So I didn't get my CRT, but now I have a stalker!

He had given us one address, we got lost trying to find it, and when we found it, it was an apartment. He didn't give us a phone number or apartment number. We waited there for an hour, then left.

If you didn't read my other journal, I had found a used 17" Samsung CRT, so I was going to purchase it.

6:15 PM jm: dude
6:16 PM me: Hey
Sorry about what happened
We got lost when we got there
and we arrived at around 5PM
6:17 PM jm: uhh pay phone?
6:20 PM me: We looked around, but we couldn't find anything, we got there late, so we thought you left or something, so, we waited for about a half an hour downstairs, then left. You didn't give us a phone number either.
6:22 PM jm: did u come by car?
me: no we took the bus
and walked
6:23 PM jm: i think i saw u
was ur friend wearing a hat?
me: yes
jm: so hows centennial

(NOTE: it took me two minutes to reply, as me and my friend discussed how fucking creepy that last comment was)

6:25 PM me: how do you know that?
jm: i'm a genius
6:26 PM i heard u have a business that specializes on computer repair
6:28 PM me: Where did you obtain that information?
6:29 PM jm: dont worry dude
i'm not a hacker
me: Well then where did you get that information from.
6:30 PM jm: anyways do u still have cathode ray tubes inside ur pc
6:35 PM me: I never had any cathodes inside my PC.
jm: cool
6:36 PM i'm playing
me: ?
But where did you find this information?
6:38 PM jm: dont worry man
continue with ur life
6:39 PM forget about the monitor dude
just get a LCD
CRTs are heavy and gay
6:40 PM me: So do you even have the monitor?
Or did one of your friends at York University get it?
6:41 PM jm: lol
6:42 PM good facebooking
me: Well, two people can play that game.
jm: nope
i only saw ur facebook pics
in ur albums
but yeah
i have the monitor

At that point, I blocked him.

What a fucking creepy mother fucker.