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Jun. 22nd, 2007 09:17 pmTo the person in the military uniform who sat outside my house today waiting for me to get home (no, I wasn't lurking in my house and hiding from you -- a neighbor told me you'd been by): Calling is customary before dropping by, even if we did used to fuck. My phone number hasn't changed since we fucked regularly and it's also listed in the local phone book in case you've forgotten it.
I find it rather presumptive of you to assume that you know the hours and times and whatnot of my life when you haven't spoken a word to me for approximately seven years. Plus, kind of creepy, there, bub. If you'd like to be polite and non-stalker, you'd do well to call first and set something up instead of loitering outside my house so that my neighbors can provide me with a physical description of you and ask if I have any idea why the hell you might be hanging around outside my house.
If you show up uninvited on my property again (and you know damn well that "my property" starts where the nasty PRIVATE, KEEP OUT signs are), I will ask you to leave. In all realities but your own, one does not SHOW UP UNANNOUNCED at the house of a seven-years-gone ex- and hope that he or she is home to talk to you. *sheesh* Okay, we parted fairly amicably, all things considered, but at this point, you don't have the right to show up at my house without asking first any more than you have the right to stick your dick in me without asking first. (For the libruls in the audience: My house is not on a public street where "just showing up" might be OK because of it being a public street or whatever. My house is located down an lengthy stretch of private road that runs over private property. There is absolutely no public thoroughfare to my house. To get to my house, visitors have to drive on a non-public road for more than a mile.)
I find it rather presumptive of you to assume that you know the hours and times and whatnot of my life when you haven't spoken a word to me for approximately seven years. Plus, kind of creepy, there, bub. If you'd like to be polite and non-stalker, you'd do well to call first and set something up instead of loitering outside my house so that my neighbors can provide me with a physical description of you and ask if I have any idea why the hell you might be hanging around outside my house.
If you show up uninvited on my property again (and you know damn well that "my property" starts where the nasty PRIVATE, KEEP OUT signs are), I will ask you to leave. In all realities but your own, one does not SHOW UP UNANNOUNCED at the house of a seven-years-gone ex- and hope that he or she is home to talk to you. *sheesh* Okay, we parted fairly amicably, all things considered, but at this point, you don't have the right to show up at my house without asking first any more than you have the right to stick your dick in me without asking first. (For the libruls in the audience: My house is not on a public street where "just showing up" might be OK because of it being a public street or whatever. My house is located down an lengthy stretch of private road that runs over private property. There is absolutely no public thoroughfare to my house. To get to my house, visitors have to drive on a non-public road for more than a mile.)
