Okay...let's see:
1)I've dedicated a nice stalker song to him in the lyrics post
I broke into his house and tried on his clothes and *********ed on his couch.
I took pictures with my telephoto lense from behind the burning barrel in his yard.
With the pictures I took,along with the hair and blood samples, I made a doll that I cry on and sleep with every night.
I watch him at work...well....I watch him all the time....
I have identified myself as HIS stalker and no one elses (except for Chi...we have a long term lesbian...errr...it's an arrangement of sorts).
I think the bottom line is that he is just much sicker than I am.