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My So Called Love Life: Warpath
I ran into this guy I used to date three years ago. In the course of less than five minutes, he managed to piss me off and make me want to pick up my book bag and brain him with it. This is not one of those entries where I feel sorry for myself. This is one of those entries where I want to kick my OWN ass for being stupid. I feel compelled to get this off my chest. I think just about everyone has experienced it and, if you haven't, consider yourself blessed. *Warning, there is some foul language in this and it matches my foul mood*
I hate it when you spend time cultivating a relationship, going through all the motions, putting up with the other person's craziness, letting them work out their angst and issues out on you because you can SEE the potential in them and you just KNOW that they will be a FABULOUS husband or wife once they get their issues resolved. You get them to that perfect place and then you break up over some trivial bullshit that could have held off for a minute and then that fool goes out and marries the FIRST FUCKING SKANK they date after you. What. The. Hell. Is. Up. With. That?
You put in the man hours. You did all the heavy lifting. You got them to where they cared about personal hygiene and their appearance. You got them to get that perfect haircut after months/years of looking like a chia head. You got them to stop wearing scroungy jeans and ratty t-shirts and into the button down with the nice slacks. You got them out of the flip flops they wore all through college and into the Cole Haans. You got them off their butt and into the gym. You taught them that it is unacceptable for a man to drink wine coolers, that really *good* wine cannot be bought by the box or the jug, that Boone's Farm is unacceptable after you turn 21 and can legally purchase your own booze, and that Coors Lite is NOT real beer.
You got them to release the controller, to step away from the PS3, and to socialize with normal, real life people and not just the characters in WoW or Madden. You taught them that magazines do not really count as deep reading, that there is more to debate about than Star Trek vs. Star Gate, and that there is more to life than Halo and Grand Theft Auto (Okay, not much, but some).
It sucks hairy, stinky BALLS that you put in the man hours and someone else gets to reap the rewards. It's like making it into the Playboy Mansion and there being no bunnies, like going to a shoe sale and every pair that you like is not available in your size. It' like watching the person in line in front of you buy the last concert ticket to the greatest reunion tour EVER or going to the beach and it rain the whole time. It's like taking a fat kid to a buffet and showing them all the wonderful, savory dishes that are available and then handing them the frozen dinner from Weight Watchers. It's. Just. WRONG!!!!!
Moral of today's lesson, kiddies: Don't upgrade him/her until AFTER he/she marries you. No use letting someone else runaway with your masterpiece.
State of the Union: Pissed off
Listening to: Heart Shaped Box by Nirvana |
Posted: 7:15 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 in My So Called Love Life |
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see this is why i love one night stands.
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Posted by birdsnest at 8:44 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 |
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| haha..well said. I shall try and remember this. |
Posted by SassyPants at 8:58 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 |
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* note to self *
D gets serious props for listening to Nirvana
Now please explain...
What the HELL is the point of getting into a relationship with another individual that you want to MOLD into a completely NEW person ?
They were already who they were and had their own ways when you met them, right ?
Just like YOU, right ?
* scratches head *
If you hook up with a person you want to CHANGE, you are COMPLETELY fucked from the get-go, and so are they !
It's only a matter of time before the other wants to abandon the manipulative moves, run to the hills, and play Grand Theft in PEACE !
Avoid those who you PERSONALLY FEEL need an entire overhaul.
Mutual love don't work that way...
Hook up with peeps you are ok with status quo, or become a nun.
Or a hooker.
( and please don't yell at me for typing this )
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Posted by Cam at 9:08 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 |
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Birdy: Uh...I seem to recall us spending a whole afternoon at the "Dreaded Insurance Company" looking for new shirts that weren't plaid. Remember? Even Alma got in on it? Butthead. :P
Sassy: You get it.
Cam: I'm not mad. You're expressing your opinion. I make over my boys. It's a weakness I have. I turn them from duds into studs. It was like Pimp my Ride, but for boys. LOL. Seriously though, it isn't just one guy I was talking about. It was a whole bunch of different guys that I dated. All the advice was solicited. I didn't just walk up to them and say, "Hey, Dummy. Why are you doing X? You should do Y." Even I am not *that* rude. |
Posted by slayerbarbie at 11:10 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 |
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It was solicited ?
