Resolutions for 2025

 When it comes to New Year’s resolutions, I resolve to be more conscious about this tradition.. I don’t want to overshoot promises that I will never be able to achieve or stick to. Inevitably I will probably fall into feelings of failure because yet again, I cannot not uphold my New Years Resolutions.  I am almost afraid to put it out there because New Years Resolutions are kind of a setup to embarrass and mess with your mind later on. I already have Evil E for that! I resolve to be more aware and grateful to the people who help me in my journey. I know my family and friends care about me and help me in overt and covert ways, consciously and unconsciously.

Today I remembered a memory that I had buried somehow, about  10 years ago. There s always the possibility that my brain invented my whole hexing story, but I would like to thank law enforcement and I also believe that my family friends who are members of a local Native American tribe are helping me. I dont want to mention any names, as they deserve privacy. If the police heard the voices of the individuals hexing me, it may have been a blunder from my enemies, or maybe the reason the voices were audible to others and not merely in my head, was with the help of my family friends. If you have been helping me, I don’t deserve your kindness but I am so grateful for your kindnesss! I will be eternally grateful! One time Evil E observed what I was doing and who I was asking for help from and he told me that “Shamanism has got nothing on Santeria, so it would do no good to ask for the help of a Shaman.” It’s not a competition. I am still very ignorant to both of those religions, but I believe that both religions hold a lot of meaning and power for its practitioners. I aspire to be more respectful and understanding of all religions, even the ones who challenge my beliefs or may appear very different from the religion I was raised in.

I have been asking for prayers and for general help with this situation, in my life. I want help from all those who can help me. It would be wise for me to not make such public comments and jokes on TikTok about our president-elect and his cabinet. The wise thing to do would be to keep my political beliefs, anger, and disagreement to myself.  I don’t want to upset people who could help me. You never know someone who may have the ability to help me might have voted for Donald Trump and holds many of the same political beliefs close to their heart. I should stop making political statements and jokes because I want DT to help me if he had some sway and it were up to him. It would be perfect if he didn’t turn the whole situation into a giant immigration “I told you so.” But I peg DT for doing just that unfortunately. 99.5 % of Mexicans and Latin American immigrants do not practice Santeria. I don’t know actual facts but no one really does so believing him is racism or ignorance at the very least. Evil E claims to be a “Mastermind of Santeria,” but who else has been found to do that? If I weren’t being personally being harmed by Evil E, (or merely convinced that he is doing this) then I wouldn’t give a rip, if he practiced Santeria or not. I feel like this man could be doing other illegal things and that he is a menace to society, with not enough to do in his life. Of course, I may never get confirmation that my suspicions are valid and I will forever be branded a racist Carlsbad Karen. Time will tell if any of his misdeeds can be proven and prosecuted. I am manifesting much progress for my criminal case in 2025! Praying had!! 🙏 

I have been shadow banned

 I have been shadow banned from posting any comments about Donald Trumps haircut on TikTok so I will leave my comments here on Blogger.. First I must say,Donald didn’t really get a haircut, it was a toupee cut. He got a new toupee which is trying to make it look a bit like a mullet and as if he could get a little growth down the back of his neck if he wanted it. Ok

You have no balls really!

 You are more afraid of Evil E than I am and he probably isn’t bothering you at all. You are not in a place to make jokes. Why are you making fun of me? This whole passive aggressive “showing me how I am treating others” and “giving me a taste of my own medicine” is just vindictive psychological emotional abuse. Maybe I did create this fantasy that you were this perfect sweet model mate. You are doing a great job of shattering the positive mental image that I had of you. Why you are doing this, I have no idea! Why are you being so mean and secretive? I am not that way. Are you still pissed off by something that happened during college days? We were basically just acquaintances and you shared nothing about yourself with me that I can remember. I filled in the blanks with inaccuracies. I also do not remember having sex with you. Was it good for you? It was good enough to leave your wife for me and forgettable for me apparently. Are you just this mean, condescending, vain Leo? I am just putting this all together now. You get a kick out of making me jealous. You are an asshole! I know you slept with my roommate Karen behind my back in college. Who’s next? You ruined everything!! Crash and burn! Since you’re down here, keep up torching any chance with me. I’m going to a bar this weekend with my “friends.” Be so jealous. Why my “friends” or “family” would speak to you, much less hang out with you, behind my back, boggles my mind. You are all penis, no balls! Have fun with whatever ho you pick up!

