HiiiIiiii everybody! We have food. We are living the life! I mean we are FREAKING OUT! We are having lentil soup, naan, biryani, something else
(kebab), and Greek salad with Pepsi. She has things to show us from Amazon!

This is good quality cutlery! She is very happy they remembered the cutlery because she has had to use her emergency disposable flatware from the desk drawer TWICE this week.
She also got THIS:
They gave her some form of tapenade and she is unsure of what it is and how to eat it. No one has contacted her at all about Nader, not even DeeDee the DumDum DooDoo Head! Nobody! She has NO updates.
She did NOT have therapy today. Gigglegunthiccup. She is doing it starting March 1st and 11am! REGULARLY.
Tomorrow BBJ is going to the vet. Did you get your son his booster since you spent all day trying to get his former potential step-dad tossed in jail? If she doesn't go tomorrow to the vet...nevermind. She knows NOTHING about Nader and DeeDee she has NOT talked to them.
HI POLICE!
She slept a lot today the antibiotics may not have worked. Chantal might have to go back to the clinic for more antibiotics. Her bladder is still messed up and giving her spurts. The innocent and naïve Fuppalo did not know what was going to happen when she said that she would show Nader and then went to the police.
X. Nader has not tried to call her. What she can tell us, is that...it's a mixed bag because...is she...ready for like a huge legal battle? No! She is pretty sure no one is but...<insert disgusting chewing> Our Martyred Lady of Beezemestic Guntbuse finds this all very overwhelming. <insert disgusting chewing>.
This doesn't look good for her, because...well. She waited so long. Regardless of the outcome, it's over. Chantal is clearly trying to talk about something else with her Amazon haul and starting the stream with food.
SO ABOUT NADER: He made her doubt herself and her motives.

<Insert Disgusting Slurping>. She hopes that speaking out will help. In her case she didn't even realize the situation she was in. She keeps hearing D2 in her mind, his mom was sick, she doesn't want to ruin his life, he was crying. She feels REALLY bad. BuUUuURrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppp THROATCLEAR. Alright.
Chantal is feeling pretty low energy. We're back to eating and blithely saying hello or thank you for all the support from actual victims of violence. She is reading things.
SO ABOUT NADER: SHE REMEMBERS SAYING SOMETHING AT HIS HOUSE ABOUT REVENGE. MAYBE TEACHING HIM A LESSON. Hmm. Maybe. It's all so unclear. She was pretty high at the time. I mean she doesn't know if she has a chance in H-E double hockey sticks! But anyway...we need to look at her Amazon haul. We are changing the subject for real this time. No more Nader talk.
That would be a wise move on your part.
The zuper chats are still rolling in. She is milking this. She likes Afghani food. MmMmMmMmm oooooooohhhh mmmmmmmm the sex noises. Oh yessssss...this just lentils lentil soup is amazing. She is NOT giving up on the women who need her and who have been there for her. She is stepping into her role as the brave Aries taking a stand for women everywhere.
Buurrrrppp. Burrrplleeehurrrpp.
SO ABOUT NADER: The thing is she went to the police station, she told HeR sToRY of what happened. She is gathering whatever she has, he will gather what he has, he will have people help him and did she want it to turn out this way? OF COURSE NOT. She has to just keep telling herself it DID HAPPEN. He DID do these things he is LYING and trying to make HER look crazy and abusive. SHE. IS. THE. VICTIM. Yeah so she said things about him?! It was out of ANGER. She is allowed to be angry.
We are totally doing OF tonight. Giggle ha ha. We are going to see what it is like because mm it's gonna be good.
People are going to try to beat her down and revoke everything she knows it! She knows!
She told the detective about his friend asking her to show her breasts for $50! Sharmuta.
She is just waiting to hear the court date and looking for information to prove everything. She needs to go to the
"washroom" and will be right back
(lolwut? When did this word enter your vocabulary?).
SHE IS ACTUALLY SCARED. The food is so good. Oh. My. God. MmmMmMmMm oh she cannot even TELL YOU HOW GOOD. Fuck. Yes. Afghani food is so good. Mmmm. The trash is tossed to the side.
SO ABOUT NADER: She has to keep paying the iPad until it is paid off because it is under a contract.
THIS IS HER NEW MICROPHONE!
NO SING!
She just feels scared. Burrrpp. She feels like she is affecting his life but she HAS to keep telling herself HE DID THIS HE DID THIS. SHE IS THE VICTIM. BLOCKED FOR SHIT MESSAGE UNNAMED VIB FUCK OFF THIS IS A HUGBOX HERE.
Oh we also got theeeessee:
A charger, a memory foam Fat Fucker Foot Rest, a new candy dish! With saltwater taffy!!!!!!!!
She told the detective she doesn't want her stuff back and she gave him the iPad she is not petty she is a good woman. He can have it whatever! She is just going to be HONEST. SHE SWORE AN OATH TO BE HONEST! She was HONEST yesterday she was asked if she would have gone to the police if she was still with Nader and she said that she probably would not be. REGARDLESS OF HER INTENTIONS, REGARDLESS. And she is NOT vindictive she needs JUSTICE she is thinking of other women and she is hoping they are safe. Did you know you can go to jail for being dishonest!?
When she was trying to recollect she would say if she didn't remember she didn't make up ANY stories. SHE IS A VICTIM. She was in an actual interrogation room! A real one!
Not like the ones on television eh?
Chocolate covered cherries were also acquired. She also bought a ton of hats to cover her massive melon. Oh. Beeze right back! She needs to go back to the bathroom!
Chantal needs Advil, Pee has none, they try to sound witty and like they don't both loathe each other. She bought so many cancer caps. So many. A VIB has caused us to have to sit here in silence while she stares at her phone like a complete sped because she is able to read e-mails on her phone from VIB instead of having an excuse to blow her off. The Hater Beezer Crew is running around spitting facts.
YOU NEED TO LEARN THE LAW. SHE DID NOT GET A DUI THE COP LET HER GO SHE WAS NOT THAT HIGH. AND YEAH HER DOING DRUGS DOESN'T NEGATE WHAT HE DID. Tessa is bugging her about when the court date is.
Get fucked Tessa. <Insert Cat Deflection>.
Roman wants to do this cooking thing. Whiney concerned voice is creeping in. Can she do it? Should she? All the VIB are telling her no. Ramona might be upset. Fuck this then we are having candy from the new dish and talking to Sam in the BBJ voice. Mmmmmm oh this taffy she got on Amazon in bulk from China! Mmm!

