Well, folks, Lori LaFond is on another "spun ducky woo-woo stretch" which basically means she's got her nose so far up my business that I have to get a hotel room just so I can avoid sitting on her nostrils.
Damn! This girl has so little going on in her life and so few things that she does that my boring life entertains her. It's sad. Lori's like a field news reporter on air saying, "Reporting live from Kevin's life..." I can't eat or sleep without Lori giving some kind of live update, but the funny thing is that the subject of this investigation is Lori doing just that. She doesn't understand that the way she does everything is exactly the way I've described it on this blog. She can't really do what she did on that restraining order and go to the opposite of the truth, so now she's taken to trying to report "live" from my life. Believe nothing...suspect everything and don't give her the attention that she needs.
What I was hoping to do this week was research more on forensic epidemiology and AIDS research. This crime has a tendency to take me away from my focus...so let's hit the restart button while Ms. Nosey Ass tries to make me angry.
