Has come for me. Has come and has luckily gone. I was hacked. Hacker, who I will now, if you don't mind, refer to as ass, I hate you!!
Ass pretended to be me on MSN and decided to very badly hurt one of my best Internet friends. So, when I came back online as me, not ass, I heard from another friend that my friend was upset with me because I supposedly said things to her that weren't at all nice. So, I hurriedly struck up a conversation with said hurt friend and very desperately tried to explain it wasn't me. Rather surprising how difficult that is on a text based conversation. Anonymity sucks in this case.
Once I managed to explain that it was ass and not me that had been nasty, all was good. Then, to prevent any more asses from pretending to be me in the future, I changed my password to something I can barely remember myself. Phew. Scary stuff, hackers.
If I was horrible to you on saturday morning, it wasn't me, it was an ass.
With love, (but not to ass)