So I forgot to tell you I had a near miss with a psycho, or a drug addict. Remember Mr. Indian dude? Last week I'd sent him a message about the Czech World Cup team getting beat by Ghana, cause he'd written some AI program that predicted Czech and Brazil would be in the semi-finals. So that night, about 9:12 he writes a reply, pretty normal. Then at 10:44pm, he writes another reply. But then at 11:11pm he kinda spazzes and writes:
aaa bbb ccc ddd jhjhhkhh
nbbbmb ggggg guguig hlllk hiohioi
nknknkknkc j j kl lkv v//, .,/ k,';v';n'; v;jfiibo
behaving like a 5 year jhhkjhkk
I write back asking "uh, you ok?" He responds:
i am crying like a baby, banging my head against door, whipping myself , tearing my clothes and screaming
Thinking he was jokingly upset that I hadn't liked him, I write back "Awww it's ok hon, don't cry. Somewhere you'll find a woman as sexy and interested in hindi things as I am. It'll be ok :) " Now, he had joked to extremes before, so I had no grounds to think he was really distraught. Then he floors me with this:
i want you.
i want food,
i am hungry.
i want coke.
i want cadillac.
i want everything.
i want to see you.
I will increase my age this time you come. I will walk with a stick and tremble.
i like your interest in indian stuff and you are cute.
you must see uma thurman's "prime".
37 year old thurman dates and passionately loves a 23 year old guy after getting divorced.
i want that too and i also want uma thurman with you, threesome !!!
uh dude... WTF? Not gonna happen. I shouldn't have written him back, but I did, saying just that. Wasn't gonna happen. He writes back:
i know..uma thurman will reject that...she won't like me to share with you !!!!
i am upset, you were mean to me. you didnt come into my house.
again, i have started crying and now i am rolling on carpet and taking my clothes off.
da da da da puh puh puh tim tim tim tim kip tip sip dip
At this point, I logged for the night. I am completely blown away by how insane this dude is, and ever so glad I *didn't* enter that apartment with him. Geezus. Next morning I see this from 12:49am:
xbnbxb bbabjb bxankjn jnjx lknxnx lahxihx nxjnxn
teacher, teacher:
how do you control a 3 year old like me without spanking?
I took him off my friends list at MySpace, and never sent him another message. Maybe he was on drugs, maybe I am just that sexy. Naw... he must've been on drugs.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Near Miss With a Psychotic
Posted by Raene at 10:43 PM
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1 comments:
I'd say both! ;)
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