I have had maybe one conversation with him since, and I run in to him once or twice a year. Usually while he’s serving me coffee before getting fired from somewhere. I’ve never made a secret of the fact that I don’t care for him, but honestly, I don’t speak to him enough for it to really matter.
Anyway, this guy that I hardly know and haven’t spoken to in years finds me on myspace and starts sending me all these angry messages attacking me for being Catholic? WTF?
I know you have to find something to do with all the time you spend not getting laid, but I haven’t had any for five months and I’m not going from coffee house to coffee house looking for him so I can fuck with his expresso machine.
Here’s his latest gem. Capitalization, his:
“yer just jealous ‘cuz you wanna be a swingin’ artiste~ but you can’t break the cathoLic conditioning
you ‘artist’ people take yourselves WAY too seriousLY
maybe if you were TALENTED someone might notice.ahem.
LOVE and feces,”
Why is he playa hating my shit? WTF?
We Artists, Writers, Musicians, Poets and Actors are the Gods and Goddesses of our culture. We should sit high on our Olympus and not have to worry about the pretenders or the envious. It is WE who will be remembered after we and the ones that know us are gone. They, on the other hand will only become dust and forgotten.
Wow. Sounds like somebody is really really really bored. Either that or he’s just jealous because you know how to write a proper sentence that doesn’t look like it was written by a 1st grader