*twiddles thumbs* Hey! What are YOU doing here!?

Anyways, this is my epic vessel, all you STALKeRS!
Don't worry. Stalkers are cool. Not the trench-coat ones though. Or the creepy ones.. Or the one that peeks through you're window and has a note book and is plotting world domonation.
Anyways, enough about stalkers.

But if you all are reading this, then you really ALL are stalkers! I mean, I could write anything on here. You could be reading this right now, trying to figure out where I live or something so you can kidnap all this awesome-ness, and this could lead you all one step closer to finding me. Therefore taking over the world.
You'll never take me alive! MWA HA HA HA!!

Alright, I'm a little paranoid.
I like chocolate. Seriously. If you offer me chocolate, I. Will. Take. It. No matter how dark you're sunglasses are. So... Don't offer me chocolate without being willing to actually give it to me.
Ditto food.
Ditto head phones.
I have this thing for pirates at the moment. Why? I dunno. *cough* Orlando Bloom *cough*
Currently, my foot is numb because I'm sitting cross legged on the dining room table. Why? I dunno. Cuz I'm a scurvy dog, me maties!
I'm a full born kiwi, and proud of it! (All Blacks ROCK, suckers!)

Did I mention that I speak wookie? I know a couple phrases that become very effective when I can't swear in front of 'civilised' land lubbers.
Moo ya wa!! = Go away.
Make sure to twist your face so you look terrifying to the ordinary stalker. If you have bear mask, that would work as well. Bring you're hands up like a pair of claws and pretend to swipe at the offending stalker. This could either look intimidating.
Or make you look like a retarded T Rex.

Also, I'm an anti-social little biatch. Gimme a book, story, song or band that you like and want me to check out, and I'll deffinitely get back to you :)

On Dat Note.
Live. Love. Laugh. Be Stalker-ish because, who cares? Make the most of life. And internet.