*** I am not giving you the out of Evil E is hexing you which is why you are mentally messing with me. This is coming from you, Trey. You are stalking me. I need a restraining order. You have already broken the ice with my female friends. Good luck with them. You are a walking or drive by red flag. You are still too immature for me. You are too slow for me. My instinct is to run from you. The fact that you married a witch shows your lack of good judgment and good vetting for someone with good morals and who isn’t vengeful. You have been vengeful to me since I got married in 2004. You have been driving down to Carlsbad since before then actually. You knew my address and phone number probably but never thought to contact me that way? Weird! This is your fault anyway. I do believe traveling down to Carlsbad was just a revenge tactic. Look at me! I surf! I’m still thin! I’m here in the flesh! But here’s my wife! I “am living my best life!” Sorry! I do think your social media poses were just that …poses. What a two faced liar, you are! You have been so secretive to your wife and to me! You have always been that way though. Say as little as you can, to keep them guessing. To keep them confused about your flaws and the things you do behind your partners back. On top of how your wife’s family is hexing me, you being an asshole, your lack of sympathy, your stalking and snooping, your laughing in my face and head games have obliterated any chance you ever had with me. I don’t even know why I am wasting my time typing this all out. You are really inspiring me to remain celibate. I do not need your b.s. You have brought nothing but trouble and tears into my life!

Blogger> Reddit

 I love posting on Blogger! If anyone is reading this, I do appreciate that you never post some negative, messed up comments here. Blogger may be filtering out all the mean trolls out of the comments. I appreciate either scenario because I just want to keep telling my story here. I posted my same story, in short form, on Reddit and every kind of judgemental troll came out of the woodwork, to call me a liar and a home wrecker etc etc etc. There are a slew of anonymous Aholes on Reddit. I already know that alot of people are just making up stories on “Am I the ahole?  Or any of the Anonymous confessional subreddits. Like I know you just made that up! The responses are lies too, I bet. This anonymous woman posted this story about the time she came home from the gym, without letting her husband know, and she found him watching cartoons while wearing an adult diaper on and with pacifier in his mouth? There is a slim chance that is a legitimate story, but I don’t think so. Anyway, on the Paranormal subreddit, it explicitly states that this is a safe space for open minded and nonjudgmental people to read and share their  paranormal experiences . I was reading through other ghost stories and stuff. People were replying, “Yes I grew up in a family of witches, and I have seen some things.”  “I’m from  Venezuela and witchcraft is a huge issue there.” No one really wants to believe my story  though. It’s not a pretty story, with a clear cut hero or victim. Everyone gets hurt in this. It’s just complicated.  I can definitely tell the people who are judging me to the point that they think that I deserved the hex. Why are all the cynical naysayers popping off on my post though? They believe in aliens, but not the possibility that magic can manifest good and bad things?  The judgmental haters yesterday, reminded me of all the people who were applauding Luigi for shooting the healthcare CEO.  “It’s the principle! He’s bringing awareness to all of the greed and corruption in healthcare, so his actions were for a good cause!”  People who take the side of the posters “villain” or “enemy “ are just trolls. The mistake I made yesterday was getting upset and commenting back to everyone who s- on my post yesterday. They may have just been bored and doing that weird role play thing people doo online.  Reddit sucks!

