Before Christmas I started pinging this poem to Lance L. in installments but since the official end of my contract to stalk him (no, NOT the creepy psycho kind of stalking!!), I thought . . . more
"Gahh, sorry -- visitor, and now I have to leave and BECAUSE of the visitor, I will be LATE TO DINNER WITH LAELA. So... hello, buh-bye, will answer provisions Q later, back later tonight! Ta!" more
mid-life, reasonably intelligent, able to hold my own in conversation and text, interested in what makes people tick, and otherwise neither too weird nor too boring. Says I. Don't argue.
Now, as long as you're not arguing, go check out my website at www.tracyfabre.com!
On Gather, I'm Looking For ...:
writing/publishing connections, and a little fun! (so far, so good).
Your not an ?inept? stalker. I think I was just a little too advanced for you. Can't create a good set of stalking habits and skills if the stalkee keeps handing you the "pee jar."
