Ugly and Gruesome

Well, that was fun to write, folks, but Saturday's hangover was not fun. I should probably mention here that if you are 'put off' by such religious criticism you should stop reading this. Go to church.
 
Back to the dirty work: A new hacker pattern is emerging: after I sign in to Blogger they disconnect my phone line and I get the 'connection lost' message. This was also a problem on my older computer, but I am seeing it on this one for the first time. I don't know whether they physically disconnect the line somewhere or whether they have a way to do it through my computer somehow. Harrassment is the name of the game.
 
Speaking of which, whereas it has been a quiet morning of watching tv, the boom-boom began as soon as I logged on to Blogger and started to write this. I am also having font problems again, and 'publishing' problems. I just tried to correct a previous post but when I hit the 'publish post' button Blogger went into some kind of loopy behavior and the correction was not published. We see here the stalker's need to harrass, plus the need to display power and control, combined with the need to 'communicate' (in the form of wall bangs). In short the stalker needs to participate. Why? I can only conclude that the stalker's life is so ugly, so gruesome, that he needs to leach on my life in order to find some modicum of happiness. He has no life of his own. He only has my life.
 
(Kootch just returned from her morning sortee <1020>. She is excited because a new stove is to be delivered this afternoon. She bought it over the weekend.)