God Isn’t My Co-Pilot

 At least God wasn’t in the drivers seat today. He may have been watching from a distance though. It felt more like the devil was my pilot there for a second. Evil E took the wheel away from me today for a minute. It’s one of those sneaky things that he does against my will, if he sees an opportunity and thinks he can get away with it.  I was driving with my daughters out to Oceanside. We were going to drive out to Kohls in San Marcos. The freeway was jam packed so we got off at the next exit. (Poinsettia Ln) I realized I was in the wrong lane and I wanted to take Paseo Del Norte. I said that out loud so it was clear that would have been better. Then I figured, I can just drive up to Aviara parkway and take it to Palomar Airport to get to El Camino Real. I knew the alternate way to go to get to the 78. I think I left my body for a second when the light turned green. Evil E grabbed the wheel and yanked me into the turn lane to turn left when there were other cars there. I didn’t even realize what was happening until it happened. I almost hit other cars in the turn lane.  I feel like Evil E did that though. It wasn’t me. It was so weird!  But again because I said out loud that I wanted to go that way, It looked like I was going to break the law and do something reckless to get my way. I was going to do whatever the hell I wanted to do. He does like to blame his impatience, temper, and selfishness on me. That’s Evil E in a nutshell. I definitely feel and experience all of those emotions naturally too. He is trying still to paint me as this ruthless careless home wrecker. This all began because Trey was thinking about me and wanting to see me. He was distracted from his wife from nothing I did to trigger that. It was just memories and experiences from college days. When he would come down here with Maeve to visit her crazy cousins, he was obviously tempted to go drive past me while he was down here. Everyone thinks that I am lying. I have not touched or talked to this man since college. I am not withholding anything  here  either. You can’t believe that a man would leave his wife without having an affair first? I should have told him years ago what they were doing. He obviously didn’t care enough to leave her and his family still doesn’t care about her being a witch. Treys sister thinks it’s “cool.” Is Maeve so cool for pulling off this hex for 10 years and no one has ever been able to stop her? Love spells obviously don’t work. I knew he was going to leave eventually. It was only a matter of time. Why go to the extreme to keep someone who didn’t want to stay? She never hexed him. She was playing Miss Perfect to him and to everyone she knew. Wow! I should have told him the deal 10 years ago! We could have gotten this show on the road sooner! I wonder if she’s hexing him now that he’s left her? Crazy!

Flashback

 I overheard a conversation where two men were discussing how things were so carefree in college. A lot of college students are being completely financially supported by their parents. Life was good. I remember. The kids from Northern California were supposedly richer than the rest of us from So. Cal. Don’t remind me how easy it could be to maybe take a girl out on a date. The attempt was never made. The guys spent all of their time every day together. No one wanted to get to know me or hang out with me during the daylight sober hours. That’s for damn sure. They didn’t want any kind of relationship or monogamy. My cousin found the only good guy in Isla Vista. He let himself get committed to one woman and consequently, they fell in love. They met in college at a “party school “ and are still happily married. Romanticizing college is a huge mistake for me! The window of opportunity for rekindling anything passed long ago. Coming around and snooping through my life isn’t romantic, it’s stalking. You could have stayed in Santa Cruz for this b.s. Go jerk around someone else! You are certainly not worth the hell you are putting me through. Why are you participating in driving me crazy? You are a complete asshole! Truly! I would never want someone I was even dating casually to hang around with female “friends.” Do you really need to be friends with random women or other female friends and family members of mine? I would never let you do that if I could control it. You keep pushing the issue. The answer is no already. If you want to date multiple women at once and have female friends, you will not be at all involved with me. That’s it. You should respect that, instead of trying to make me jealous or whatever the hell you are doing. You must be paying these women, like prostitutes, to drive around with you in order to make me jealous.. I’m done with you, before it even began. Pointless! I should be dating other people myself. Holding out hope for you has been a huge waste of a large chunk of my life! Of course I attempted to move on and get married? You needed to keep in touch with me directly, not keep in touch with my brother or with some person I am no longer in touch with or some acquaintance you pump for information about me. You are scarier and even more conniving than I have ever admitted to myself or told you. You still don’t have the balls to approach me, but you would get an earful if you did. I don’t need to engage with you though. At this point, a restraining order would be more appropriate. Evil E is definitely a huge problematic asshole of a person, but what about you? What have you brought into my life, besides irritation, stress, and psychological torment? You are definitely tormenting me too, Trey! Driving past me so many times gave me false hope that consequently ruined my life!

You had a wife there for a minute. Sure, I was jealous because you finally grew up and were a picture perfect seemingly great husband to your wife. (In pictures, at least) I convinced myself  you were so perfect.  I was bitter about everything…and you said you were “still living your best life.” Good for you! But you really weren’t a great husband if you had a seriously distracting wandering eye. Quit trying to prove how imperfect you are, so I lower my expectations of you. I refuse to get involved with someone who manipulates my emotions, to see how I react. Between you and Evil E, I am an angry, mixed up mess! Thanks for that.

*** I bet this is one of Evil Es favorite movies, Friday. Evil E is very intimidating. You definitely believe that he could definitely follow through with his physical threats,.  Evil E just like Big Worm. I feel the same way though, in regards to, don’t play with my emotions, Trey and his entire social circle including his crazy in-laws. Evil E knows how much he hates being messed with, yet he messes as hard as he can and still get away with it. He is a thug and not in a cool movie star way. He should be locked up but this asshole is posting in his instagram stories looking free as a bird, riding his bike through the jungles of Venezuela or whatever. Have a nice trip, asshole! When the man I endured all of this demonic hell for, drives past me, like a vindictive confused messed up stalker, it only adds to my stress and paranoia levels. I know that getting involved with me would be a huge commitment and involve a lot more serious work than your previous carefree child free marriage has been, but you are already holding that over my head. I am interested in taking on you and your kids, aren’t I so great? You should be sooo grateful! Leave me alone…seriously!

