Ok so first things first: I officially can't check myspace anymore at the library ... which ... sucks because the library is the only place I currently have access to a computer! So if anyone sends me a messasge on myspace and I don't respond right away, that's why. I'll be able to check it every once in a while on Chris' laptop most likely, but that's it. (When the office area in my apartment is done being remodeled I'll have access to myspace again, but that could be another 2 months or so!) But yeah. Grrrr. Annoying.
Speaking of being BLOCKED ...
The other day Roger, who I shall now call my EX, (I don't usually like the title "EX" just because it sounds so harsh, but he just earned it,) sent me a message on myspace that said, "You have a bunch of mail at my house..." (Because I used to live there and then moved) And that's it. So, I responded by saying, "Oh it's probably junk mail, which can go in the trash can." That's a reasonable response right? I mean, I answered his question! Nope. I guess he was making some lame attempt to get me to come over to his house, because he responded all offended, "That's all you have to say???" And now, as of yesterday, he has deleted me from his friends list on myspace and has set his profile to "private," which means I can no longer view it because I've been booted off his friends list. LAME. If he's hoping that I'm going to message him all upset about it he's going to be sorely disappointed because he's not going to get any sort of rise out of me. That and the fact that I don't love him- I love CHRIS.
Oh and I went to the Kung Fu Christmas party over the weekend, which was fun. (But COLD.) And there was a giant cooked pig with the face, ears, etc. all still attached. NASTY. I didn't like pork much before- but I DEFINETLY don't want it now!!!
Writer's Block: I wanna be just like you
13 years ago
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Wow, Roger sounds like he's being really mature about something that happened months ago.
Yeah, after Dustin (Erika's landlord) and I broke up, we remained friends, until Andrew and I started dating, at which point he banned us from visiting or even calling the house, and would freeeeeak out everytime I was mentioned. What a pisspatch!
Anyway, we're all very sad that we won't get to see you this Christmas. :< :< Looks like we'll have to keep you present for ourselves! Muwahahahaha!
-Esther
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