|Emily AC: Multi-Talented Comedian||
I've been wracking my brain about why the shits just stopped. It has to be the clerks at the stores. They know I talk to neighbors, too. So they just stopped walking down the street.
They stopped sending kids on foot... little babies were pissing themselves when they would be too near to me. Can you blame them?
There was a cute little part of me that was like, "Maybe the gang leader is so crazy he actually thinks I'm a goddess, or something?" But I think that was just my ego trying to pop back up :)
No... I think this guy is a lot more technical than that... he used an informed person's argument as to why someone would smoke natural, organic american spirits... suggesting he actually watches intellectual programming.
He's just deranged.
He is thinking of a way to ambush... but he already knows I can overcome an attack from behind just because I've complelety turned my back to him (which, in psycho-talk, is an invitation for attack--never turn your back to an advisary). He also knows I'm not afraid of his men.
Today... I will run a few errands and make some signs. the neighborhood, and cyberspace, will see what I have to say to him!