Bryce, if you’re reading this, quit stalking me.
So Bryce and I were working the load-in for Madrigal Dinner this morning, and we left early to get to a meeting for our COM class. Leaving there, the NCSU/FSU game was just starting, and I had plans to go to Ashley’s to watch the game, so I putter on out of the parking lot and turn north on Glenwood. Right behind Bryce. Okay, like 20 minutes later, I followed her into Ashley’s apartment complex, feeling completely stalkerish. Followed her like 10 miles up Glenwood, a left, a right, a left, a right. Yep. And what can I do? I don’t know where she was going, but I wanted to yell out the window, “Hey! I’m not following you!” Raleigh’s a big city. And we ended up not even in Raleigh. So how random is that? I really feel like I need to defend myself.
November 16, 2003
Not a stalker
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