Gangstalk of Last Vehicle Activity

As it turns out, I did not set off early to the ex's to deal with vehicle transfer because she phoned and said it wasn't necessary about the time I was ready to set off. (What I had told her countless times; why she is an ex-spouse). Annoyed, I set off to do some last time-round shopping errands instead. What a mistake from the vehicular gangstalk intensity perspective

They were all over me; upon departure in the hallway and elevator both which is a tip-off they are going nuts, but "somehow" I don't know this anymore and proceeded on in all (mind-controlled) innocence. To make a long story short, it was crazy; all the large vehicles, clusters of deep red colors, one Chevette "decided" to drag race me, until I pulled behind instead, another pedestrian gave me the staredown as I was in my vehicle waiting at the light, doing nothing unusual- likely some 1000 vehicles for an in-town non-highway vehicular gangstalk. Every other vehicle had someone hanging their arm out the window or in the open window space. I went to a certain store to resupply my socks which are going through an accelerated wearing out and/or odd sock "happening" and when I got there, they pulled another cashier obstruction stunt, so I ditched the socks and went onto my third stop. This was identical to the last time I was there; intolerable delays, extra staff around, and only one till open, "returns" for both "customers" ahead. And the hustle of extra ambulatory gangstalkers coursing in and out of the exit ahead of my decision to bail out on the obstruction stunt. The third stop had the extra yellow lingering gangstalker at the Rx counter, then he stayed for me, to wait at the doorway upon exit, having no other business to transact.

I got some thread snipping scissors as there are threads popping of anything these days, all part of the harassment game, and when I began to use this new item upon my return, I was getting noisestalked at each thread snipping. And I then find out that my cordura Andiamo briefcase that I haven't actively used for two years, is fraying. Not the threads, but the actual fabric as if it were being dragged from a vehicle which it never has. My favorite briefcase is slowly getting trashed, cordura fabric, just sitting on the floor.

Anyhow; it was utterly bizarre; a full on gangstalk on the last shopping errand run with a vehicle, an unplanned one owing to the ex-wife's incomprehensible dithering as to the time of the invitation. There is something that the perps like about in unplanned activities. Unplanned to me that is, some kind of adversity/contingency "suddenly" erupts, and they are everywhere on the "new unplanned" route and/or locations.

Another day of relentless enragement stunts; nonstandard Windows behaviour, the keystroke dithering, every turn I make.

And a squalid 16th birthday party it was; the so-called family going through their pretend game and recitals; the ex makes the wrong kind of lasagne for our daughter, in a blatant piece of faux ineptitude, which is a reason for Robyn to then extract the spinach, green color note, and have it remain on her plate (beside me). A commercial cheese cake for the birthday cake, one fat candle on it, gold brown. (A similar colored handbag was lying on the adjacent floor for all of dinner.) And I gave her my vehicle, but she had already been tipped off and was feigning surprise.

The perps had run me ragged with enragement mind-control the entire day; then they kept me in a piss-off mood the entire time of the party, even though there was no causal action. More bizarre moodstates to feed some kind of bizarre agenda. (As I write this, 06-07-2004, a day of noisestalking me over commas, spaces, spelling error correction (errors caused by them)).

Anyhow, a pathetic time by all; even my revelation as to 2/3 of the car stereo being stolen from my parents' place, (they had just departed conveniently) brought only faux surprise, as in deliberately putting it on, a very frequent event these days. So maybe there was some kind of distance dependent energy as to when I mentioned this "theft"; as their vehicle was backing down the driveway as I mentioned it.

Glad to be out of there, it was so deliberately tacky.