Yes, we got a mini refrigerator! She has to pee AGAIN. She thinks she might have a bladder infection. She is rushing to the bathroom while also calling Sam. The new miniature refrigerator matches her iMac.
Why are you peeing and calling the cat over to you at the same time Chantal?
Chantal has returned without flushing or washing her hands. She thought she had to pee but she couldn't go. That's all. No need to wash hands. What should she do with the refrigerator? She bought it without a solid plan. A VIB wants to know if there's cheesecake in it. Stupid ass this isn't the second drawer of the desk it's a refrigerator. We only put food where it DOESN'T belong.
She of Many Folds found a way to make her streams only visible to members, isn't that cool? Huh? Huh? Isn't it!?
That won't stop anyone Gunt.
The VIB and everyone else trying to talk about relevant things are being ignored as she tries to figure out how to plug in her minifridge and blocks a really crap troll attempt. She is going to use the refrigerator for soda. Now give her a few minutes she needs to rearrange stuff so she can get her Fuparator set up.
WHAT DOES HER DRUG USE HAVE TO DO WITH ABUSE!? WHAT ABOUT THE OUTHOUSE? THERE IS NO EVIDENCE YOU ARE INSANE. NOT EVEN THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF EVIDENCE. NO DRUG USE HAPPENED OTHER THAN WEED. Ma'am there's a thread I'd like to show you...
She's just setting her little area up, she's perky and in such a good mood tee hee! Your mean messages do not affect her.
"Oh no honey you are watching me thrive. Yeah." X.
She even TOLD the detective yesterday she was the one buying all the drugs when they were doing them together. So here she is! Free as a bird! What bird? Probably a goose being slated for foie gras. She knows the police will act like her friends to get information but even the officer that came to her house that one time told her that even if they caught her, or she admitted she was doing drugs, they can't do anything if she's in her own home and not selling them.
Okay Coketal.
The candles from Grammar Police are casting a subtle electronic glow over Box Mountain 3.0 - Upstairs Edition:
Chantal has wandered off again, presumably to the bathroom because for whatever reason, certainly not because of her poor adherence to taking her medications...she might have a bladder infection. Sam knows she didn't wash her hands, but he needs some kind of interaction. She also bought some strip lights and will be putting those up. She is so excited that the refrigerator is working and now she can worship at the altar of Lord Beetus without having to go sit in the kitchen. Somewhere in this haul she also bought herself a new razor. Fupaglide! (Men's Gillette Pro-Glide)
NO SING.
She hasn't bought a home security system nor looked for a new place to live. She wants to rent a house. She is sCAreD though. Chantal has been compulsively sneezing and then taking huge disgusting breaths to try to hold the next one back.
The police are WELCOME to go to the Outhouse of Cryptids to investigate if that is what they want to do. Whatever. Chantal is going to do a poll. How exciting...she doesn't even know what to ask without the VIB giving her suggestions. The question is, Do you Love me?
Tessa is talking.
"People didn't like you last night Tessa." HAH, GET FUCKED TESSA!
OF is at 10:30 tonight! Despite the hundreds of dollars from a ravenous horde of Fupa lickers she's got to go! Oh boy though another poll! PUBLIC EXECUTION!
Ohhhh lucky VIB! She gotta go.
BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!