It seems as if the per­son whose name can no longer be men­tioned on this site is up to their tricks again. (Long­time read­ers of this tome will know exactly who I'm talk­ing about … if you don't, sorry.)

I'm really get­ting sick of this, and I wish they would just go on with their life and leave mine alone. For the first time in a long time, I'm happy with some­one … and I don't need any­thing else to screw things up. I've got enough to worry about as it is …

But if they want to play, I'll play.