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[sally_vs_muffin]

So, I'm lying in bed at say, 12:15 last night/this morning/whatever, and my phone starts ringing. S'a withheld number so I'm all uhhh okay. So I pick up, and start getting abused. Not only has this person called at like 12, when I was HAPPILY ASLEEP, they then start abusing me. After a while I figure out it is, of course, Jesse. Or Jes'se, or whatever the fuck he calls himself. So apparently, I've been "talking shit" about him. Never mind the fact I honestly don't give enough of a flying fuck about him to talk about him behind his back. So, after I hang up on him, he sends me this message saying (and this EXACTLY what he said):

"Excuse u just ruind my night thanks a lot ur the biggest losser. But not in the waite department i mean i the other way. I have no one left to abuse now.I need some one to abuse. I will see u again u do no so.N ill be chatin with u.Look forward to it.Har n dont talk no more shit u Fuken "muso"haha thats so lamo ur a losser . Hope ur all so scared.U can apolagise and ill be happy. Ok see yah bye"

THE FUCK. Yes, I'm absolutely trembling in my fucking boots.

Now tell me this, which is more lame: Being a musician and somehow being labelled that, OR, calling people at midnight to abuse them, when they really don't give a shit about whether you hate them or not.

BAH this has got me into a crap mood.