I’m not sure if this is legit at all, but it really makes you sit a little uncomfortably. The journal is a must see.
So, what do you think, any chance of it being real? He used about 5 quicktime clips and then spliced them up pretending they are from a span of over a year. Her hair does seem to get longer across some of them.
Extremely disappoited site is not for real. The advertising space was a real good clue. Your basic, garden variety psychopathic stalker really doesn’t care about marketing.
I, for one, am glad this is not a real site. When I first looked at it I wondered where weirdo got those great headshots from. Stalkers usually don’t have professional photographers as henchmen.
Mega… I’m not sure I followed that last… either your shoes are creepy, but less so than the wbe site, or you’ve had a similar, yet less creepy, experience.
Well, if you look at the movie titled “You and some guy in your Jeep” and freeze frame it at the beginning when the jeep first passes, you can see the passenger flick him off, very clearly!!!
If it is true…that’s scary!
Roots&Radicals,
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I was skeptical, before it was confirmed that this is a hoax. It just seemed too by-the-numbers, with all the classic stalker behaviors. I don’t think there’s any stalker, or any anyone, who fits a profile perfectly.
“His eyes are as green as a fresh-pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard,
I wish he was mine, he’s really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.”
it’s the ‘similiar, yet less creepy’ bit. i could tell stories for hours about the weirdos i’ve run into, but i’d like to get into the shower soon, so i’ll just mention a few, so you get the idea.
last year, at the university, there was this guy that was EVERYWHERE i went. whenever i’d walk by while he was with friends, he’d whisper to them, and they’d all just stare at me. then one day in psych., i said jokingly to my brother (who was in the same class), ‘i think i have a stalker’ he turned around, pointed up and said, ‘you mean that kid with the orange hair in the corner?’ i turned around, and there he was, looking right at me. then the guy started showing up at my work, where he’d just sit there and watch me. he STILL does it. in fact, he was just there on thursday. when i told my manager about it, it was nearly impossible not to cry. it is really really freaky.
and now there’s this guy that i don’t know that’s been e-mailing me, telling me that he knows people that i know etc. etc. and when i asked him who these people were, he wrote me back, called me a bitch, and then told me he had a huge crush on me. (what a moron.) he also knows where i work, and i’ve never told him. so whenever somebody looks at me for an extended period of time, i get incredibly nervous and paranoid, afraid that it’s this guy.
i’m just hoping that these two guys are the same one, so that i can cut out the paranoia i get when people i don’t know, look at me weird.
hmm, then there was this other guy that showed up at the back door to my work at three in the morning. he asked a co-worker if he could see the girl with the funky socks, and when i got to the door, he asked me when i got off work. i told him that it wasn’t until really really late, but i guess it wasn’t late enough, because he wanted to get together. then he kissed me. he tried to kiss me again, so i shut the door in his face. obviously not hard enough though, because he sat out in the parking lot until the sun came up.
uhoh. i don’t even know where it’s from.
but it’s time to deickatize.
a bientot.
if wishes were fishes, we could walk on the ocean.
You guys that an’t get the video, you need to download the Quicktime plug-in, or I believe the newest version of Window Media Player will run them too.