Another One Bites The Dust

I just finished talking to "MySpace Guy" (whose name I'm changing to Ass-bag). For the last two weeks he's been asking me to send him pictures of myself. Each time I say, all the picture I have are on MySpace. He would get frustrated at my response but I would normally change the subject and everything would be ok. I was talking to him tonight on AIM and again he asked me for new "fun" pictures. I again responded, all my pictures are on MySpace. He starts going off on me about how I'm a bitch that only talks to him when I'm board or have nothing else to do. I reminded him that I've been busy with family for the past week. He says that I am using my Grandmother's death as a crutch and that he is tired of hearing about it. After screaming at my computer, I calmly said "I don't think this is going to work out for us. I wish you the best". He typed back "FUCK YOU". I clearly made the correct choice in saying goodbye. He then continued to tell me that all girls he talks to were the same. I asked him if he ever thought it was him and not the girls. Maybe I was being a little bitchy but I thought it was a reasonable question. He say fuck you again then called me fat... real mature. From the beginning, I had a feeling it wasn't really going to work. I mean who picks people up on MySpace? Is MySpace the new bar and no one told me?

Anyway, my grandma always told me take a chance for love... so I did and got an ass-bag instead of love. No biggie... there are more fish in the sea and on MySpace.