So, it's 8:30 pm and I just got back half an hour ago from Jeremy's house. No, I wasn't invited, and yes, I'm stalking him. Just a little bit. I was over there Saturday night too (at midnight without permission - shh)... Anyway... tonight I went on a walk. It's weird 'cause I naturally stalk people. When I am aimlessly wandering the streets alone at night in the rain, there are three things I tend to do: Talk to myself (very loudly, laughing like a maniac, revealing my evil plans to the non-listening world), go to the newest place I've been introduced to (in this case, Jeremy's house/garage), and hit every mailbox on the way home (don't ask me why, I kind of wrote a song about it... it's my SPECIAL kind of OCD that I made up for myself. 'cause I'm special like that). Anyway I walked down by Jeremy's house and the dog recognized me. She was just sitting on the porch step like "please let me in... it's so cold... pleeeeeease?" I swear to God, this is the sweetest dog I've ever seen. She's a chocolate lab and really soft and nice. So I was like "oooohhh, poor wittle puppy" and looked at her. So she came running up to me. After playing with the dog a little bit and getting slobbered on, I was like "must take dog to door... can't leave out in rain..." so I walked up to the door and knocked (but not before tripping over myself and losing a shoe). Jeremy and his mom both came to the door and I was like, "I think your dog desperately wants to get inside... she came running up to me on the street." Jeremy's mom, who was on the phone at the time, smiled and said, "thank you." Jeremy just stood there and looked at me like "whaaaaa the fuuuuhhh?" Silly dumb stoner BOY (cute though) *cough* anyway. Quite self-satisfied, I smiled at his mom and walked away. Went a little further in the direction I'd been headed in and saw another person's house I'd been to before and was like, "whoa, they're NEIGHBORS! Like DUDE, man!" Then I realized, "hey this is pointless... I live the other way" and turned around and went home. Talking and laughing to myself the whole way, whilst whacking every mailbox on the way home with my slipnoose. ------------------------- SLIPNOOSE, n: A contraption, copyright by ME, consisting of a string with a slipknot on one end and a noose on the other. The slipknot is adjustable and the noose is well-made, so now you can hang yourself anywhere you go! ------------------------ This has been me rambling about stalking people (and their dogs), followed by a fucked up advertisement for MY prototype. Please do not copy my idea, I am going to seek a patent. Heh, I'd like to see what the people at the patent office think of this... Anyway, life is grand. I'm going to set up a new look for this diary. 'Twill be fun. Did I mention Dannie zapped both me and Jeremy and both refused to ask the other out? (Me, out of consideration for the fact that he doesn't want to, and him 'cause he doesn't want to...) Eh, oh well. He doesn't like me that way. But he does like me. Which is pretty cool. ------------------------ Oh, and I must mention that Matt White and Ben Moore are awesome depressed slightly mentally fucked people and I <3 them very much. And no, they don't have this url. It's just a fact. Anyway, goodnight all, I'm going to go neglect my homework and write notes to all my friends. Maybe I'll play around with my slipnoose a bit. And take some aspirin. I think I have acid reflux disease. Damn heartburn from Friday's pizza still hasn't gone away. Grr, argh. Yeah, anyway, bye bye <3 ~ Liz-Beth (PS. Should I start going as Elspeth? I think it's kind of pretty. And it's old and Celtic-ful, so it's pretty cool... Meh)