hmm.

here's a not-so-hypothetical situation for my hordes of imaginary readers:

if you got a hottie's number, and had it on paper and a friend found it, or had on a friend's phone since you didn't have yours, or they got the number somehow from your phone...

would you be the slightest bit pissed off if they texted said niblet whilst pretending to be you, told you about it, bragged their ass off, and wouldn't let you read the texts or text back?

i'd be pissed.
oh, wait.
i am.

what the fuck are friends for, again?
oi; who can you trust...

transferring schools is seeming like a better choice evvvvery day.
-bb.