Mmhmm.
In the meantime, though, what is making me cry is the fact that I know I'm being talked about behind my back. And you would think someone like me, who has always had to deal with this fatness, would be used to it by now. But I'm not. Especially from friends.
There's nothing like being called a bad friend on a public forum. Especially since this isn't even REMOTELY the first time.
On an unrelated note, I totally accidentally seduced a guy at Skully's last night. He came up to Christy and I and asked, "who run Bartertown?" And I said, "Master Blaster runs Bartertown." He just stared at me for like 10 minutes, then said, "that was AMAZING." Then I think he tried to get my phone number, but I was WAAAAAAY too drunk at that point.
There's nothing like being called a bad friend on a public forum. Especially since this isn't even REMOTELY the first time.
On an unrelated note, I totally accidentally seduced a guy at Skully's last night. He came up to Christy and I and asked, "who run Bartertown?" And I said, "Master Blaster runs Bartertown." He just stared at me for like 10 minutes, then said, "that was AMAZING." Then I think he tried to get my phone number, but I was WAAAAAAY too drunk at that point.