They ASKED you to change them ?
I'm so confused...
Or maybe retarded ?
( please don't answer that )
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Posted by Cam at 11:24 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 |
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My friend Tas uses the term "socially retarded" for people that don't realize that they're crossing interpersonal boundaries, committing social faux pas or breaking social rules that are unspoken yet true. Like not double dipping or not wearing socks with sandals or pointing at people and talking loudly when making fun or saying hurtful things.
Things like this they asked for help with. Or how to dress so that people wouldn't make fun of them. Or they would ask me why people thought they were weird. I would temper my replies. And couch them as suggestions. Believe it or not, I am nice. Sometimes. But don't tell anybody. |
Posted by slayerbarbie at 11:45 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 |
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| And no, Cam, you aren't retarded. |
Posted by slayerbarbie at 11:46 PM, Wed 27 Aug 2008 |
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Thank you for not answering that...
Wait.
Shit....
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Posted by Cam at 12:10 AM, Thu 28 Aug 2008 |
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Well, that just sucks...
I made my husband over and I was sorry for it, haha. He was this beach bum and the clothes he wore would have scared anyone off. I did my job on him and all of a sudden all the women at work (we worked at the same place) were all over him. Not good, lol. |
Posted by LauriesAsylum at 2:54 AM, Thu 28 Aug 2008 |
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| Cam, some men need a little help...:) Just a little... |
Posted by LauriesAsylum at 2:55 AM, Thu 28 Aug 2008 |
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| I think I'll let the guy I'm seeing stay as a scruffy guy so no-one else nabs him tee hee! |
Posted by Chandramoon at 4:43 AM, Thu 28 Aug 2008 |
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| my masterpiece is still a work in progress, but at least I'm fairly sure I get to keep the final result :D |
Posted by sarai at 7:47 AM, Thu 28 Aug 2008 |
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Laurie -
By "help" you mean "sex" ... right ?
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Posted by Cam at 9:04 AM, Thu 28 Aug 2008 |
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| I don't think that was the help she meant, but I'm sure they could use that, too. |
Posted by slayerbarbie at 4:14 PM, Thu 28 Aug 2008 |
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| How did I miss this post..anyway, Yeah, wth is up with that. The next one you find potential in..keep it to yourself . Until after the wedding. ;) |
Posted by windy at 3:47 PM, Fri 29 Aug 2008 |
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maybe he married the next girl because she loved him for who he was not what she wanted him to be?
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Posted by birdsnest at 3:58 PM, Fri 29 Aug 2008 |
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| *ouch* Felt that burn... lol ! Maybe you're right there birdy. :) DEE...where are you ?? |
Posted by windy at 4:45 PM, Fri 29 Aug 2008 |
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Boone's Farm is unacceptable after you turn 21 and can legally purchase your own booze......Really?
No wonder my couch sitting, Madden loving, socks with sandals, husband and I get along so well....we gave up on trying to change the other one and just adapted. |
Posted by littleMissConfused at 5:29 PM, Fri 29 Aug 2008 |
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I went and did some recon. His marrying her had nothing to do with her loving him for him and EVERYTHING to do with the number of zeros in her bank book. According to Jess, his new fiance is the Golden Ticket. The Golden Ticket has revamped his ENTIRE wardrobe, bought him a new car, AND made him move to a house in a nicer neighborhood.
The Defense rests, Your Honor. |
Posted by slayerbarbie at 6:19 PM, Fri 29 Aug 2008 |
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| I used to work for a large grocery store here, LMC, and I would let my friends get booze through my line when they weren't 21. The managers were always on the lookout for people carrying around cases of beer, so we used to buy Boone's Farm, Thunderbird, and Mad Dog 20/20. Yes, we were so lame that we drank Mad Dog. |
Posted by slayerbarbie at 6:47 PM, Fri 29 Aug 2008 |
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I learned a long time ago that you cant change someone and I won't even try. If they're not what I'm looking for then why bother.....but I do agree some men can use help in the fashion department.
Give me a guy in levis and a tshirt and I'm good....;) |
Posted by lisalisabobisa at 1:54 AM, Sat 30 Aug 2008 |
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