And So It Ends -- But It's Going Out With A [Hilarious] Bang.

Update #1 (4/19/2007): Yet another lame attempt from Colleen pretending to be someone else in an effort to know why the relationship with her went sour (See the 3rd/4th comment in this entry, and the 1st comment in the very first entry of this blog to see her first attempts). She talked to me via the instant messenger embedded in this blog to the right. This time she pretended to be an Allison. I let her believe that I didn't know who she was -- though she easily gave it with her questions, assumptions, choice of language, and punctuation (Compare this conversation with her emails). You can read the entire conversation I had with her here.

Update #2 (4/20/2007): ...And she comes back yet again. This time I had to tell her that the jig was up and to leave well enough alone. Part of me thinks that I was being too mean to her. But then again, she tried to have me murdered. So why should I care about how unpleasant my typed words were to her? Read the entire conversation here.

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Awesome, I just turned 21. Anyway...

Unfortunately, I just haven't had the time to make updates because of school, work, family, etc. As it stands I have 150+ unreviewed voicemails and I have neither the time nor the motivation to continue on with this blog, even as short-lived as it was. So, yes, I've decided to do away with the blog, and what better day to do so than today? Why? Because I just walked in the door to hear a ringing phone.

The person calling? Why it's Colleen of course (This can only end in hilarity now). And she's assumed, like always, that I was home but ignoring her calls all day. So she decided to leave lots of delightful emails and voicemails expressing how she was feeling. She even called information to find out the number to my job and spoke to my manager looking for me. In actuality, I had just come home from spending the previous day and night over a family member's house and wasn't aware that she was trying to get in contact with me. Colleen and I talked for a little bit (2 and a half hours). She was questioning whether I wanted to continue seeing her, and I told her that right now I just didn't have to time to be in a relationship with anyone because of life's other obligations. She was thankful that I gave her an answer that she wanted to hear so she could stop being in limbo. And then, just as I expected, she crafted a fictitious reason to get pissed-off. Of course that's normal for her to do. The difference this time is that I think she finally blew a gasket, and she's promised to have me "jumped" by "her people." For what reason? I don't know. I mean, it's no secret that she's crazy, but this is a new level of psycho for her. Alas, I gave her my address and await the fulfillment of that promise with a smile on my face. In the meantime, together we can read the thoughtful emails and listen to the wonderful voicemails she's spent her day making just for me.

Even as I write this last entry, I've gotten a call from a "Mario" telling me "to leave Colleen alone." LOL, I don't even talk to her unless she calls me while I happen to be home, or unless she sees me while I'm at school in the middle of something and she walks over to bug me. There was no real time to be with her, hence why I had to call things off.

Even though it's been a short ride, it's really been fun. I'll see you on another blog. And now I leave you all with probably the best post of the blog. Enjoy.

The Emails:

When I came in the door, answered the phone, and told her that I hadn't been home the whole time; she tells me: "In that case, I left some nasty emails, but now that I know that you weren't home (um, duh?), just ignore them and delete them." Here are the emails in detail:

And now the voicemails. Let's start with the phone activity logs though. Brought you to by Vonage (her calls to me are highlighted in red, my calls to her, in green):

The last call to her at 10:42pm was actually just a mistake when someone else at my house pressed redial. I haven't bothered to count how many times that is that she called, but freakin' woah.

And finally, here are all the voicemails she left from the first to the last (Dec. 19th to the phone threat on Dec. 20th) - 8min 29sec:

( if the Odeo stream isn't working, try listening to the voicemails here)

Now who would want to date a 27-year-old woman that acts like that? Unfortunately, I did at some point. -- Oh, and yes, you did hear her flushing a toilet purposely as a voicemail (twice). I didn't quite understand that one either. And no, that guy in the last voicemail couldn't sound any more like a chump even if he tried. I'm just happy that he thoughtfully left the death threat (a criminal offense) on a recorded message so that I can take it to the police tomorrow morning :)

Oh well, I hope you all enjoyed this short little adventure. I know I did. I'll see you all around.