So I found the fucker who got me the other night, and it turns out I kinda know them. I despise them and they suckass, but I have met them before. One of those "types". The everything is trendy but i'm no trendy types, who is actually in reverse....ultra trendy. They were watching me for over 4 days. Scary to know that I was being scanned while I slept. Even more scary to know that this total fucking poser bait piece of crap was able to get me. But alas the joke is on him anyway

He's a total douchebag and I feel fully righteous in delivering payback. I'm screaming just to show off because I normally don't do stupid shit like that, I was so angry i couldn't help it. That's the only bad part about it all. The highest point of rage mountain. I have never felt so damn angry and frustrated at anything. EVER. Is that egotistical? I mean nothing got damaged, nothing was lost. I don't know if anything was taken, but I don't keep the super secret stuff on this machine anyway. I mostly felt like a failure in comparison. I still don't know exactly how they got in. So it might have just been a total script kiddie like attack. Arrggh I'm still mad about it.

Shalome is moving. She won't accept boxes from my friend who i assured her was not a scary rapist guy. because she's a tiny 5'2" girl who thinks she's the mini queen on indy rock. [grrrrr]