Listen All Y'all It's A Sabotage.

Erg! It's been a hectic day.

Start off with waking up with a migraine. I intended to wake up at 9-10am. Did I? Of course not. So, after taking some acetaminophen (Tylenol), hitting the snooze a few times, and sleeping in until 3pm, I eventually dragged my lazy butt out of bed.

I'm driving around, hear a loud thumping noise coming from my car. Uh-oh. Pull over, jump out of the car, and look. Flat tire. :(

Put on the donut tire (One of those thin spare tires), drive to a service center to see if they could fix my regular tire. $13.00. No problem you'd think, but you'd be wrong. They couldn't fix the tire because the hole was right by the wall, or something stupid like that.

So now, my grandfather has my tire, because he intends on fixing it tomorrow for me, and I'm driving around on a donut for the time being.

While looking at the tire, the guy at the service center asked if I had run over a knife. I paused. "What?" "It looks like a knife went through your tire." I paused again. "Can you do that? Run over a knife and have it puncture your tire?" "No." "What?" "No, you can't." "So, someone sabotaged my tire?" "Possibly. I don't know. You could've just ran over some glass." I paused once more.

Yes, now I'm worried that someone's sabotaging my car.

Maybe I should marry a cop. ;)

Still nothing. I don't know if I should be happy or scared about this. There's been no activity good or bad.

I've been getting calls recently from New Jersey. I don't know anybody in Jersey. They don't leave any messages, but I get a few calls from them a day. The number shows up, the name says "New Jersey" so, I'm not sure if that's just them taking advantage of my phone service that forces "unavailables" to enter in information, or they're unavailable and my caller ID is just picking up the area code and listing the state. Did that make any sense?

I Googled the phone number to see if it was a business, for whatever reason a business in NJ would be calling, and it showed it as a residential number. Tried White Pages as well, with no luck. Maybe I'll get my calling card and call it. When I use my calling card, it shows the business number of my calling card, and not *My* number, which comes in handy once in awhile, such as now.

No news about the ex. I'm sure he's still in the state. I'm still in the process of trying to get out. My car's broken yet again. Every time I get ready to leave, my car breaks. My resolution: By February if I'm not out of here, I'm taking a Greyhound.

The other day, I went to the store, late at night in hopes I wouldn't have to deal with people. I noticed a couple of guys standing at the front of the store, and noticed that they noticed me.

I went about with my shopping, went to the self-checkout, and the two guys moved from their previous location to stand in the closed aisle next to me, to my back, closer to the exit. They stood in idle chit-chat while I rang myself out. I made my way to the exit and put my cart away when they motioned to leave, as well.

I stop for a split second. That's all it took for my instincts to kick in. Maybe I was spooked for no reason, maybe it was just a coincidence. I wasn't putting my safety on the line for a "Maybe".

I left my groceries in the cart and bee-lined for the nearest employees. It was late, dark. I asked if they could escort me out, which they gladly obliged.

The two guys stood outside the exit, watching me as I drove off.