Eight Lives Left

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Well

I guess my intuition is still working just fine.

It’s all good. I’ll just take a deep breath and take a step to the right.

TIME WARP.


Ok, let’s do this in easy-to-understand terms

My phone number and address are listed in the phone book. If you know the body name then you can find us very easily on the Verizon Yellow Pages or just about any other equivalent site on the Internet. The fact that you have my name and address and phone number does not bother me because they happen to be public, meaning that they’re readily available for anyone with half a monkey brain.

So go ahead and post them. I am not threatened. I am not worried. I am not annoyed or upset or scared.

All that’s really been achieved by this latest installment of rampant wankertude is that I’m even more convinced that you’re a mental fucktard who needs some strong psychotropic drugs and a decent therapist. I could help you find a good psychiatrist and therapist, if you should ever decide to actually try to face up to your own issues instead of attacking people.

Your every effort to intimidate me is a source of amusement. The more you try to bully me, the more I see what a scared little boy you are.

That’s all I’m really going to say about it in this personal journal. Frankly I find writing about my trips to the Post Office more interesting than you. You’re good for some eye-rolley-he-did-what moments, but that’s about the extent of your attraction for me.

Please, go - get a life. You’re a professional, you’re educated, you must be reasonably ok looking - I don’t really see why you feel the need to hound Lea et al. Just say no to being weirdly obsessive.


The fucktard strikes

I’ve removed the whois information from a few posts below, at the fucktard’s request, even though it is publicly available. Go to whois.sc and do a search on spottedlop.info - that’ll be him.

Ask Lea for the whole story if you want it. Suffice it to say he gives me the heebiejeebies.


Sometimes

I just want to stop being pushed. I’m doing the best I can. We’re doing the best we can. Everyone’s doing the best they can, everywhere, in the whole wide world.


Whois is a beautiful thing

This, my friends, is the whois information for a mutard, a freak, and a general all around asshole kinda guy.

01/25/2008: I’ve removed the information at the fucktard’s request, even though it is publicly available. Go to whois.sc and do a search on spottedlop.info - that’ll be him.

WAAAAAAHHHHH.

It’s good to know these things.