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May. 14th, 2009 12:30 am* It's 33 minutes after midnight.
* I'm still in the lab, and even I don't want to be.
* I survived Mother's Day. (You'd think this wouldn't be so difficult since I don't actually have a mother, but my father, who was not married to my mother, has a wife, who is not even the woman he was married to when he slept with my mother, and she is appalling.)
* I have no idea why Profit came to that dinner, but he was at least entertaining. My father's wife had a rather long private conversation with him and it improved her mood immensely, but it did not do much for his. I almost said something to him about what an incredible catastrophe she is, but I don't think he wanted to talk.
* I think I'm being followed. Again. If anything has happened to my car, I am going to take it out of someone's hide.
* I am possibly losing my mind (again). Otherwise why would I think that Jim Profit, of all the people in the world, is (also) watching me?
* I need to return Nora's books. And tell her that no amount of money is worth this. Jesus Christ, I got a fellowship so I wouldn't have to sell myself out. Getting back into contact with the relatives I'd never met was supposed to be better than living on a stipend, and I'm not sure it is, particularly not when I don't have any more fucking privacy, I have to put up with Bobbi, and some asshole is stalking me.
* I'm still in the lab, and even I don't want to be.
* I survived Mother's Day. (You'd think this wouldn't be so difficult since I don't actually have a mother, but my father, who was not married to my mother, has a wife, who is not even the woman he was married to when he slept with my mother, and she is appalling.)
* I have no idea why Profit came to that dinner, but he was at least entertaining. My father's wife had a rather long private conversation with him and it improved her mood immensely, but it did not do much for his. I almost said something to him about what an incredible catastrophe she is, but I don't think he wanted to talk.
* I think I'm being followed. Again. If anything has happened to my car, I am going to take it out of someone's hide.
* I am possibly losing my mind (again). Otherwise why would I think that Jim Profit, of all the people in the world, is (also) watching me?
* I need to return Nora's books. And tell her that no amount of money is worth this. Jesus Christ, I got a fellowship so I wouldn't have to sell myself out. Getting back into contact with the relatives I'd never met was supposed to be better than living on a stipend, and I'm not sure it is, particularly not when I don't have any more fucking privacy, I have to put up with Bobbi, and some asshole is stalking me.
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Date: 2009-05-14 08:31 am (UTC)Ms M is another matter entirely. And so is your stepmother, not that she'd follow you.
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Date: 2009-05-14 08:24 am (UTC)And I'm definitely reporting the crazy lady.
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Date: 2009-05-14 08:27 am (UTC)How crazy is she, on a scale from one to batshit?
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Date: 2009-05-14 08:26 am (UTC)Harmless is relative; whatever it is has demonstrated that it can track down your journal. Not that you've made it exactly hard, mind you, but still.
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Date: 2009-05-14 08:40 am (UTC)he's going to have to get an account if he wants to stalk my journal.
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Date: 2009-05-14 09:05 am (UTC)That might not be a bad idea, you know. I would feel better about it.
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Date: 2009-05-14 09:09 am (UTC)Not that I'm even remotely deluded that matters. If you are really interested, go ahead and read it. My life is incredibly boring since S died and and I became a semi-respectable academic. And when my life wasn't boring, I didn't have a journal.