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After thirteen hours at work today (and two meetings that I wanted to learn things that weren't discussed and discussed thing that weren't learned) I was followed home by a car. I turned off Northway onto 13th and I noticed a car behind me. Turned off of thirteenth onto 11th and it turned as well. Turned off of 11th to 14th, and it turned as well. Turned off 11th to the alley. It turned as well. I pulled into the garage and when I got out and ran to the alley to see where the car was, it was at the end of the alley turning right back onto a main road.

I'm in that tired out, over-stressed, under-energized stage, post-shaking and teeth-chattering, where if that person had stopped long enough for me to talk to them I'd probably start throwing shit at them and looking for something that could be used lethally.