Thank you. For some reason it does not want to post my Vin. Oh well. Post aways people.

Post a picture of who you think is "So hot, want to touch the hiney."

I almost had criminal charges laid on me back when I was about 13. There was a bomb threat called into my school. They found out the person's name, and it so happened to be the same as mine. I ended up getting charged for that one as well even though it was not me. They eventually figured it out and the charges were dropped.

Maybe not. But one has transformeth one into yon llama.

We can get wet without water, bleed without injury, make boneless things hard, and make men eat without cooking.

It would need to be a pretty big coin made out of gold and titanium, encrusted with diamonds and other precious gems.

Thank you all so much for your advice. I am meeting up with another mutual friend today to talk about it. And then we are going to take it from there. Even if I do lose him as a friend I still want to to try to see if I can help him before I do. I know that a lot of you might think I am nuts, but I just cannot see a friend suffer.

Yes it is the same person. Good memory. Like I said he seemed fine for awhile, so I thought that he actually got some help. But then it happens again tonight. My mind is just boggled right now.

Stay away so somebody else can get freaked out by him? Or stay close at a distance and try to get him the help that he needs? He has always been there for me in the past. Now it is his turn for somebody to be there for him.

Tell me about it.

OK, tell you what. When one of your friends needs help you turn your back on them and then come back and tell me how you feel afterwards.

Honestly because he is a fiend. And i do not turn my back on my friends. I knew that if I was in my house I know where things are that could help me if I needed it. And I knew that he would not hurt me.

I started thinking that next time he comes over I should have a tape recorder and record what he is saying. Then again a lot of the things he was writing down, cause remember her was convinced that people are listening in on us. But enough was said that if I did record it, it would sure give enough evidence to the local mental hospital to get the men in the white coats to come and take him away.

This is not the first time I have had to listen to this. But he seemed normal for awhile so I figured he got meds or something. But nooooo I had to go through it all over again tonight.

I just spent the last 5 and a half hours listen to a crazy person. Somebody that was a friend. Not a close friend but a friend. Listening to him tell me that people are after him, and that his family was moving into the two protect him. Listening to him tell me the he is here to help me. And that everybody around me is in trouble. My work is going to be shut down. But not to worry I am going to be OK. His family is part of the Masons, Hells Angels, some union, and Satan's Choice. He then asked if I have ever been camping, when I said yes he said good that he might need to take me away for a year in the woods to hide out. I am thinking buddy, if you think I am going anywhere alone with you, then you got another thing coming. That just screams horror film. All this as I am trying to work. 10pm rolls around and I am thinking FINALLY home time. He asked me if I wanted a ride home and I said no I am OK with walking. Just wanting to get away from him. Of course that did not work. He proceeded in following me home. I get home and there he is. I question him and he said he just wanted to make sure that I got home OK. He asked me if he could come up and I said that I really wanted to go to bed. He said that he would not be long. So I said fine. 2 and half hours more of listening go on and on how people are out to get him, how he cannot go to coffee shops to get coffee because he gets drugged. That I need to make sure that I get a carbon monoxide detector close to my bed. To watch what I text on my cell. And to light candles so I can see if somebody is leaking gas into my apartment. I was like umm if there is a gas leak in my place then those lit candles are going to make me go BOOM. He even made me turn the volume down on my cell convinced that people are listening through it.

So I ask how do I tell somebody that they have lost it?

Welcome to the site. I use to live in Peterbough growing up. Spent most of my childhood in Lakefield, my parents owned two shops in Buckhorn. Now I am just east of Toronto.

Oh sorry, you said "Oh God" thought you were calling for me.

Hmmm why not ask THEM. I mean really how is anybody but them supposed to know? Not liking it, then tell them and move on. Not a big deal. Just because you are not interested in them as a dating partner, does not mean that friends cannot be made.

And unless you are talking about people from idea, then I do believe the correct term is NATIVE not Indian.

((((JAG))))) I have been spending less time here. Just not my place anymore. Feel free to e-mail me if you want outside contact information before I completely deactivate.

How about trying honesty? Like seriously is that a lost art in this world today?