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Stalking 101

I now have added respect for those who get stalked and cope.

As I wandered around Oxford today I kept seeing chaps that could have been my stalker here, there and everywhere. Now I'm looking for him out of nosiness and the ego massage that is a young student wanting my body (the only possible reason for his antics and I'll keep telling myself that) but to those who are being stalked by sickos that seeing him everywhere must be hell.

Now someone I know who does psych research on people who have obsessions told me a few months ago about this lass who had a fixation on Duncan James from Blue and as I just posted a picture of him I remembered what finally stopped her obsession. She dreamt they had sex and he wasn't very good in bed.

We are an odd species.

As if to prove that my mind has oddly linked all this to Tom (which may or may not be his real name). Now Tom is not the most attractive human being on the planet but for some odd reason my screwy brain went all oddity on me and I got rather attracted to his. As I lie here on the floor (I like to spread myself out) I can't for the life of my work out why I wanted to...well you can guess.

Tom is circa six foot, stocky build, plump but not fat, has oddly dyed hair (which looks like someone dropped dye on his hair and ran for it), has more than his fair share of body hair and dresses in a student (which he is) tramp style. So why did want him? It was my Butch Walker and Tyson Ritter phase so I was into skinny chaps which makes it odder.

Probably for the same reason I fancy Allison Mack ... I have odd tastes (but Smallville is fun (Tom, Allison, Kristin, Eric and Michael (who I picture as he was on Zoe, Duncan, Jack & Jane).