the "why i don't date freshmen" story.
so my boy j, who is by all means an amazing gentleman who shares a mutual love for comics, dance nights, and alcohol, used to date this girl from american university... thing is, she was mad young and kind of batshit crazy.
while we were at politics and prose for the adrian tomine signing, she called him and started flipping out because she saw facebook photos of him and his ex hanging out in belize, despite the fact that their relationship had been over for quite some time. what followed was a barrage of threatening text messages and teary, angry phone calls about how she would somehow fuck up his life forever... unless he paid her $150.
by the time we got back to his house, his room was trashed, and his postcards from the belize trip were ripped to shreds. as we were cleaning things up, she called him and admitted that his roommate had let her in, and started spouting off a bunch of things about their relationship and the fact that it disrespected her and all that shit.
two days ago the "i hate **** ****" group popped up on facebook, which was one of the funniest things i had ever seen. none of our friends joined it, but the fact that she'd have the audacity and time to make such a thing is hillarious. in it she spouts about how she's "over ****, but not over the disrespect." hillarioousss!
but you know what the most hilarious part is? that this whole debacle warranted enough press to merit being mentioned in the washington city paper! ...and later got linked to on dcist.
seriously, isn't there a pending supreme court gun ban to cover? maybe a piece about the district's attempt to push out slumlords?
while we were at politics and prose for the adrian tomine signing, she called him and started flipping out because she saw facebook photos of him and his ex hanging out in belize, despite the fact that their relationship had been over for quite some time. what followed was a barrage of threatening text messages and teary, angry phone calls about how she would somehow fuck up his life forever... unless he paid her $150.
by the time we got back to his house, his room was trashed, and his postcards from the belize trip were ripped to shreds. as we were cleaning things up, she called him and admitted that his roommate had let her in, and started spouting off a bunch of things about their relationship and the fact that it disrespected her and all that shit.
two days ago the "i hate **** ****" group popped up on facebook, which was one of the funniest things i had ever seen. none of our friends joined it, but the fact that she'd have the audacity and time to make such a thing is hillarious. in it she spouts about how she's "over ****, but not over the disrespect." hillarioousss!
but you know what the most hilarious part is? that this whole debacle warranted enough press to merit being mentioned in the washington city paper! ...and later got linked to on dcist.
seriously, isn't there a pending supreme court gun ban to cover? maybe a piece about the district's attempt to push out slumlords?