the return of... chapstick boy!

that is it. fin. done. unwanted, unwelcomed, unsolicited, and unprecedented (for extra measure) male suitors! inappropriate communication and pursuit. may i be nice to you because i am a nice person, or do i have to bring out the bitch EVERY TIME? my stalker, aka "chapstick boy" reappeared this afternoon, but perhaps i do have God on my side because i was left alone. he stayed away, lest i make good on my offer to break his nose (i won't tell you what my sister promised to do). it ended up not being a big deal at all. it's the principle of the matter. people want to set me up sometimes. well, the last one stalked me (thanks, everyone), and the one in college turned out to be violent and psychotic. let me make my own mistakes. living alone on an island with books and a dog for a companion looks really appealing sometimes...