Holy Hashish in a Hookah...
Dudes, I was so totally stalked by a guy on a bicycle yesterday. It was creepy. I was looking around for somewhere I could charge my computer, and this guy comes out of nowhere and starts following me around. He kept asking me a whole lot questions like where was I going, where I lived, what my name was, and if he could have my number. I couldn't get this dude to go away. At one point, he pointed to Linsell House and said there was an outlet out there. Crazy Stalker Guy Translation: I think that's the perfect place to rape you. There is no damn outlet there. I just gave him a shit reason why that wouldn't work. Then, I told him to stop following me. He asked me why I thought he was following me. Um...because everywhere I go, you're right there. He said he wasn't following me. So, here's my question: If a girl accuses you of stalking her, what do you do? You go about your business, right? WRONG. This dude kept following me and talking to me. I eventually got rid of him, but the mofo creeped me out. You wanna know what makes the whole thing really scary? He doesn't even go to Wayne State! He goes to WCCCD!

Man, I had some really important stuff to say, but I forgot a lot of it.

Well, after I was stalked, I got a Slipknot song stuck in my head. The song is about, well, a stalker. Then, I remembered that I really enjoy Slipknot songs about stalkers. So yeah, when I get home, I'm definitely listening to them, even if I'm not listening to 'Knot right now.

In fact, I think I'll make a Stalker Mix. Yeah, I actually have enough songs about stalking/raping to make a mix. That sort of scares me now. I have three by Slipknot. One by Stone Sour. One by 40 Below Summer. One by Cradle of Filth (not so much a stalking song as a kidnapping/raping/killing/necrophilia song). That gives me six songs...
I wonder if this library has the movie The Collector...

They do...sweet. I'm checking that out. I'm also checking out Selena. Hey, Selena had a stalker too. I just remembered that.

See, this is how my mind works. Something happens, and I get stuck on a theme. Okay, I really need to stop talking about stalkers. Let's move on, shall we?

I got an e-mail from Tania five minutes ago. That made me happy because I haven't talked to her in about a month. I told her to let me know when I can call her. I'm still obsessed with finding out when the house in Mexico is going to be ready. I am so going down to Mexico with them when it's finished. I might end up staying. Okay, they probably won't let me stay. Oh, yeah, the water...