Weirder Than Shit

apparently not.

That's what I was thinking.

A friend of my sister had to go into an institution. He's a schizophrenic. When he was released into a halfway house, his whole family had moved without telling him. Very sad.

i had an ex who beat the shit out of me on the corner of damen and oakley.

okay... i'm exaggerating.

she just hit me a bunch.

and ripped my shirt.

then said she was pregnant.

we're still 'friends.'

I dont think his family lived there because my parents live in a parsonage.
My parents phone number is a really easy number so I think maybe thats where he got it.

parsonage?

are you the only one that could ever love me?

your comments always confuse the bejeezus outta me.

Well, he's been posting everywhere else, so I figured he was ok. Either that or he's now a pod-person and avoiding this thread at all costs as not to give away his new true identity.

messages from the future

The only way it could have been freakier, was if when i picked up the phone, it was ME on the other end. I would have lost my mind on the spot.

If we don't hear from you for a few days... Who shall we tell the cops did it?
my best friend Vezza had a stalker friend once, checking her emails and shit w/o knowing for a while, luckily he was inCali, she's in TX.

parents live in a parsonage:
father is a preacher:
the only one that could ever love me:
was the son of a preacher man:
you're the daughter of a preacher man:
are we cool now?

*sings*

God gave rock n' roll to you, gave rock n' roll to you.............gave rock n' rollllll to everyone.

Yeah, i own that soundtrack.............i should keep some things to myself.

Isn't that the Bogus Journey soundtrack?

Nevermind. I'm an idiot.

[Edited on May 20, 2005 by Subrosa]

If it helps you feel like less of a dork, I sang that with my friend for a lip sync contest in grade school. And I own the Josie and the Pussycats soundtrack... there, now everyone will laugh at me instead.

No, Im a girl!

Update. Last night. 1:30 A.M. Phone rings, it's coming from some strange 800 number. I answer, "Hello?"

"................How does it feel now you piece of shit?" Click.

30 minutes later. I get the EXACT same call. I'm pretty sure the voice on the other end was a recording again.

Um, I'm at a loss.

Are we the only one's you've told, because I really do think the police may want to hear about that, if only to give someone with a gun a heads up that you may be in a bit of trouble.