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Monday, 23 August 2004

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Marsha

Unbelievable! The lengths some people will go to for a power trip.

Something similar happened to me in college. I wasn't scared, exactly, but wary. The guy called me maybe half a dozen times over two months. I could never get a bead on who it might be, although he talked plenty and left notes at my apartment. Years later - I mean like six or seven - it hit me like a ton of bricks and out of nowhere who it was. In retrospect it was completely obvious and I'm embarrased that I hadn't realized at the time. Even ickier, I later dated the guy not knowing he was the creepy phoner. We didn't date long, and the realization of who is was helped inform why I wasn't comfortable with him - so maybe on some level I knew?

Anyway, enough of All About Me. Think hard - but not too hard, you know? Try and approach it like peripheral vision - if you don't stare directly at the problem you might better see the answer. Yuck, yuck, yuck. When power and sex gets mixed up, ugly stuff can happen.

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