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March 9, 2007
I had to tell Paul not to get weird on me. He's beyond smitten. He's completely infatuated. He emails four to five times a day, he calls me the moment I enter the house, he hovers around my car, and he leaves me gifts. I wish he didn't live three doors down from me. He can keep such close tabs on me and I can't consider it stalking. I told him that if he got too lovey dovey I'd have to kick him to the curb. That spurred a whole new string of apologetic emails and oops-I'm-sorry ecards. ugh. gross.