What a year 2024 has been!

 I think this year is ending slightly better than it began, which is a relief for me.

I’m setting up a nondenominational, interfaith GoPrayMe

***This is not a money grab, as I am not asking for money. I would like people, of all religions, all over the world, to pray for me. I would appreciate your prayers, at this chaotic time in my life. I also ask for help, in the magical arena, if possible. Bring on the good witches! I would appreciate any manifestation of good and positive things into my life, to end this 10 year (and counting) dark spell. Thank you!

Stoplights…sigh

My next art piece will be a painting of a stoplight aiming to convey the increasingly high level of torment they have brought me lately. I will be cruising along, enjoying a great song on the radio, without a care in the world, and then I hit a stoplight. I do see my own privilege and entitlement in the way that stoplights bother me so much. I have not encountered many road blocks in my life. I mean, I have been coasting along, without real employment, my whole life. Yes, I have been financially taken care of my whole life. So I know that my inner spoiled brat weirdly gets the best of me in this unremarkable universal experience of stopping at a stop light. Entitlement is getting frustrating over being made to stop dead in your tracks, when it is the kind or necessary thing to do. I was born in LA and didn’t notice or mind the stress of traffic, as a child. However, when I moved to Carlsbad in 1998, I did feel like the stop light wait time here felt like an eternity compared to in LA. Then again, I didn’t know anyone in Carlsbad and I was very depressed. I was self conscious about my weight and overall appearance. I felt like I looked different from all of the blonde, beachy, skinny people down here. I thought they were staring at me and giving me dirty looks at stop lights. I felt like they were always noticing my differences and judging me for them. I was living “People Are Sttrange” in the faces of all the locals, when they looked at me.  Having started his hex in 2014,  Evil E has had enough time to study me, and figure out what embarrasses or upsets me. He knows that there is always that uncomfortable “checking each other out” that happens at stoplights, which makes me very self conscious. Whenever I am feeling good, while driving, I will ultimately come to a stoplight and Evil E can’t help messing with me. He makes me mouth along the lyrics to the songs I am listening to. He is going to force me to mouth the words, against my will, for his own amusement. That always drives me crazy, so I have to turn the music down, so he quits bugging me. 

Lately, I have finally gotten over my fear of jogging on the public streets, around my house. I was always too crippled by self consciousness to do that. At almost 50 years old and having lived in Carlsbad for close to 25 years, I said, “Hey! Who gives a rip? I’m going running!” That was huge for me, to finally get over it and feel comfortable enough to go running outside, in my neighborhood. I feel great, especially, under the circumstances. So now, Evil E has found a great way to make me feel so self conscious, that it stops me dead in my tracks. It’s very embarrassing to admit, but he may be making my boobs feel not secured in my sports bra.  He may be somehow making my boobs bounce more than they should. I blame him for messing with me and making me feel self conscious about my breasts, while I am running. He doesn’t want me to get too confident or to get too much of a runners high. He has to put me back in my place, like the evil ahole that he truly is. There is a chance that I need a different sports bra and maybe this accusation is a bit of a reach. I can’t blame him for everything. 

I still trip out that Maeve has no remorse and she just carries on with her stupid gymrat friends. Her gymrat cronies are too stupid to think through all of her doings and the evil that is in her. There is no judgement from them and they could be participating in her magic nonsense too. Who knows?  There will be always be interesting party tricks with her in attendance. She also has Treys sister still under her spell.  Her sweetheart image is “oh so fake!” She is so bitter that she is completely onboard with continuing to twist the knife in my back. You won’t apologize to me for sicking your evil Santeria practicing, attack dog cousins on me? You are so weird and so are the jackasses who support you. Screw you until the bitter end, as well, my enemies!

