An entry written with a profusion of threats and all-caps. You would believe me, too, if you didn't know how lazy and full of hot air I actually am. It would be fun if I actually did it though, right? Hmm, maybe I should.
Sunday, Feb. 06, 2005 - 15:28

Last night Miss Crazypants lost her key and so she woke me up at 2 in the morning, first standing out on the porch saying "oioioi" over and over to her most recent internet-acquired date, and then pounding on the door. I thought about just leaving her out there all night, but then I got up and unlocked the door. I was pissed and couldn't get back to sleep until like 5. Then a half hour later or something Miss Crazypants was up stomping around and woke me up again. Then around 8 she was up again, and, consequently, so was I.

ATTENTION, PEOPLE: I WILL GET BACK AT YOU SOMEDAY. I WILL WRITE A BOOK WITH A CHARACTER NAMED 'MISS CRAZYPANTS' AND YOU WILL RECOGNIZE YOURSELF. DO NOT CROSS ME AND THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH IT. ARE YOU AN ASSHOLE BOSS? I WILL WRITE ABOUT YOU, TOO, AND YOUR CHAUVINIST WAYS AND YOUR LECHEROUS LEERINGS. ARE YOU A NERD/ASSHOLE WHO SAYS 'WELL GEE KELSI, CAN I CALL YOU?' AND THEN YOU NEVER DO - HA, I WILL WRITE ABOUT THAT TOO, YOUR GOOD LOOKS DON'T EXEMPT YOU.

Um, who else.

ARE YOU A PSYCHO STALKER? WELL FUCK YOU, TAKE YOUR MEDICATION YOU DELUSIONAL MORON, I'LL WRITE A STORY ABOUT A GIRL WHO KICKS THE SHIT OUT OF HER PSYCHO STALKER AND THEN CUTS OFF HIS EARS.

ARE YOU AN ANNOYING AMBITIOUS LAW CLERK? I'LL WRITE ABOUT YOU TOO, JUST WAIT!