After my rape and in "NY" this week and getting my hand slashed with a razor, I checked to see if things would be better in "Atlanta." Helene cut off my receipt reimbursement program and I wanted to check for a cheaper place to stay sown there as well. When I got to Jimmy Carter Blvd at the end of my drive, just before Atlanta, one of the new STERNUM ULTRA ZAPPERS went off though I had thought those had all disappeared. When these mega ones go off, it kind of feels like the skin of my chest is being pulled off. It is implanted very deep under my skin, at the bone of the sternum it seems, toward the right rib connections. After I got these and the NECK ZAPPERS around my collarbones, one of the stalkers at the Garden City LA Fitness was keen to make a show of pretending like he was inspecting his own sternum and collar bones. Several from that episode now remain as NECK ZAPPERS and at least one STERNUM ~ULTRA~ ZAPPER is left too.

I stopped at a restaurant to get some food to bring to the hotel. When I was waiting for it, I asked to use the bathroom. The man, instead of just saying where it was led me down the hall and pointed it out to me. When he did, he leaned in about one inch from me and my SCROTUM ZAPPER started again. Maybe he turned by brain off and stabbed me in the balls. SCROTUM ZAPPER did not go off at all on the way down there but it went of when he leaned so close and few times after. Then I dropped off my stuff at the hotel and went to get some weed downtown. I drove around and smoked for a while and then I returned to the hotel room.