  Don't laugh.  I bought it brand new from a local store even though the very same thing runs a little over $800 on Amazon.  It has 1TB of storage space and 8 gb of ram I had to rent a storage space to keep it in because I don't trust Michael not to break into my room to meddle with it.  Someone has gone though my office, too.  I feel it is safer just to use the wifi at the public library to check my emails for now...until Michael moves out of the house It'll get me by while figuring out who the hell was fiddle farting around with the laptop at my home. In talking to the experts, they think there is a keylogger on my computer. I ran a virus screen yesterday and had several keyloggers installed since Friday.  I had them removed.  I haven't paid anyone to take apart my computer to see if a hardwired keylogger is under the keyboard.  Last Tuesday,

Today I am thankful that my ex betrays the crap he pulls. I used to think he was joking when he said things like: "I knocked you up so you couldn't leave." -or- "There is a camera in the ceiling fan above your bed." Now, I'm thinking that these are warnings. Today I showed him that half of my computer keyboard was completely clean.  There was no food lodged between the keys on the side that was damaged. Someone was inside of my computer. His response "If I put spyware on your computer, you'd never find it." I'm pissed off. ***** Around 1:00 a.m., I heard the sound of the water being turned on in the front yard.  This time, I was too afraid to go outside and check.  I'm not sure someone was out there. I heard it again at 9:30 a.m.  I went outside and no one was there nor is there any water on the ground. I'm thinking something else must be making that sound.  Last time, I found ashes and water in front

    Today I am thankful for shopping.     It's true women shop when they feel anxious, sad or a multitude of negative emotions.   I bought a flip phone - because it's unhackable.   I found the funds to interview lawyers.  It's time to get my house back.   I'm looking for a new laptop and a storage facility to keep it in.   I'm also looking for a car to lease.   I'm also looking for a Glock. As I go to the pawn shops, I find myself gravitating towards the Fenders.  Oh...btw....they make knock-off bass guitars now?  WTF??!!!  Still....I have to focus on protection.  My voice sucks enough to scare off most intruders.  I'm still safer with a gun.    Maybe I need to act like the people from the neighborhood I grew up in. It was the poorest city in the  metro area.  It was Gangster central.  Maybe I shouldn't have focused so much on my music and getting a 4.0.  What good did that do me?  I got stalked out of a graduate

  Today I am thankful for the insight of younger men.     I do get propositioned for sex a lot.      Typically the men are in their thirties.  They always express shock when I reveal my true age.     It doesn't deter them.  I spend my time trying to introduce them to women closer to their age range that aren't bat-shit crazy.   That opened my eyes to how hard it is for single guys to find women.     If I can't find single thirty year old women to invite to parties, how hard must it be for men to find dates?   I've spent the past two years hiding away from men....or at least trying to.   I don't go to the gun range anymore.  I don't hang out with Libertarians anymore.  I do very little with the Pagan groups now and I order my food online and pick it up from the grocery store.  Yes, the fifty year old flirty guy who spends time talking about his elderly mother is someone I'd like to get to know....maybe.   He's t

This picture made me giggle.....had to share. Today I am thankful that I am catching on. Well.....I sold insurance until midnight (to people in Hawaii) and came home to make a custom weight loss recording. My computer was just fine when the recording was mixing. It worked fine when the cd was being burned. It looked okay to me when I left this morning. I left at 8:00 a.m. for my hypnosis appointments. I returned home at 1:30. My computer looked funny.  The panel which surrounds the keyboard was pulled up from the frame.  I had to smash it down with my hands to put it back together.  A screw is missing on the underside of my computer What could someone possibly have done to my computer during those five and a half hours I saw clients? I thought most spyware was performed by apps rather than real pieces of equipment.  I guess it's time for me to get a new computer and ask to live alone. I can't figure out who would have touched my computer outside of M

Today I am thankful for documentation. I'm still hunting for a lawyer.   I'm getting more and more of a sense that Michael is indeed the stalker.  I'm finding things moved in my bedroom and my office.  Michael has admitted to going into my room to look for his ties.  I packed them up for him when we signed the separation agreement in 2013. He never took the boxes out of my room . Many things have been moved.  I keep my alleged "demonic artifacts" in the walk-in closet.  I have Lillith candles, a locket from the safe of a defunct Satanic church that is said to contain six demons.  I have two other alleged demonic vessels.  I inherited these things from people clearning out the estates of their deceased Pagan relatives.  I keep the alleged dark stuff in my closet because no one goes there.  At least I thought that no one went into my closet. I'm scared. I keep the recording studio in that room.  I keep my clients' recording requests in th

Today I am thankful for saltpeter. I understand that pop star Kesha sued her rapist.  A judge forced her to work with her perpetrator for six more years because she signed a contract. http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/music/kesha-sobs-judge-denies-sony-records-injunction-request-article-1.2537490?cid=bitly I'm not a big fan. I have no clue what she sings. I'm just a former victim's advocate in a bad mood. I was raped at 17.  Judges consistently make me tolerate stalkers and rapists and other creepy men (and their families).  I'll do Kesha a solid. I'll curse her rapist so he can never do that to another woman again.  Maybe I get my coven to join me.  Dr. Luke.....screw you.... Be mindful what you do to the sisterhood.  I hope it shrivels off.  Have fun trying to get it to inflate. Edit:  I'll throw in a freebie spell.  It's super easy.  It's voodoo.  It's said to cause impotence and in rare cases urinary tract

Today I am thankful for new information. I have to make this quick.  I work 45 hours a week at an insurance job. I work a little over 20 hours a week with hypnosis clients.  They aren't paying me; they're paying a coupon company who does the advertising for me.  I have made maybe $200 over the past two months working with Groupon; actually I've lost money given the expenses of providing private therapy and recordings. I'm tired.  At least I stay away from the bullcrap. The kids tell me their father picks on them when I am not home.  I'm pissed off.  I had to put the kids on Medicaid.  The State lists their father as a member of the household.  I want him out.  This just gives legitimacy for him to live here with me. I did call the National Domestic Violence Hotline.  A woman listened.  She said that it was not uncommon for men to play games (e.g. quit their jobs, stalk, harass, have their family members harass) in order to stay in the same household