I am literally surrounded by goose elements with their malice theme and their malicious conspiracy tones over their harass and abuse motivation activities. This is obvious to all and they will soon pay a pretty penny when they are brought to account for their wicked wombatting and their waving of a trouser snake into the eyes of justice pervert prevention.
Everybody knows this. It's a known fact. A known fact that is a) known and b) true.
The North terror abuse squadren are still trying to continue their malicious attacks on me and are making maneuvers towards by precious thesis under cover of their academic darkness. It started with an abusive comment bombardment then the infantry of malice began sniping away until the vendetta tank squadren moved in and began abusing the garden of my beautiful research. Really, have they no shame? Is there nothing they won't do to embarrass themselves? I suppose not, but it is getting rather tiresome being lambasted by meerkats in tanks and gibbons of artillery abuse all day and all night.
Clearly they feel very guilty and embarrassed about their aspect towards the case and that their guilty little fingerprints are all over the cakestand and their bashful looks reveal their guilt to anyone who casts a glance in their direction. I can understand why a stern, but loving in his own way, father could tell them "I'm very disappointed in you. Your mother and I only want the best for you but you just don't apply yourself to anything and prefer to live in your own little dream world. This simply won't do. We're very disappointed in you. you're an embarrassment to the family. We feel ashamed of you."
In their shame and guilty embarrassment they continue with their goose barking. Nobody listens to them. They are of no importance. I never read their hideous and deformed vicious stalker hate blog and neither should you. It's full of hate libel propaganda like the cackling of lizards.
In their embarrassment they claim that I'm not inspiring any publishers. This is simply not true. Although all the publishers want to produce my thesis and a charming and light tale about my vicious abuse at the hands of an evil vendetta furry mob, none of them have shown any interest for one simple reason; They know the time is not right. I know that I've been saying that my work will be published very soon for a number of years and my precious thesis should have been completed years ago, but everything is running on schedule. In fact I'm racing ahead of schedule as I'm already a film star (click).
The publishers will come. They would be foolish not to. I can't publish my thesis until I get my hard drives back. I know I have made backups and left copies in trees, but it's not the same.
My evil mob of stalkers are making a scene, fussing about and jumping up and down while stamping their feet. It's embarrassing. It makes them feel ashamed of themselves. They must feel so guilty that they have not come up to people's expectations, people who only want the best for them. I wouldn't be in their shoes or even socks.
My horoscope for Today (click)
The moon lights your communication chart and someone who is interested in all you have to say – and who you enjoy listening to – can transform your love life. - This means that a handsome publisher will come and publish me and, just like every man, fall in love with me.
Admitting, you want to do more with your life could attract opportunities. - Another reference to my winning the case, having my hard drives returned to me and my research becoming a huge bestseller.
Luck is linked to a picture of dogs. - Dear Walter Snickers painted dogs. I'm sure he did. Anyway this is a reference to my research bringing me good fortune.
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