confirmed.

yep, my neighbor's been rummaging through my wreckage.

i remembered a few minutes ago that, a long, long time ago, i put a stat counter on this secret place i made here. you know, just to see...just out of curiosity. i haven't looked at the stats for months.

then, a few minutes ago, i remembered that i can check all the IP addresses. isn't it amazing that i remembered the ID and password right off the top of my head? HA! not so hard when it spells out the dead baby i birthed and held in my arms. kinda can't forget about that.

so...what's the first address on the list? the address with the most hits and no referring link?? HERS. one of the first fucking people i cut off after paige died, because i never really liked her to begin with; i tolerated her, that abrasive fucking bitch.

and, AND, she just so happened to send me an email SO kindly asking if i could find someone else to watch the kids for a few weeks because she was asked to [blahblahblah] on tuesdays and thursdays. at first it didn't occur to me that it was because she read my hateful last post since, well, COME ON! she really didn't search through my computer, did she?? I DON'T EVEN HAVE BLOGGER ON MY DROP-DOWN ADDRESS THINGIE!! i am kinda paranoid, because i don't even want marc to click on it. he knows about the blog (i just only told HIM about two months ago) but i really don't want him reading on a regular basis. so none of these addresses are in favorites, on any drop-down boxes, etc...i really didn't believe she did it. it makes me SICK, LITERALLY, to think of all that she's been plundering, sitting across the street from me, staring at her glaring computer monitor. MY thoughts, MY pain, MY LIFE.

but she did.

and i will never, ever, EVER speak to her again.