I have set things straight with the Irish stalker and I am not being stalked any more. Well, he wasn't really stalking me as such, but 20 sms messages, various (unanswered by me) phone calls, drunken midnight voicemails, facebook private messages and emails - I really DID feel quite stalked. So I have in polite words told him, that I do not want a relationship and that his manic behaviour was taking me back to bad places I didn't want to go any more. I think he understood. I now only get about 5 sms, 1 facebook message and a couple of phone calls a day. Don't get me wrong, he is a very interesting and charming person, but I can't cross the line of even thinking about sex with him and it doesn't help that he talks AT me instead of WITH me. Maybe I have just become way too precious about my life and its little cosy ups and downs and don't want a major life change. But is that so bad?Looking forward to Thursday when a very dear friend (female) is coming to visit me for the day and then the weekend, when I will see my friend Kittie again (this time for real). So you see, there really isn't any space, time or place for a man in my life. Plus of course, Isis would not be willing to give up her space in my bed at night. Muuuhaaaahaaaa ....
I sent my email address to hepkittie c/o the nomads asking her to give it to you. Don't let her forget.
ReplyDeleteoh good, i will ask her to log into the nomads when she is here on the weekend :) x
ReplyDeleteHave fun with you friend.
ReplyDeleteI am the same way. My life is fairly settled, and I like it that way. I also like not having to share the TV remote control. Ha.
Love you, SB.
valid point sb ... i am more worried about sharing my bed, my books and my crochet hooks though LOL.
ReplyDeletelove ya too
k xxx
Glad that the fellow got the message.
ReplyDeleteI think the love heart should be in the same place on both sexes: ... ie "below stairs" ..!
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