Me: Just found your house! =D

E: lol.. and that's not creepy at all.

Me: Nope. We were taking furniture froma friend and they live on the same street as your Mustang.. You're not on my stalk list =D

E: I live down across the entrance, there's no parking at my house

Me: Ah, okie. Not that I'll use the knowlege of where you live or anything <=D Btw you left a light on on the west side..

E: Ooh, ok. I's sorry I quite literally just woke up..

Me: I know =D Don't forget to make your bed, you did that a lot last week..

E: I always get in trouble for that..

Me: I'd help but I haven't managed to find where you hide your outside key

E: Really? it's not that difficult. A stalker of your caliber should've had no problem.. tsk tsk dave.

Me: =[ It's under the mat, isn't it? I thought that was just an urban legend.. Never checked there..

E: dave dave dave.. never reject the classics.

Me: True dat. Don't worry about your bed, then, just go about your business..

E: aye-aye comrade.. Just do me one favor: spare the box on the shelf

Me: Oh THAT box. The fun box. =D Sure. Can I have the cat, tho? I luv to cuddle it.. It smells like you..

E: There's a cat?! huh..

Me: You didn't know you had a cat? His name is Arnold, he's quite friendly

E: Oh god.. This scares and intrigues me all at the same time..

Me: I can't believe you never noticed him.. Maybe it's cuz I always clean the cat hair off your bed before you get home

E: You know.. that could be it.. the missing yarn all makes sense now

Me: >_< Can't believe I forgot to replace that.. Go to work and it'll be back.

E: Ooh okay, thank you very much.. I was behind in my holiday scarf-making

Me: No problem. Ooh Ooh, what color is mine? 8D

E: lol.. what color would you like.. i might be able to plug one out.. maybe.

Me: How about that black one with a bee on it at the bottom of the basket? It'll help me blend in with the outside-your-window at night.

E: basket? and black w/ bee? ummm. i think you might be confusing my house with your other stalkee..

Me: Nah, the basket in your mom's closet where all the knitting stuff is. Isn't that what you use?

E: oh no.. that hasn't been touched in ages. My mom gave up knitting forever ago. mine would be the sloppy crochet-work on the desk.

Me: Oh, ok. That explains it then. I don't usually pay attention to what your mom is doing.. That'd be creepy.

E: you know.. i don't think creepy can even define it anymore..

Me: You're probably right. We need a new word that means the level of creepy when you put on someone's nail polish.. My thumb is still shiny.

E: lol. That's rad.. despite your protesting i always knew you liked it

Me: Lol yup. Tell anyone you know that and the fun box gets it tho..

E: lol. dang.. everytime you get something good you can't use it..

Me: =P That's because you're not me =D and if you were that'd be weird and I'd have to stalk myself.. Which would be too easy..

E: not necessarily.. you could make stalking yourself a challenge and that could be somewhat fun

Me: "Hmm.. What was my favorite type of cookie? Better leave some out for myself.." Could be beneficial! =D

E: it could be.. it would be like a new fun game..

Me: Yep, I'm totally doing that now. Although that'll take away my stalking time from you =[

E: it's okay.. i think i can relinquish it to a worthy adversary..

Me: Alrite, I gotta study for finals now.. Don't move the key, I have to get this nail polish off later.

E: okie dokie.. have fun