ADD A FRESH CUTIE TO YOUR ORDER! ANN SACKS. SEA WITCH--HOW CAN YOU TALK SO MUCH? PEOPLE ARE SLEEPING. YEAH, AND IT IS TIME TO GET UP! ALEXIS FOOD? ONCE I WRITE THE BLOG, IT BECOMES SHELLEY'S AND THE CIA MATERIAL AND MONEY. THINK AGAIN IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE THEY HACK INTO PERSONAL COMPUTERS IN THE UNITED STATES! RIDING MY ASS FOR YEARS! GOING BACK TO 2009, WHEN, I STARTED TO GET BACK INTO POLITICS. 54 SCREENS, IN ATTENDANCE ON A LOVE LETTER TO MY FORMER, CIA HUSBAND? HOW MANY NOW, THAT I AM WRITING ON WORLD AFFAIRS? YEAH, GO DO THE NUMBERS. BIG TIME CASH, BIG TIME POWER, BIG TIME INFLUENCE, BIG TIME LOSERS, WANT TO CLAIM THEIR BITCHES OR THEIR BASTARDS DID ALL THE WORK, WRITING 1500 BLOGS! YEAH, I COULD WRITE 10 A DAY, I KNOW THAT MUCH. SO TAKE ALL YOUR JEALOUS SEA WITCHES, AND KEEP THEM AWAY FROM ME. THERE ARE THREE PHASES, FROM WHAT I SEE, IN PATTERNS, WITH SHELTERS AROUND THE WESTERN UNITED STATES WHERE I STAY: (1) MURDER IS FIRST ON THE COPS MIINDS; (2) THEN COMES THE ATTEMPT TO JAIL ME; AND WHEN THAT DOESN'T WORK; (3) THEY GET PLANTS INSIDE TO TRY TO TRASH MY REPUTATION. LOL! LIKE I GIVE A RAT'S ASS, WHAT ANYONE THINKS OF ME . . . GAVE THAT UP, IN ABOUT JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL, WHEN, I WON EVERY POPULARITY CONTEST, FROM VALENTINE'S QUEEN, TO CLASS OFFICER, TO CHEERLEADER AND STUDENT OF THE MONTH . . . NO CHALLENGE. OVER THAT GAME! LOL! OBVIOUSLY, MY COMPETITION, IS NOT, NOR ARE THE MEN, THEY HAVE TO PLEASE . . . NEVER WENT THERE EITHER! DIDN'T NEED THEM, DIDN'T WANT THEM, DON'T CARE, FOR THE MOST PART ABOUT THEM, NOR DO I COMPETE FOR A MAN. YOU ARE EITHER, A MATURE GROWN UP, WILLING TO PLAY A FAIR GAME, THE LOVE GAME, OR FUCK YOU AND WHOMEVER, YOUR VICTORIA SECRET IS. I DON'T CAT FIGHT. YOU WANT HER, YOU GOT HER. SEE YA LATER, ALLEGATOR! INTERESTING, DYNAMICS DEALING WITH CIA BOYS AND GIRLS, PRIMER SCHOOL, PREPUBESCENT, TEENAGERS, PLAYING, GAMES, I HAVEN'T SEEN, SINCE, LIKE JUNIOR HIGH, WHEN I MET KAY, AND MY SISTERS, SAW THAT, THERE WAS NOTHING I COULDN'T DO. CLASSIC MURDER CASES: (1) JEALOUSY; (2) ENVY; (3) GREED; OR (4) ANGER. I DON'T FEEL ANY OF THOSE FOR THEM, BUT, I AM NOT JEALOUS, ENVIOUS, GREEDY, NOR ANGRY . . . ONLY IN AN OF THE FACT, THAT ARE TRYING TO BE ME, EVERY INCH OF ME, BUT, THEN AGAIN, I HAVE A LIFE, THEY DON'T, SO, WITHOUT ME, THEY DON'T HAVE LIVES! NOT REALLY, IN THE MOOD TO WRITE, ON THIS, LANDMARK BLOG OF 1500 . . . FUCK YEAH, I HAVE A LOT TO SAY! BORING PEOPLE, HAVE BORING LIVES. INTERESTING PEOPLE, HAVE INTERESTING LIVES, AND TONS TO TALK ABOUT AND WRITE ABOUT! FULL CIRCLE BIOFUEL! SOMEONE THE OTHER DAY,SAID, MAN, YOU HAVE HAD AN INTERESTING LIFE. THAT I HAVE. AND I INTEND TO FINISH MY DAYS, AMKING MY LIFE, INTERESTING. AT ABOUT 28 YEARS OLD, I READ, T.S. ELLIOTT'S, "WASTELAND", A POEM, ABOUT, PEOPLE LIVING, LIVES OF QUIET DESPERATION! THAT POEM HAD SUCH AN IMPACT ON ME, THAT I WAS BOUND AND DETEERMINED TO NOT LIVE IN THE WASTELAND! I HAVE NOT. I WOULD URGE YOU, TO FILL YOU LIVES WITH JOY, COMPASSION, SERVICE, LOVE, INTEREST, ART & CULTURE, TRAVEL, GOOD FOOD AND GOOD FUN! CARPE DIEM, SEIZE THE DAY! THAT STATEMENT IS FROM "DEAD POET SOCIETY" . . . AND YOU NEVER KNOW, WHEN, IT WILL BE YOUR LAST! ESPECIALLY ME. NOBODY GETS ME DOWN! THE CIA HACK HAGS, ARE JOINING THE SEA HAGS, ON MY COMPUTER, TO STEAL THIS BLOG, THE SECOND, I AM DONE!