the year of the stalker

since i feel like i'm about two minutes away from changing my phone number to get rid of the stalker/former friend-with-benefits (aren't there disengagement rules for fuck buddies written in stone somewhere?), i'd just like to say that any future such relationships will be entered into with a little bit more caution. after screening my calls, ignoring him online, and telling him in plain language that i don't want to see him anymore, he's started calling my friends to get ahold of me. it's only a matter of time before i have somebody in blue deliver him a restraining order.

FYI... some people would consider me "girl-next-door cute" but i'm not beautiful. i don't have beer-flavored nipples or anything. i do have a good time in bed, but i haven't exactly been nominated for any international awards in the area. i'm smart and, on occasion, funny, but you pretty much have to be on my level to appreciate either of those things. i don't really cook, and i only clean when the clutter around me gets too distracting for me to function. i'm a flaming liberal in a community of conservatives. a solid 95% of my focus and my (platonic) love goes to people under the age of 20. i don't know what my plans are for next year, so i'm not a good long-term bet for local guys. somebody, anybody, please explain to me why this guy won't move on.