Copied this from my LJ and added some:Okay, finally got the internet back in my room. It then required me to download a version of blubster that didn't have all that fucking spyware to it. Bitches.
Then yesterday, in M's room, I read something that I shouldn't have. It wasn't email. It was a handwritten letter that I saw after his roommate left me alone in the room.
I feel so shitty. Wasn't I supposed to have learned my lesson by now?
In any case, it was interesting and it's caused my brain to implode on itself much like Lewis Black when he said that all aneurisms were caused by people who say shit like "If it wasn't for my horse, I wouldn't have spent that year in college."
Baffled. Not going to talk much about what I read but if it's true, then I have even more to think about than I want to, because it's too conflicting and I think what I read was a joke.
If it wasn't a joke, then the boy has some explaining to do...to somebody. Maybe to the other girl involved. But even then it doesn't make sense, cause why would he be fucking me shortly after the time in between which he sent the letter to his mother and received a response?
