Day 207 of San Diego

You know what sucks? Taking your jokes too far. Not in the sense of being too racist or sexist or whatever (even though that sucks major dick, too), but what I'm talking about is when you think you're invincible and no matter what you say people will think you're funny. Yet once you crack that soon-to-be last joke and NOBODY laughs - they kind of do that awkward smirk like, "Just smile at her. Let her think she's funny." - your indestructible stature falls apart like a high school senior's grades. In order to be REALLY funny, you must know the code of when to STOP being funny. Also, you must know timing. Cut into some of your jokes. For example, if I'm describing a situation that didn't turn out how I thought it would, I could put it as, "I yelled at the guy, "I THINK THE BRIDGE LOOKS MIGHTY UNSTABLE! I WOULDN'T CROSS IT IF I WAS- oh he did it."" 

I think you guys get the picture.

Another thing that I think is dumb is cheating. Whether it be on a friend (cheating in a light sense; the friend would rather hang out with somebody else besides you yet not share that information) or on a partner. To all of the cheaters in the world, how about you grow some balls and tell your mate that it's over and you've moved on with someone else. 

I'm not complaining about this because Mason cheated on me. Dear God, my post would have been undoubtably vulgar. I'm complaining because people who cheat over the Internet are A-holes. Of course, people in real life who cheat are definitely A-holes. But Internet cheating A-holes are slightly different because they TRULY believe they can, and are more likely to, get away with it. Sad, but probably true. 

I hope my Brazilian friend over IMVU didn't cheat on our friendship. She did cheat on her - who I call them - "lovers" with multiple men, however now I'm starting to worry I'm being cheated, too. 

To sum things up, I was talking to my Brazilian friend (her name is Angie) while also communicating to one of her ex-"lovers," Dave. Dave was chatting with Angie, too. We all were in our private chat rooms. Dave and I discussed to one another on what Angie was saying and how vaguely she was saying it. Finally, she called it a night on both of us. Supposedly... She was still signed on, but Dave and I figured she did fall asleep. Until Angie entered into the public room her and Dave were talking in. She was accompanied by a man. Dave was immediately kicked out of the room. Angie messaged Dave and told him the man was her "brother" and he wished to speak to her. 

The thing is... How would she know her "brother" wanted to talk to her if she went to sleep?

Both Dave and I started biting our nails. I guess I'll have a talk with Angie tomorrow. 

In the meantime, I'm going to sleep. Time to mimic Fluffy's pose of pure slumber.