I walk a lot, so I love these pictures. I especially like the man in Nepal. That’s kind of what I look like sometimes. Enjoy! NE1
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Gang Stalking – Not “with it” today.
It seems I’m hacked from everywhere. I’ve looked all the IP addresses I had doubts about, and no surprise. I have hackers from Turkey, France, California, Arizona, and a few other places. I don’t really know if I’m hacked from these places, or if it’s just an around about way to divert me from finding out where my hackers really are.
It is so sickening to spend most of my day trying to get on my computer. Today, I got on my computer about 12 p.m., but here I am at 8:07 p.m. finally able to get on.
I can’t even remember what I was going to write about. My brain is full of so much garbage from the hacking, I can’t even concentrate. My brain is on overload. It’s just like my computer, it can’t take anymore of the b.s. either.
I got on the computer to write, but I can’t for the life of me remember what about.
So I’m getting off. Maybe tomorrow my brain will be a little clearer.
Enjoy the rest of your Sunday, and hopefully, tomorrow, I’ll be able to write again.
Have a good night all.
- Gang Stalking – Another day in Perplandia. (neverending1.wordpress.com)
2012 in review
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 24,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 6 Film Festivals
Gang Stalking – To my readers, tell me about your life.
To my surprise, people from diverse continents read my blog. I have people reading my blog from Canada, Egypt, Spain, France, Belgium, Australia, United Kingdom, Holland, Saudi Arabia, Iran, Maldives, Singapore, India, Thailand, Turkey, and, of course, the United States. I’ve always been curious about the faceless people who read my blog. I always wonder what you look like, how old you are, what kind of life you lead, single, married, do you have children, poor, rich? I always wonder what a typical day is like for all of you. Is life hard, or easy? Do you have enough to eat, or too much to eat? So if you’re one of those people reading my blog, I’d like to know about you. I really would. Write and tell me about yourselves. You don’t have to give me your name. I know some people can’t. I just want to know about you. You know a lot about me from my blog, but you don’t know what I look like. Maybe some day, I’ll publish my picture. So write and let me know about your life, maybe include a photo? I really want to know what your life is like. I’ve traveled a lot, so I’ve been to a few of the countries I mentioned. The closest I’ve been to the Middle East is Morocco. Europe I know better.
I hope to hear from a lot of you. I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – What’s the best gift I’ve ever received?
This is one I’m ready for.
I had a former boyfriend who I told on several occasions that my dream was to go on a freighter. I got the idea from the movie “African Queen” with Bogart & Hepburn. I thought it would be great to go on a freighter. Of course, not the small freighter that the captain owned. A really, big freighter that carried supplies overseas.
My birthday was coming up and my boyfriend handed me an envelope. I thought it was a birthday card. I tore the envelope open and two tickets fell out. The tickets were for a voyage on a Polish freighter (PLO). I could not have been happier! I got up and gave my boyfriend a big hug. I never loved him as much as I did that moment. And it was not because he gave me the trip, but because of his thoughtfulness.
We sailed from Port Elizabeth, New Jersey on June 5 and arrived in Germany, June 12. The whole crew was Polish. Only two men on the freighter spoke English. We stopped in Ireland (were not allowed off), France (were not allowed to get off) and our destination, Germany. Bremen, Germany, that is.
While on the freighter, we watched American movies at night with subtitles in Polish. We ate Polish food throughout the whole trip. Polish food is very heavy and filling. I felt myself gaining weight the first three days on the trip. So I used the exercise bicycles that were on the ship. When we weren’t watching movies, we played table games and just looked out to sea. We got lucky one day and saw some whales swimming around. I was the only female on the freighter. It was a good feeling to be the lone female. All my life I’ve had to share everything with my sisters, so it was fun to be the only female on the freighter.
Most of the men on the freighter spent their time away from home. Whether they were single or married, they spent about one day at home the whole year. One man told me he saw his girlfriend one day a year. I remember telling him that never would work for me. It’d be too lonely. It is a lonely life being on a freighter.
The trip was an awesome adventure! No Disney ships for me.
Well, anyway, I got my dream to sail on a freighter. It was one of the nicest gifts anyone has given me. It’s one I’ve never forgotten.
By the way, what’s the best gift you’ve ever received? I really want to know.
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