To creep or not to creep

Continuing with the Halloween theme, this morning we shall be discussing being "creepy". (oooooooooo! - ghost) I've recently been involved in an abundance of creeping or being 'creepy'. We've all creeped on that cute guy in the mall, or been creepy like "I have a huge crush on Taylor Lautner, aka Jacob from NM. Oh, he's 17 btw." (ILLEGAL!)
There is also the term 'creeping', which is the action of navigating peoples fb page or myspace or whatever. I occasionally fb creep and usually dont have a problem finding what I'm looking for. Like, you can read two peoples conversations between walls using Wall-To-Wall, or a persons status or profile picture. Or if someone has a lady friend you can usually click them and atleast get a lil something something. Or if they're tagged in an album, usually you can see that whole persons album even if you're not their friend.
And yeah yeah you have alllll done it so dont go getting all judgy on me.

Recently, I have definitely raised the bar on creeping however...please observe. So txt msging or hot work guy (which is now my text victims nickname) gave me his fb and work computer password. Weird I know but that's another story. All I was missing was his email, which I figured I could find on his fb info section. WRONG not there. So I dug deeper (this is where the real creeperness (or sneakyness as I prefer to call it) begins)....I am usually last in my work trailer with him and another guy but sometimes they leave early. Well I waited till he left, snuck onto his computer, logged on, opened internet explorer and went to fb. Got his email in the log on section and then ran away hysterically!!! haha, it was a big rush being super sneaky like that and getting away with it. So, then I had all the key ingredients I needed to perform the ULTIMATE CREEP.

At this point, perhaps I should explain some of the logic behind this insane invasion of privacy. So, scenario: hot guy at work aka txt msg is all flirty and hot. been working with him for about 5 months, has never mentioned a gf. we add eachother to fb, and there written all over his wall are sappy love notes from a certain female, CT we will call her. Well, naturally I'm intrigued. Why havent I heard of this before? The other guys often talk about their relationships. Automatically, I want to see their Wall-To-Wall. Sacrebleu! She has blocked her profile so that I cannot even click on her! Now this just sickens me, I MUST KNOW if he is as sappy and gross in his wall msgs as she is. I talk to him at work about it as discretely as possible, which is quite difficult as we are usually doing lots of work. To summarize my findings, basically he explained that they have been off and on since gr 10, more off of late, she is not his gf and they are not in a relationship. From this I assume, being the realist that I am, he keeps her around because she clearly worships him and definitely would, at his convenience, have sex with him. But, he is sneaky, and I feel like he is hiding something still....

So, took my new found information to Hutch's, sat with the computer and tried to log in. EPIC FAIL. Didnt work, so i figured he must have changed the password since he told me.
I am disappointed, but I think I am most disappointed because I was hoping to find something that would make me dislike him. Crushes are confusing.
Then I am home, it is late, and I tentatively check the paper that I scribbled his email on. Low and behold, I had tried the wrong email..

I put it in and the password and BINGO. Log out of his fb chat as quickly as possible and proceed to perform the most horrid, invasion of personal privacy ever.

Turns out everything he has said to me previously is the truth. More disappointment. Her wall msgs since May have basically gone unanswered, her msgs become more and more desperate while his become more nonchalant. Now, I just feel bad for the chick who is clearly getting used and ABUSED! Dumb dumb.

Which brings us to the events of last Friday and the famous tell off text msg.

Here concludes our creep-extravaganza.

Keep on creeping in the free world
T Frase

PS: In the spirit of not being a super creeper, I've decided to leave Lautner below and not put up a picture of my hot desk-mate, the Pelt.

This is a creeper mask, so says google images. I should wear it and be a fb creeper for halloween. Oh wait! I already am.