Concentrating on the Game

Yesterday I felt stalked in a way, thus I did not write. I watched "The Room" and I cried a lot. It hit a real personal pain for me. I feel like a kind bus driver who practices warlockery is concerned about me due to the strong witchcraft in my vicinity. I feel like he contacted the appropriate party by cell. Thank you kind being. There is a man who I feel is the top geologist who is following me. He has been at Old Chicago twice (on the bus with me once) and Starbucks, Fridley, three times. The first time I saw him was at Old Chicago. He had two bags and one was a very scientific CANON digital camera. He does have some times of anxiety, thus he steps out to speak on his cell or smoke. I have chosen not to speak to him yet. My dreams last night had Peyton and Eli Manning. We were in Junior High together. When the forces of psychotic evil tried to claim me, ELI spoke up and saved me. He made a lot of very strong and important phone calls. Go for it, Eli. I will pencil it in on TUESDAY. I am just doing my best. Evil is trying to go at my belief and artistry and I must just FOCUS. Now I will just watch football and stay separate from all in vicinity.