Mason and I

Mason and I

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Day 208 of San Diego

WHY... IS IT SO... FRIGGIN'... HOT... JESUS CHRISTMAS...

I mean, granted, it's great! That means summer is going to act like summer.

BUT I WASN'T PLANNING ON SWELTERING MY ASS OFF TODAY.

Yet again, thank you nature for bringing us this beautiful weather. <3

Today was pretty sweet. Like yesterday (although I didn't share this information like a knucklehead), I played GTA V. I was waiting for Angie to sign into IMVU. I don't remember telling in my last post, but I was curious if Angie was dissing me - if she would rather speak to someone else other than me. Three hours passed before Angie sends me an email, telling me she's online. I sent her a message prior asking if I could have a word with her once she signed in.

I was blunt. I told her what Dave had said to me about the man and her entering a room Dave was in after she had said to us she was calling it a night. She told me her friend texted her, asking her if she could talk to him about his relationship issues. That woke her up and she agreed to talk to him on IMVU. I believe her.

In other news, Dave has lost it. Completely. Psycho-bonkers-crazy lost it. He joined Angie and I in a public chat we were hanging out in. He gave us this dramatic speech over what Angie did and how cruel she is and how stupid he is for loving her and how he killed his dogs because of how upset he is. I informed Angie that he didn't actually kill his dogs. But... I don't know for certain. That's why I didn't call his bluff. I didn't speak as Angie and him barked at each other. Until Dave brought me into the situation. I told Dave (nicely) to keep me out of it. He continued his rant without including me further. He kept saying how he's going to upload pictures and wanted Angie to see them. I guessed they would be the pictures of his "dead dogs." Yet he never uploaded anything. He never got back to us. He said he wanted five uninterrupted minutes and... that was it. Angie and I don't have a clue what happened to him. He's still in the room he met us in. We left shortly after his silence.

I seem to get into the most craziest crap when on IMVU.

A Fragile Livelihood
In this picture from the July 2014 issue of National Geographic magazine, a girl tends goats in the mountains near Shiikh in the Somaliland region of Somalia. Though big farms make headlines—a subject explored as part of our Future of Food series—small farmers still produce most of the food in Africa. Both are crucial for the continent to be able to feed its own growing population—much less the rest of the world. (By: Robin Hammond)

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