Anyway, this week the Enquirer actually said that JT was stalking Paula and made the following claims:
Paula Abdul has told ex J.T. Torregani to stay away- and she’s even threatening to have him served with a restraining order because she claims he has violent outbursts and is stalking her!
The “American Idol” judge says 33-year-old restaurateur J.T. tried to kick down the door of her Los Angeles home- and she’s now so scared she has hired a bodyguard, according to pals.
“Paula says she’s terrified over what J.T. might do,” a source close to the performer told The Enquirer. “She claims they broke up after eight months and she put him out of her house. J.T. started harassing her.
“Paula complained that J.T. left dozens of voicemails and text messages on her phone, and when she didn’t reply, the messages became more and more menacing.”
Paula also claims J.T. has been showing up at shops and restaurants she frequents, looking for her, added the source.
Umm, not saying that Paula might not have a stalker or two, because lets face it, out of 5 billion people on the planet, at least 1 or 2 are going to find her hot enough to stalk. JT though? Why the hell not. He's friends with Eva Longoria so I wouldn't put anything past him. But, apparently JT or his people or the people at Beso were worried about being labeled a stalker so just two days after the stalking story, there was this story being passed around like a joint on Snoop Dogg's bus (illegal stop of his bus in Dallas today by the way).
Of course only the idiots at People ran with it.
“The pair was spotted going to the movies together in Sherman Oaks last week, prompting speculation they have rekindled their romance.
A source close to the American Idol judge tells People.com, “They're taking it slow, testing the waters. They've gone on a few friendly dates.” The insider adds Torregiani “wants to date her again. JT thinks she's a sweetheart. They have good chemistry.”
Well. All this proves is that stalking works. Damn, I knew I shouldn't have let those restraining orders stop me from showing Jamie-Lynn Sigler my tribute to her I made from day old pancakes and magazine cutouts. See, now she and I could be going to the movies in Sherman Oaks and working on our chemistry.