Dear Lawd Gawd,
The crazy bitch living next door to us is still having her “mental-order” episodes. When I left for choir practice around 1920 this evening, she was outdoors and talking to herself. She looked at me. I looked at her. She went inside her opened garage. Her maroon caravan was parked on the left driveway.
As I got into the car she quickly walked along our shared chain link fence to check me out and went towards her mailbox to check its emptiness, symbolic of her craziness. She stood in between our mailboxes to show off her blue double-knit sweater with a golden mustard of her associations, which include the Filipinos in Milpitas, CA, where her second husband – JUAN F. got a transparent California job.
When I arrived late from choir practice around 2140 this evening, her two newly installed bright blue lights were turned on. A bright light was positioned towards are property. When I drove up the left side of our driveway, the side lights turned on.
Then she came out again to check her empty mailbox. While I still have my driver side door slightly ajar, I mumbled under my breath over and over again: crazy bitch. I slowly placed both my zebra-striped sunshields and white towel upon my security alarm.
Three weeks ago, there was no choir practice Thursday night. When I went inside our garage, I noticed that the blue light, which is placed above her side garage door no longer shined brightly directly into side garage. The light went over the height of our shared wooden fence. I wonder if that’s a code violation.
The two blue lights no longer shine into our side property but they are shining brightly towards our property, towards our two street mailboxes, and into the two houses in front and towards the neighbor’s shared wooden fence out back.
I wonder if there is a code violation for bright lights in the city of San Jose/the county of Santa Clara. Her address is 1335.
So, my dearest Lawd Gawd from hell, if it’s in your powers to defeat her and deport her, JUAN F and all those who support her to hellfire, I would be eternally grateful. Until that happens, I will continue to hate y’all for sticking her next door to us! Furthermore, I’m surprise you’d stick psychos in my immediate surrounds at: home front, church, workplace, and among the neighborhood mediators, lawyers, and law enforcements.
With lots of demonic scratches,
Evil Kitty
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