I can't believe I have a stalker. It's so exciting. It's always been an ambition of mine to have a stalker, and now I do. It's like Christmas has come early.
Love your work, nameless stalker.
In other news, I am wearing my favourite blue wifebeater today. Yes, I am channelling Pete. Do you know that in the seven or so years I've known him, I don't think I've ever seen him out of a blue wifebeater and a flannie.
I even have a photo of myself and Pete together wearing the same wifebeater.
I wonder if he has multiple blue wifebeaters and flannies, or if it's the same one.
I guess it's one of those mysteries we'll never know the answer to.
I am hungover from too many champagnes at the pub. Have a nice day.
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Why don't I have a cyber stalker?
Do cyber stalkers have cyber flower pots they sit on outside the cyber pub?
Do they hide behind cyber poles and go through your cyber garbage at 3am?
Do you want me to cyber stalk you?
I believe my stalker once called me bootylicious. Though personally I prefer the term bootystitious.
Unless that was a different stalker.
Can you make me up a spreadsheet in Excel so I can keep track of the different stalkers??
Where's my stalker gone??
That's the problem with stalkers these days - they give up too easily.
I WANT MY STALKER BACK!! Wah
Yes! Town Bike, you are quite right. It was the 3rd March, 2003 -your 23rd birthday. I made up a fake Vogue forum account - "C.W Lover", and was all, "Happy Birthday Cwarnes. You're just soooo bootylicious!"
Cringe. But I was obsessed. I meant to follow it up the next year, but I kind of forgot... and I think you were badly struck down with a bad case of Chrones'(sp?) and were off the scene for a long time anyway.
That drove me crazy, I must say... but I was too proud to ask what was going on... you hear me... TOO PROUD I TELLS YA!!!
I am not the least bit bootylicious, by the way. I have no arse to speak of.
By the way, I think you know more about my life than I do. I'd completely forgotten about throwing idiot's underwear onto the roof. Though that was pretty funny.
P.S. It's Crohn's Disease... it's fantastic. Miss C and I both have chronic diseases now and we LOVE IT.
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