''One morning, I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas, I don't know.''
Friday, November 14, 2003
oh my fucking lord. i just read sara's post with claire's text messages in their entirety. sara, i only got the numbers one and three--definitely not the one where she called you an anorexic slut! or when she said you tainted him and his house! what the fuck? where do people get off, being that psychotically possessive? does she think sara even cares anymore, or is shejust trying to make herself feel better by pretending that she's got herself a much-desired man? (which she really doesn't by the way). in fact, tyler's popularity is going to sink in the future if he comes with a stalker bitch attached. i just can't even fathom the mindset that would lead someone to act in such an infantile manner. i know sara said that she doesn't see a point to confronting her, but the inner bitch in me would want to write her one hell of a scathing email, or call her up and very calmly point out her obvious mental problems, or call tyler and ask what the fuck did i get into here, put your little ho on a leash, and after all that not only would i report her to the police for threatening me (which i believe is worse if you use a telephone, she's going over state lines to make a threat) i would ALSO put her fucking cell phone number in every male bathroom i could find. but that's just me. mahatma ghandi i ain't. i think it's agood idea of sara to change her number to avoid any further harassment. it really isn't amusing anymore. i highly doubt that some little high school senior (ah the contempt) in fucking backwater COVENTRY is going to send sara a letter bomb or anything,but if she escalates and can't get over this weird obsession, that would be damned scary. freaky people!!! i hope tyler's happy with her...muahahhaa.
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