Creepy myspace guy (the same guy mentioned a few posts ago) called while I was at work on Friday. I didn't bother calling him back because hey, he's kinda creepy. He left a message pretty much dogging on my voicemail message. Whatever. So he called me again yesterday as Andy and I were getting into Portland. He's like, "blah blah blah, what's up?" and I was all "dude, I can't really talk right now, I'm kinda busy."
"oh yeah, busy how?"
*dramatic pause where I'm at a loss for words and I shouldn't have to tell some stupid fuck that I've never met exactly where I am and what I'm doing*