There are many disadvantages in being the person that Laurie "hates the most in this world", but it is still better than being the person that Laurie "wants to impress the most" or "likes the most". I've said it before and I will tell you all again, believe it or not, it is far better for Laurie to call you her enemy than it is for her to call your her friend or family. Those last two always end up having to explain Laurie's druggie actions and her ultra-violent behavior. Her language is bad enough.
All day long, all I hear is how much smarter Laurie thinks that she would be if she could just do something violent to me or something illegal. Now is that really the smartest thing for her to be thinking? It isn't when you consider that she has so many other people keeping an eye on her at her own request. Laurie has this problem with not being enough for anyone. She's definitely not pretty enough. She's not smart enough. She's not enough of a lady for most men to be interested in. She's not kind, considerate or friendly in any way. She is, in short, not enough person for anyone to be proud of. She is evil. She is deviant. She is a liar. She is a two timing back stabbing piece of criminal, but she isn't all that impressive when you consider the advantages that she had from the beginning before any of us even had a computer. All she could complete was a zero balance in her bank account and a squat house tweeker pad in Joshua Tree after three decades? That's not impressive, it's pathetic.
I have to explain to all of you that I have some really incredibly intelligent people that have "forced" me to be smarter in my life. I know that sounds odd, but literally if you want to run with the Greyhounds, you need to be faster. I wasn't exactly born on the Greyhound track either. I have a hard working set of parents, an incredibly gifted athlete of a sister and then me. I was difficult to stand out in a small town where nobody ever goes anywhere. So I left to pursue more intellectual goals. At first I thought about being a teacher like my father and sister, but they talked me out of that knowing that I was smart enough to choose a career where I would make more money. They are both incredible lifetime teachers and loved the field, but they knew I had more inside me than that field. Also, at the time, I was being stalked by an unknown person using a whole bunch of people in cars to follow me. Not safe enough for little kids to be around, I knew it would work with whatever force of negativity was behind that.
Then I thought I would try my hand at law school, but that was after I'd been in school for too long and let my grades become average, not law schoolish. I had been dealing with the loss of my health to an HIV infection that destroyed my second year of college and returned to school thinking that my degree would be my greatest accomplishment. Then something happened; I didn't die. So I took my LSAT's and did poorly and wondered if I really had what it was going to take to follow a career path that was intellectually interesting and yet challenging enough to keep me working. I was also involved with drugs so that I wouldn't think about the hundreds of cars following me on the freeways and the people that followed me on to my college campus. This was too weird for most people to handle. Eventually, I adjusted to the fact that someone was definitely trying to hurt me. I stayed as nice and positive as a person could be then came home to stay off drugs and get strong again. Still, I wasn't dead and that confused me. The cars continued to follow me even here, but I was learning to deal with that too. I decided that since I had friends in San Diego, that I would enroll at U.C. San Diego and learn to be a paralegal. I noticed that the stalkers were still following me, but at that point I was determined. I did the work and learned that the law still interested me more than anything else. I think it had to do with being stalked. I wanted whomever was following me to know that I wouldn't be pushed around. I would eventually find out whom they were and what they were about. I was right. I did find out. I wasn't surprised one little bit whom was behind my stalking.
After many misunderstandings between friends and employers in San Diego, I was able to find and achieve great heights working for the U.S. Department of Justice working in the legal field and in the courtroom. I thought it would be better with these stalkers if they knew that I was working for a judge, but that made Laurie even more mad than before. One thing that people need to know is that Laurie, after this long, had become obsessed with showing people that she could control my life. If she couldn't ruin my career, then how would she be considered a successful operator of this remote neural monitoring system. With a horrible understanding of what it would be like to stalk a federal agent, Laurie turned to what she knew the best; using her experiences from Palm Springs to try to do to me what she and her brother had done to so many others in the LGBT gay community of P.S.
One thing that most people know in Palm Springs but not everywhere is just how demanding Laurie is. When she wants something done she will scream, yell, lie, cajole, threaten and hurt anyone that gets in the way of her soap opera solution to the problem that she and her brother created, me. I want this to be said over and over again, Laurie is a victim of her own poor choices not because of some man that doesn't like her. Laurie and Brian made the decision to continue to harass me and my friends to the point where all of us had to learn to fight back. Most of the victims of this crime in Palm Springs have no idea how to deal with this girl that thinks she is above the law; I do. You see, I've known her for so long that it is a really simple solution to the problem. The police have to tell everyone whom she is and that these are the aliases that she uses. They then need to understand that the victim pool is huge and can be ascertained by the database that we have now, thanks to the efforts of Jonathan Mendenhall and others. We also know that we can link her to the crimes by genotyping the HIV virus inside of each of them; with their permission. It is important to understand that I played along as the dummy long enough to realize what it would take to isolate what she does and whom she goes to do it. That has already been isolated too.
Police also need to understand that Laurie and Brian always live near their next victim. The closer the better. Now she lives down the street from me far too close to my family. I don't like this situation at all and I would rather live anywhere than where I do. The only consolation is that I've turned my home into Fort Fucking Knox now and I have all of the tools I need to keep her away from my family. I spend very little time outdoors or around other people because I know what Laurie is looking for. Any person that can get close to my family on her behalf is what she is trying to complete. This is another crime. I am declaring to all of you again that I am a police informant, if she contacts anyone looking to contact or communicate with my family she needs to be arrested. Period.
I am ahead of the pack for another reason too. I know who her family is and I know that when they find out about what they've been doing to me, my sister and my father they are going to be furious with her. The intrusion over thirty years is a direct result of not dealing with her obvious obsessive personality disorder. Someone needs to get this girl and put her in a mental hospital before she comes up with another General Hospital solution to her obvious need to hurt people. She is sick everyone, quit treating her like she is well. She doesn't need to be enabled any longer and doing anything to enable her to contact my family at this point will be considered a crime. I've heard enough from this psychopath over the last 8 years and my mind hasn't changed one bit. I am smart enough to have put her full name and families' names on a disc for the police to be discovered if something happens to me. Stay away Laurie.
I want one thing to be known to all the police officers at the PSPD and all of the parents of the victims of this crime. Laurie has waited almost three decades, closer to four to do exactly what she is doing right now. She is trying to convince everyone that she is some kind of angel and that I am Lucifer himself. Take a look at both of us and see whom is whom. I dare anyone to compare my accomplishments to anything that she has done, THAT CAN BE VERIFIED NOT JUST BY A PHONE CONVERSATION WITH HER, and you tell me whom has been stalking whom. I want nothing to do with her. Not one single thing. I don't want to see her face or hear her voice or smell her awful body odor (Christopher told me she stinks times a thousand!). I want to be as far away from her as possible. Please help me.