*I know your dumb as rocks gymrat friends don’t believe me, so I can’t wait to prove it to them! My account of events may be hard to believe but it’s not impossible. No one, historically,  has ever been able to prove that they suffered or were injured by a spell or hex, but hopefully that will all change soon. You are like that bitter ex wife, Betty Broderick, who is still sitting in jail, with no remorse whatsoever, for killing her ex husband and his new wife. She would have taken her crime to the grave, as well. She would have loved to be able to play it off, like you, and still be a free woman. I hope your ship and everyone on it, sinks soon! I think I have a few powerful people looking into this, so be forewarned! Let’s create a new law to give you the criminal punishment that you deserve! I don’t want you to continue to b.s. the world and breeze past the legal system, as if you are not hexing me. It doesn’t matter right now anyway, because there is no law against it yet, right? What you have been doing may be the outlier for what is considered a crime, in the future. I hope some good comes out of you harassing me in this creepy and most unbelievable way. I am anticipating more focus on this, if your jealousy triggers Evil E even more. I would like to think that you and your family are being watched right now, to see what other crimes you and Evil E are involved with. I actually don’t care what your dumb as rocks friends think either. You and I both know, what you are getting away with and shouldn’t be. Justice shall prevail soon! Fingers crossed! Say a prayer for me! (Not Santeria or any harmful magic, I mean.) I will accept the positive prayers and blessings from anyone else who reads this!

A funny stranger made me laugh yesterday

 I was at Marshals in Oceanside yesterday and someone made me laugh. The man noticed me. I still am not sure how people know who I am as I never have confirmation that they have read my blog and whatnot. Anyway he cracked a joke asking “Why does he only hex her? It’s not fair!” He must be sarcastic right? Evil E is great looking. Model good looks. Unfortunately he is a major Ahole who hates me. He is making it his life’s mission to torment me.. You do not want to be on this man’s bad side. I am blessed and spoiled in most ways. Evil E just loves to torment me in his free time …and his free time appears to be aplenty. He gets off on upsetting and humiliating me daily. I think he enjoys taking credit for being good at causing magical mischief.  Being a “mastermind of Santeria” is brag worthy for him. It’s not great. I don’t wish this on anyone. If someone were to be jealous of me, that can’t be why. You’re joking me right? I don’t love this man, how he lives his life, and what he is putting out into the universe. Some fool will probably fall in love him, anyway, warts and all.  Evil E loves pushing the boundaries of what he can legally get away with. He could probably kill me, if he tried, and get away with it. Even with this new notoriety I have, he can do whatever he wants to me (from Venezuela) and no one can stop him. At this point, the big question is, how could we collect any evidence and enough evidence to extradite him from Venezuela? Unfortunately, the only thing that he has been noted for, at this point, is finding new and interesting ways to be the biggest ahole imaginable. I think the general consensus is leave his ass in Venezuela and in the meantime, I will just have to live with his mental harassment, for who knows how long.

