kudos or kayaks; a lesson in stalking

Oh Piermont how you never cease to amaze me.  It seems that the more time I spend there the more oddities seem to emerge.  Who would have thought I would become privy to a tale about not just some internet stalking but full blown im in your bushes watching you live stalking.

Now I as I assume many are guilty of the nefarious but always fun and time consuming past time of estalking.  I cannot claim to be of the highest of calibre; that title is held by a dear friend of mine, never the less I know my way around the internet.  Give me a persons name and im sure to find some sort of connection...usually.

Estalking is all good and fun especially since it is blatantly one sided.  As long as you follow the 'guidelines' and don't cross any boundaries, ie no telling the person you have seen them in their bikini etc, then no harm no foul!  Everyone is happy, one side finding the needed information to fuel the drive for more, the other living blissfully unaware of the evils that happens on the internets.

But no this is just too easy and I guess groundbreaking for some.  These people prefer to keep it old school and stay faithful to their craft.  These are the people who hide in your bushes, but not to steal your internets oh no to watch you undress.

This is apparently the very calibre of people who exist in Piermont.  People or in this case a person who refuses to take no or get the hell out of here as an answer.  No this is just the vindication they need to persevere because dammit they know they will one day win.  Hiding in the bushes seems almost trivial when you become aware that this is the same person who has not only sent verbose love letters to his desires place of work but follows the person around and cuts their food for them.  Yes that is correct cuts their dinner for them, as a nurturing mother would do to their infant this man finds the need to completely baby his infatuation.  Ever so charming and suave.

Diva week.  Is it a vh1 special or another viacom related production. No.  It is the name of the week devoted to his 'love' where he proceeded to give presents every day for a week.  

The point of this entry which seems to be lacking one is that how do these sorts of people exist.  And at what point do we have to place our blame not on the sad soul who lies about living with his mother, but the love interest who continues to perpetuate his advances.  Ive been told that she has been forward with the gentleman but if you really wanted it to stop I feel like you would try just a bit harder instead of toying with someone and their very essence.

I guess when you are rich you can toy with anyone you want.