Jul 24, 2004 01:03
It’s currently 12:45 AM on Saturday. I’m playing pool in my muggy apartment. Online - of course. This sad little kid (most likely a middle-aged man) is getting his high at thinking I’m this 16 yr-old girl living in Victoria, Canada. Of course I’m Asian, as I have decided to be Chiaki Kuriyama (Kill Bill ring a bell?). Anyway, he’s asking all these perverted questions like what’s my weight and size…blah blah blah…I make up the answers. I don’t want to leave the table until the game is finished, and he’s not paying attention. He reason? “I like to get a picture of who I’m playing.” Yeah…I think I’m done with him. >.