Irritation over your cultivated sweet and perfect image

You really pulled the wool over everyone in Santa Cruz! It’s so annoying! You are Miss suck up to everyone in sight there.  Yes I did hate you from the get go. I was obviously jealous that you were married to the man I wanted to marry. You are a natural show off, so you carefully illustrated how perfect your life was with him. Everyone is judging me for that. I admit that I stalked your social media. I sent one DM and made one public comment on his Facebook page, which scared the shit out of you apparently. Why didn’t Trey’s insistence on traveling down to Carlsbad prompt any action on him? Trey never got over me and traveled down to Carlsbad the whole time you knew him. We never met in person, so what’s the deal? You don’t place the blame on him? I was married with three kids. I was busy. You all ruined my life! You went crying to your crazy witch cousins down here and got them to “handle me.” Your handling of Trey was very different though. You kept your evil deeds a huge secret from your husband. Deny! Deny! Deny! Did it ever cross your mind that using magical hex spells on me could turn around on you? Why are you all putting your precious reputations and freedom in jeopardy? You were convinced that you would get away with it. You assumed that I wouldn’t tell anyone or that they simply wouldn’t believe me. You, personally, may have backed off a bit to let your cousins handle the situation. Thanks, bitch! You needed to focus on cultivating your image of being the perfect, devoted, sweet wife and woman. You were also living your best life with Trey and rubbing it in my face every second of every day! My jealousy must have given you a huge ego boost! Maeve is the big winner, right? You are annoying in many other ways too. You kiss up to the world. You have been enjoying Trey and your brag worthy life in Santa Cruz. I guess it’s sweet that you loved and appreciated your life with Trey. You were not going to let anyone steal him and your happy life together from you. It was precious to you. I get that and I would definitely feel the same way. But I wouldn’t go the extremely crazy route you did to keep my man. He obviously didn’t want to be kept by you anyway.  You couldn’t control him with Santeria, in the end. He eventually made his choice. You should have let him go, once he showed you that. Everyone has a dark side, but yours is so F’d up! This was your undoing with Trey. The witchcraft and the lies regarding that was a dealbreaker for him. You appear to still deny deny deny that you had anything to do with the hex. You asked for help from your witch cousins. You knew damn well what they could do. You asked them to do this. You agreed to take part in this. You said your piece. You were convinced that you would get away with it too.  You are just “talking s- to me, right? You were trying to scare me off, so I would stay away from your man. Fortunately, I have a relative who works in law enforcement. It’s a slow news day every day in Carlsbad, so this situation is being looked into! Your attack dog cousins may have moved back to Venezuela, but you are still here and it was all your idea, in the first place. I hope that law enforcement reaches out to you soon!  Everyone seems to know what’s happening, but we have not received closure or punishment for you yet. Your weird circle of friends in Santa Cruz seem indifferent to all of this. Are you still denying everything or are they just cold and stupid? You pulled the wool over everyone. I hope Trey’s family sees the light eventually. They are standing by your side and comforting you? You, your mother, and everyone in your weird family is full of it! I would be happy to let my witch ex daughter law go! You have put a dark mark on their entire family. I don’t think anyone expected how evil your family is and how it would cast a shadow on their good reputation.  Unfortunately, they don’t seem to get that yet. You probably put some sort of spell on them too! How cute! His last name starts with the word “Spell!” Girl, you are crazy and they are nothing like you! Don’t link  Christianity to Santeria! You are a hex casting witch, not some sweet innocent perfect person. You are a doing a great job playing that role for everyone around you though. I am, of course, glad that Trey has seen the light. I know damn well that you never admitted any wrongdoing though. Good to know that he finally escaped from your cutches! You are a huge liar and not a fit wife for him! You may be CrossFit but you are unfit, in so many ways. I hope your dumb as a bag of rocks, gym rat friends eventually see that too. I am not scared of the bitches you send down here to intimidate me either, even the ones on steroids! lol  I know the individuals, not in your family,  couldn’t cast a spell successfully anyway. I will take the evil eye from them. I just don’t understand why they would bother traveling all the way down to Carlsbad to do that for your sake? It’s very weird but you’re weird and a manipulative liar, so I get that you masterminded their opinions on the situation and influenced their willingness to do this crap for you. You cultivated this extreme level of devotion and defense from your cronies that is pretty impressive. I don’t think people would ever take time out of their lives to do weird shit like that for me?! Then again, I am not a witch or even the spoiled rotten, master manipulator that you are.

This is why I take therapy/nature walks on city streets

 https://vm.tiktok.com/ZP8NNPARB/

On second thought, I can’t deal with this much nature. Have fun on your wilderness hikes! I will not be joining you. It sure looks majestic though!

The moment I first got hexed

 It’s was unclear to me for a long time, how Evil E could get to me to initiate the hex. As far as I am aware, I never encountered him, in person. I don’t know if I told anyone this before but when I was living at my old house in San Pacifico on Halsing Ct, I started receiving visits from these individuals posing as solicitors or more so, “survey takers.” I have dealt with the census takers and maybe some other type of survey once before. But this was different. They came to my house three times total. Stephen had told me repeatedly to never open the door for strangers and for some reason, this time, I didn’t listen. On the one hand, I am not a child and I may have been rebelling to what he was instructing me to do. On the other hand, I wish I had listened to Stephen here. I didn’t see the potential danger in opening our door, as we lived in a very safe neighborhood. The individuals were acting sketchy too. I mean they looked young and unassuming, but they were looking in my windows and banging on the door, trying very aggressively to get my attention. It was weird and stupid of me to actually open the door for them. The “survey takers” were pressuring me to let them come in, so I could fill out an extensive survey. They wouldn’t take no for an answer and they said that they would keep coming back until I let them inside. I asked what the survey was about and they replied that it was about “cocaine use patterns of my household and my neighbors.” I was stunned  by what they were saying. I virtually froze there in front of them. These young adults came by themselves on three different occasions. I didn’t recognize them. They were speaking very loudly about cocaine and I was shocked every time they uttered the word. They repeated that they would not stop showing up at my house until I filled out the survey, which was extensive, and would take a long time to finish. I don’t know what happened next but they eventually left and never returned. Anyway their aggressive b.s. worked apparently. They got me in the end.