Gang Stalking – Eager Beaver perp loses.

New perp yesterday  – Good-looking and knows it. He’s full of himself.

I begin to type my blog and get toward the end, almost finished with it.  The new perp gets into  the computer and I can’t figure what’s he’s doing. I can’t find “save” nor “publish”.  I try different things, but nothing works.  I  just get a  lot of empty space.

I look at the new perp and tell him that hacking will get him 3-20 years in prison. He laughs. Tells me that he’s hacking me! I tell him,  “I know”. He laughs again and continues to mess with the computer. I tell him that I’m going to tell the librarian what he said.  He laughs again. He laughs because he knows the librarian won’t help me. I get the librarian and show her what’s he done to my site. She looks at the perp and gives him a big smile. I catch her. She tells me that he’s not hacking my computer. That something is wrong with the site. I tell her that there’s nothing wrong with the site! She walks out. Bitch!!

Her telling me that he’s not hacking me makes me really want to get the jerk. I do things on the computer I’m not allowed to do. When it comes to it, it’s  them or me. This time it’s me. Finally! All the spaces disappear from my blog. I quickly hit “Publish”.  My blog gets published. Yea!

I go over to the perp and tell him that I’ve published my blog and that’s all I care about.

The new perp does not look happy. He looks puzzled. He’s probably asking himself “What happened’?” The smile on his face disappears.

Not the first time it’s happened to an eager beaver perp. Not so sure of himself anymore. I leave the computer room with a big smile on my face. Got another one!!!

As I sit here, I got another eager beaver. We’ll see who wins this time.

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Gang Stalking – Almost thrown out of the library again…

English: The main reading romm of Graz University Library (19th century) on 2 Sep 2003. Picture taken and uploaded by Dr. Marcus Gossler. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I knew it would happen.  The first day that I returned to the library, I got on a computer right away.  And there were like four or five people in the library. The second day I came back, I had to wait for three or four people before I got on the computer. And there were just a few more people  in the library.  And today, the library  is overrun with people.  People  fill the magazine section, the tables all have someone sitting in the chairs.  I had to wait in a long line to get on the computer.  And I almost got thrown out of the library again.

The creep sitting next to me was hitting me with electricity. I tried, I really did, try to keep quiet. But I didn’t succeed. I said to no one in particular something about all the perps in the library. The creep next to me  got angry and  said I called him a loser.  He said he was going to report me.  He left and came back with two librarians.  They asked me to get up, and follow them.  I did. The librarians asked me if I had called the man a “loser.”  I said I had said the word loser, but I didn’t say it directly to him.

The losers wouldn’t try this with anyone else, but they know we’re targets and no one will believe what we say.

The librarians believed me and told me to be a little more careful in how I say things, and how loud.

I replied that I wasn’t the one screaming, the man was.

The librarians told me that both of us would be thrown out of the library if either one of us said anything else.

I said okay and went back to my seat.

I really do try to keep my mouth shut, but the unfairness of the situation makes me speak up. The perps can surround me, hack my computer, hit me with electricity, annoy me and get away with it, but I have to sit quietly and behave like a good little girl.

Being a New Yorker,  I learned long ago not to let anyone step on me.  It’s a lesson I learned well. I guess I just have to learn to put a zipper in my mouth, otherwise, I’ll be thrown out of the library again.

I wondered how long it would be before I was thrown out of the library.  I wouldn’t place any bets on myself.

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