So How Does One Act Like A Lesbian???

If any of you out there think that I am dumb enough to answer this one, you really should meet Laurie.  The real person that you should act is Laurie...she is the quintessential expert on "How Everyone Acts"...she's told me for years that I was a Flaming F****t...so she definitely knows more than I did at the time, and she tells everyone what "a man should be like".  

According to Laurie, and this is what I've heard from her own mouth, she is only "a percentage of a lesbian"...20%, 10%, 2%...I don't exactly know how to measure it.  It's not like dairy milk...it's not like you can use a caliper to pinch your skin and find out.  I guess what it comes down to is whether you are a woman that has sex with other women, but what if the other women are knocked out on Rohypnol...are you a lesbian then if the other woman doesn't know you've done this??  I submit this...the other party knowing or not has nothing to do with whether or not YOU, yourself are homosexual.  I suppose if YOU or someone for YOU is knocking out the targeted victim, then your preference is clear....

The reason I am writing this today is this. Today Laurie went after two of my lesbian friends that are in a long term loving relationship.  Why? The reason is simple, she is very sexually attracted to one and she dismisses the other as an unworthy candidate for the other's love...thinking herself better.  It has nothing to do with whether or not she is a lesbian, it has to do with what I have experienced in my own relationships with three other men...what the fuck business is it of hers?  That's the real problem here.  I don't care if it was a heterosexual relationship, gay relationship or blended relationship, if she isn't a part of it, she needs to learn to get her big fat nose out of it.  That is the nexus of Lisa...she's always fucking with people.

Take Sgt. Anderson for example...copping to a "four year relationship" with him causes his wife and he a problem...sticking her nose in someone else's relationship is what this woman is about.   She can't find anyone that satisfies her sexually so she does this, "I'm a lesbian now but not later" routine to the point where she seeks out gay men intentionally because she knows it isn't possible for her to have a relationship with them...when it fails, it's their fault for being gay...I'm sure her family has heard this one a million times.  It's not like she doesn't know these men are gay...she knows they are then tells everyone that "this one is my boyfriend" much to the chagrin of the gay man she's targeting....it's an excuse.  It's a ruse. A cover.

Personally, for me, being a lesbian gives her a leg up in my book, because I know and am friendly with many lesbians.  I love them.  The way Laurie goes about it, is hurtful to herself...it has nothing to do with her lifestyle, it has to do with her using my friends as targets for her hate.

I saw her ruin a perfectly good friendship with Steven Frey, just because she wanted to.  She acts like she's in love with him half the time and the other half she acts like she owns him.  The entire time knowing that he can't stand her.  Won't be around her.

My dislike for this woman comes from the intrusion into my life...without being invited. It has nothing to do with her lifestyle, religious beliefs or her ethnic orientation...it has to do with her nosiness. 

Laurie has interjected herself into my life to the point where others are being put in jail to keep me from pursuing happiness...that is a crime.  Steven was jailed because I could show him how much money the IRS says he owes...and he was no longer useful to Laurie, but before that, all she wanted was to have the police remove me from his life.  Look at where I was arrested...you can tell from that pattern alone.  When I left, she pursued me because she knows that Missy, her "not lesbian" crush, is a team member of mine and that fucking with me would get her attention.

Don't get me wrong, I know that in the twenty or so years that she has perfected her system of organized crime in Palm Springs, she always wanted me here to fuck with the most.  The person she hates more than men themselves...once I got here, you can see what she did...she wanted to put me in prison.  A feather in her cap and a way to brag to everyone that "she was right about me", but I fought back.  I am a way more formidable opponent than the police, district attorney, Commissioner Best and the rest of her goon squad counted on.  I know how to counter...I know how to fight without allowing her to play the victim.  You are reading it right now.  She knows it and is the only person that sought legal action to keep me from telling you about this under the guise of "workplace violence" and "calling her a lesbian".

Both are exaggerations of the truth, by the way...she cut and pasted that restraining order application from my other blog like a ransom note cut from magazine letters.  She made it look violent...sort of...but when you look at what was said, nothing had anything to do with her workplace at all...she doesn't have one.  I've only glanced at two affidavits from it and didn't even bother with the rest...that's the truth.  There were so many inconsistencies with what was said in just those two, that I put it down as a piece of fiction...not as anything I would read.  I did abide by the order though, unlike Lisa...my team is going to show all of you just how little attention she paid to her own order.  I haven't had a quiet day in 8 years...not one single minute....