However, it's just come to my attention that a friend of a MAIN stalker/harasser is was on my friends list. I'd like to believe it was a completely random, innocent thing. But being that this chick has gone from stalking good friends of mine to harassing me and hacking into my email/website, I can't take any chances.

I'm sorry, shakerhyde, but even though I no longer keep up with this journal, I'm not letting you - or her - read my private entries. Like I said above, I'd like to think you found me on your own and didn't know this chick was harassing me. But if you DID know and were perpetuating her delusions and insane, fanatical actions then karma's really gonna get you.

People believe, thought Shadow. It's what people do. They believe. And then they will not take responsibility for their beliefs; they conjure things, and do not trust the conjurations. People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales. People imagine, and people believe: and it is that belief, that rock-solid belief, that makes things happen.

current mood: awake

German cannibal tells of fantasy

So... if you VOLUNTEER to be killed and eaten, will the authorities then deem the party guilty of killing and eating you guilty?

And will LJ suspend my account for posting this?

Paranoia runs rampant
among the self-proclaimed profound
"JEALOUSY!" they cry
consequential to a sense of inadequacy
Wallow, poor Souls,
for nothing shall redeem
save a renovation of one's own mind

current mood: amused

Just a note to anyone thinking of posting anonymously here: IDENTIFY YOURSELF or I WILL make everything here friends-only. Stalkers = uncool.

washes

EVERYTHING

"I'm going to be 25... that's a quarter of a century. Makes a girl think."  - Sugar Kowalczyk

current mood: sleepy

unclejustin

From gelatinous80: Midget tossing

Guess who's going to see DAVID BOWIE!!!!

texasfanboy

Tonight my ego was boosted muchly. When we walked into the bar I was accosted by some guy playing pool. "You're Chris Taylor!" I recognised him as the KJ who hosted the fixed karaoke contest that Kelly and I had participated in. The guy proceeds to tell me how pissed he was that I didn't make it into the finals and how I would've gotten 1st or 2nd place in the contest. Apparently, he pled his case to the "judges" and was going to give me a special invite to the finals... but he didn't have my contact info. He said he searched for me at the contest the next week. But yeah, he went on for, like, 10 minutes about how he was really upset that I didn't make it and how I would've won. "And you sang Queen! No one sings Queen!" It really made me feel good... despite the fact that my voice is going and tonight was pretty bad. But I've discovered I can sing Jefferson Airplane songs really well. Ya, gimme the impossible songs to sing and I ace 'em, but the "regular" ones I can't do with a sore throat.

Oh! Oh! And they had ERASURE!!! If you don't already know, I ADORE this band. So I sang "Chains of Love."

Dinner with Kit and Derek is Wednesday night instead. What kind of wine goes with pasta? Cos the alcoholic in me is gonna bring wine. Sorry, I meant lush - alcoholics go to meetings. (No offense to anyone who is or who has alcoholics in their family)

I should prolly attempt to sleep and get in to work early tomorrow. Today's attempt was pathetic.