Ring Ring - Click
Someone keeps calling me from a payphone and hangs up without leaving a message.
They should either stop calling or leave a message.
Maybe it's a mime.
Update - Apparently the mystery caller decided to leave a comment here (now deleted) that illustrated their lack of grammar as well as some severely poor spelling. Must be a homeless mime.
They should either stop calling or leave a message.
Maybe it's a mime.
Update - Apparently the mystery caller decided to leave a comment here (now deleted) that illustrated their lack of grammar as well as some severely poor spelling. Must be a homeless mime.
10 Comments:
Basically I am not angry, I am only helpless. This reality consist of million different realities. Each mind creates it's own. We are here to constantly learn as we have different paths we do this in different unique ways (usually from one another), and we are on different levels of understanding of this reality depending on our experiences, that is the only reason we are here - learning. Merging is one of the most important issues in this dual reality.It was never so obvious to me. For some people is very natural. I know it feels great eternity in a single moment.
But the right combination has to occur. I am aiming high. There are a lot of firewalls we have to pass before we can create great and strong relationships, our ego is one of the most dangerous one, that is what I am working on right now, I take it very seriously.
My grammar is terrible and spelling to, and I am temporarly "homeless" too. But you know what, I don't give a fuck about it. That is all for now.
I want to live in peace right now, I have to much on my head, two dogs, business and many more. Stay in peace and God bless you.
I decided to leave the preceeding comment in because, well, I think it speaks for itself.
Sort of. Well, actually... I have no idea what they are trying to say.
Their profile is a dead account, so it's just another anonymous hack hiding behind the safety of a monitor somewhere.
Stay in peace, lessonehome.
That's, uh, very strange.
Poor Alistair!! It sounds like you have a stalker. You should consult Adam Curry for advice--he has two stalkers.
I had a stalker once... big, blond, nordic lesbian who might have been more attractive if a) she was happy with herself and had that sexy-self-confidence thing going, and b) she didn't freak me out by swimming at my ex-pool on my shift, and hang onto the edge of the pool and gaze longingly up at me while I guarded. (she'd also follow me from pool to pool, as I rotated outside or inside, and eventually asked for me at the front desk so she could deliver a handwritten love note)
Stalkers are scary. If you have any idea who this is, take steps to protect yourself!
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Alstair take the action don't wait!
That is a smart idea, as smart as publishing lessonehome. But remember to every action will be reaction. In the future be very careful what you do. Exercise the good ethics, at work place, home-is most important - general idea is don't harm the one you with and community.
Commenting: on your sort-of-friends comments only proves to me
(except this humble guy Derek)
how much this society is based on paranoid scarecity.
Curious.
Above is a comment from a new user - conlusion - which is also a dead-end account on Blogger and shares the same grammar, spelling and unique viewpoints as lessonehome.
Could this be the same person using a new account? I think the answer is pretty obvious:
Col. Mustard in the Library with the Rope!
And you're sure Finnegan can't type?
Alistair--your stalker may be privy to the fact that we are only "sort-of-friends", but when the "big one" hits, feel free to come over to our our house for some old bottled water and expired granola bars. 'Kay?
You can even shit in my bucket if you want.
[doo dee doo doo]
(Twilight Zone theme music, in case you didn't recognize it)
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