Stalking is Not Romance/Affection/Flattering Take 1,098,889 (aka STOP STALKING ROBSTEN)

Apparently, Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart are officially dating. Well, for this week, anyway. I say “Good for them.”

Also, they have found a “romantic hide away” in LA, a place that RPattz rents and Kstew helped pick out. It sounds absolutely fabulous and once again I say “Good for them.”

And their fans are stalking them.

That’s…not so good.

According to E! Online, a source says “fans have found the property and have been caught roaming around the premises. Luckily neither babe has been home while fans were literally lurking around in the bushes. No joke, we’re told the gate leading to the house is usually left wide open, leaving the home totally exposed to paps and curious Twi-hards.”

Okay, so, leaving the gate open is not the brightest thing in the world. But you know, there are a lot of people in the world who walk by an open gate/door/window and don’t think “Gee, that’s not my house, but I’m gonna walk right in there anyway!” Of course, considering the importance Twilight places on stalking as part of a “healthy” courtship, I shouldn’t be surprised.

All kidding aside, I’m kind of dismayed. No, Kristen and Rob haven’t been found, caught, accosted or anything, and actually there’s rumors that they have ANOTHER place to run off to when they need privacy, but that shouldn’t matter. There’s no reason to stalk a celebrity. We’ve been over this. Several times.

It’s bad enough that Kristen, Rob and their Twilight co-stars have been stalked on the movie sets (there’s stories about fan behavior, especially that of the Twi-Moms, that make my blood curdle to think of them), but at their HOMES? Come on. Listen, in magical glittery fantasy sparklefuck-land, stalking gets you laid. In real life, it gets arrested. See the difference?