meximick's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- An Electronic Mailing to an Old Friend Mark - I never thought you were behind the prank calls. You or anyone else. But whoever is responsible is a Goddamned genius, and should be informed about the havoc that was wraught as a result of it. To avoid repetition, I'll post the transcript from my chat this morning with that chick I instant message: hOT-RAve3RR69U: good morning! evil meximick: I had an argument with my roommate which almost made her move out this weekend hOT-RAve3RR69U: oh man hOT-RAve3RR69U: what happened? evil meximick: it was really fucked evil meximick : I stayed in on friday evil meximick : so did mike, until he went to work at the improv theatre he works at, running the sound evil meximick: about 10pm hOT-RAve3RR69U: ok evil meximick: C___ had already left to go to a bar with one of her friends evil meximick: twice, within an hour, I got prank calls evil meximick: the same guy - calling me by name, calling from some public gathering hOT-RAve3RR69U: suspicious hOT-RAve3RR69U: what did he say? evil meximick: telling me to stay away from "my woman, Quaneetha" evil meximick: threatening to cut me hOT-RAve3RR69U: jesus evil meximick: saying he knew where I lived evil meximick: and I'm kinda stoned, so none of this is going well with me evil meximick: after I got the first call evil meximick: I told mike all about it evil meximick: he said, "It sounds like C___'s fucking with you" evil meximick: and he laughed hOT-RAve3RR69U: man, how is that funny? evil meximick: I know evil meximick: so after mike left, I got another call, prolly about an hour later evil meximick: same guy evil meximick: same dialogue evil meximick: and all I say is "Hand the phone to C___" hOT-RAve3RR69U: ooh evil meximick: "Stop fucking around, hand C____ the fucking phone" evil meximick: over and over evil meximick: he hesitated evil meximick: it was either someone imitating ebonics, or actually a black guy evil meximick: I couldn't tell evil meximick: so he eventually hangs up evil meximick: and there is no one who would call me from a bar, calling me by name, fucking with me like this evil meximick: no one hOT-RAve3RR69U: not mark? evil meximick: no hOT-RAve3RR69U: okay evil meximick: he said later it wasn't him hOT-RAve3RR69U: and C____'s shady anyway evil meximick: if it was, he would have finally admitted it evil meximick: totally evil meximick: did I tell you she claimed to Mike she was a stripper? hOT-RAve3RR69U: yeah hOT-RAve3RR69U: she's not? evil meximick: now mike isn't sure he believes her hOT-RAve3RR69U: good lord. evil meximick: so hOT-RAve3RR69U: lock up your stuff! evil meximick: I don't know how to reach her evil meximick: I looked for her cell #, but couldn't find it evil meximick: so I wait evil meximick: she comes in later, going on about feeling bad about shutting out some black people at our front door who told her they were going up to see freinds in our building evil meximick: telling me she wasn't a racist evil meximick: not making any sense evil meximick: I ask her point blank evil meximick: did she know about the calls evil meximick: and she was drunk, I could tell evil meximick: but not stumbling, slurring drunk evil meximick: so with her going on about concepts like racism, I think she can understand something like the prank calls I got this night evil meximick: but she's dodging my questions evil meximick: contorting her face in varying degrees of fake-looking confusion evil meximick: "Wha - I don't understand??" evil meximick: over and over evil meximick: and I'm making it so a 5 year old would understand evil meximick: and the more I'm explaining it, the more she's acting dumb hOT-RAve3RR69U: ok evil meximick: so I'm explaining myself over and over evil meximick: reiterating what happened evil meximick: and I'm getting angrier evil meximick: because she's claiming not to understand evil meximick: but she's not good at playing dumb evil meximick: either that, or I've given her way too much credit for her intelligence evil meximick: she asks me over and over evil meximick: "I don't know you. Are you being serious? Are you fucking with me??" evil meximick: and I tell her again and again, "What have I done to make you think I was joking? I'm completely fucking serious, Cindy." evil meximick: and she's rolling her eyes, making weird, little girl, "Oh, I don't know what-ever you mean"- gestures evil meximick: it was hard to watch hOT-RAve3RR69U: that's very annoying evil meximick: I know evil meximick: so I vary from calm restating of my concerns evil meximick: to being upset, telling her, "I can't really believe you're this dumb, that you don't understand the words I'm saying." evil meximick: (I'm remembering this like it happened yesterday) evil meximick: like evil meximick: and she never denied knowing about this evil meximick:the calls hOT-RAve3RR69U: if she was able to stand and respond to you hOT-RAve3RR69U: she MUST have been able to understand what you were saying evil meximick: she said, "I was out at a bar with my friend Rick. He's German and English, I think. I don't know any black people." evil meximick: all kinds of extraneous things like that hOT-RAve3RR69U: freak! evil meximick: yeah! hOT-RAve3RR69U: i'm all angry for you now evil meximick: so I tell her, "Bottom line, if you had anything to do with this, you're wrong. It was fucked up. No one I know would do this to me. I don't appreciate it. Do not fuck with me ever." hOT-RAve3RR69U: right evil meximick: so after awhile, I'm still on the couch evil meximick: tired evil meximick: exhausted evil meximick: I can't yell anymore evil meximick: and she keeps talking evil meximick: and all I can say is "I can't talk to you anymore" evil meximick: and I couldn't evil meximick: and she's getting all charged up evil meximick: saying "Well, I've had some fucked up, psycho roommates before, I don't need this shit" evil meximick: and starts obviously throwing around the boxes of her stuff in the kitchen evil meximick: i realize she's moving her stuff into the hall hOT-RAve3RR69U: good lord evil meximick: mumbling, "hhfhf.. bullshit... jdjjdjj... had a good night till I got home.." evil meximick: and it's all as annoying as it sounds evil meximick: and I'm all calm and shit evil meximick: telling her, "It's 2 in the morning. You don't have to do this now." evil meximick: and she says, "I might as well get this out of the way. No use in waiting." evil meximick: she's a total victim hOT-RAve3RR69U: where exactly was she going to go? evil meximick: she never said she was leaving that night hOT-RAve3RR69U: oh, she was just packing hOT-RAve3RR69U: that's so silly evil meximick:(and since she has little to no friends, maybe that's why) evil meximick: she once showed us one of her prescriptions hOT-RAve3RR69U: what kind of prescriptions? evil meximick: it was for an anti-depressant evil meximick: maybe Zoloft? hOT-RAve3RR69U: oh....why show that? evil meximick: she claimed (and I laughed at the time) her ob/gyn prescribed it for her evil meximick: something about her cycle hOT-RAve3RR69U: uh evil meximick: figures evil meximick: yeah hOT-RAve3RR69U: so she packed everything up on friday night? evil meximick: yeah AND THERE IT IS. Oh, and Rug is cool. 11:45 a.m. - 2001-10-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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