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Date:2008-11-08 10:56
Subject:Hello fellow man haters

Check out my journal you might find it amusing :)
The EgoBlaster
(Taking men down a peg, one guy at a time)

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Date:2007-01-05 13:36
Mood: disappointed

Dear Ass-wipe,

I posted you on http://www.womansavers.com for all the world to see how you cheated on me and hurt me emotionally and physically. I pray that you will never hurt another but I know because you are good looking and charming, another prey will fall trap in your web of lies.

Someday a greater power will judge you but until that time I will let the world know my story.

Forever Scarred

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Date:2006-12-24 15:29
Subject:breakups and the holidays

so.... this christmas I am single. it's been a long year full of laughter and tears.... tears while recovering from the breakup... and laughter while remembering just how fun it is to be me (not an "us" but a "me"). my friends have been truely awesome. and when it comes down to it, i feel ok being single.

but.... he has moved on. and curtousey of myspace, i see that his new (fat average looking) girlfriend, says the "l" word to him. and sadly, i have even gone as far as to look at her page, to see if he is reciprocating the l-bomb... thus far he hasn't written anything back (it's been about 1 month). not sure what you can really tel from myspace-stalking (ughhhh, such a bad, bad thing). but, despite the fact that i haven't seen him reciprocate via myspace, i am sure that he is at least relativly happy with this little troll of a girl.

though, i truelly am "ok" (at times even really happy) apart from him, it still bugs the hell out of me that only a couple months after we parted ways, he found a new girlfriend, and seems to be happy. this from the person that once wanted to marry me (had told his family, picked out rings/ venues/ dates).... i realize that because of time (he lives too far away, and we both lead really busy lives), this point in life, just isn't "our" time. But how could he just move on like that????

this is the question that sits in the back of my head... as the months have passed it has gone from a constant nagging thought, to a dull fading irritation. but nonetheless it is still there. it still pops up here and there.

why, why, why?

my poor friends have heard me lament over this topic so many times that i just can't bear to subject them to it any longer. because when it comes down to it, no amount of analyzing, wondering, and asking "what if's" will ever make it clear. only he knows what happened. or, perhaps, he himself doesn't even know the answer.... more than likely, not. for him he lives in the moment... hates to deal with negative feelings (a few months back when he found out that his dad had a week to live, he decided to go to work, rather than visit with him... one day later his dad passed away, and he never even got to say goodbye... this is "him" in a nutshell...)... so expecting him to have a grasp on what happened between him and i, is simply crazy. who knows.

what i do know is that time has made it somewhat better. "out of sight" sadly does not mean out of mind, for he is still there (in mind). but it is a bit easier....

easier, until today, when i decided (for whatever ill-thought out reason) that i should send him a "merry xmas" text. at the time it seemed like a good idea, and i just did it. but after hearing his response (happy holidays... got to be politically correct), followed by "how are you?" to which i had the obligatory "and u?" text, i am simply feeling a bit un-festive. now i am just in a funk...

i WAS feeling good. doing my last-minute shopping. getting ready to go to church. feeling the holiday spirit. but now, now i just want to take a nap. forget all of the holiday joy, just hybernate in my bed.

why did i do this self-inflicted funk to myself????? i should be happy. life is good- i have everything to be thankful for (good job, great family, awesome friends, done with school, paid off student loans, healthy).... but still there is that one area that is just not 100% fullfilled.... that one area where i am left to wonder. where i am completly at someone elses mercy.... helpless... there is nothing that i can do to change the situation (or his heart), and that simply sucks.

perhaps that is why i sent the text.... not so much because i miss my bestfriend (as i do- so badly), not even so much because i want him to have a happy holiday (because truth be told, i am still hurt, and would be perfectly happy if he felt the same as me). really, i sent the text so that i could prove something.... like i am not really hurt... hurt that he's moved on, hurt that he had no time for me in his life, but somehow has time for her (though the circumstances are completly differnt- i live 2 hours away, and work a complelty different schedule than him... she, lives in the same town and works at the same job).... i guess i am really just hurt that he is with her. i thought he loved me. how could he move on? it makes no sence. but i don't want him to think that i am hiding out, stuck on that.... so that is why isent the text.

but, i guess that with that, i need to hold to it, and NOT let it get to me. not hybernate (as i would like to). he already has a spot in my mind (a spot that he simply does not deserve, but i nevertheless continues to occupy), no need to give him more of my time/effort/thoughts.....

ok, i am off to wrap gifts. clean. and then go to church. enough thoughts of him,.....
Tags: breakups, heart, holidays, love, myspace, relationships, texts

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Date:2006-07-31 08:58
Subject:My first rant.

My fucking "boyfriend"!!!
I was on his computer, and I came across an apparently "fake" Myspace of his, and I looked at the friends he had. There was only one, and it was his ex-girlfriend. When I asked him about it he said that it is her fault that she was dumb enough to add him as a friend.
Does anyone buy that shit anymore?
I mean he has listed her favorite bands as his favorite, and even lowered his age by like 5 years in the profile! What's worse is he also has down that he doesn't want kids! The ass has a daughter he adores!!!

Fuck men.

There is a reason that I put the word "boyfriend" in brackets.
I'm tired of living in the shadow of a woman who is completely worthless, especially compared to me.
He is not much better.

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Date:2006-06-12 21:23

I'm at the point where I'm close to say "enough of men."

Course, this was my fault originally. I had a wonderful guy; a great guy. But then I started having some problems and I let him go so he wouldn't have to deal with the ultimate mental meltdown I had later. Now I wish he had stuck around.

Anyway, I recovered and he got over me. He hates my guts and we'll never care for one another like we use to, but that's my cross. To help get my mind off of him, I started seeing other guys; Michael and Ryan (not at the same time mind you). One used me for things he wanted and the other turned me into the 'other woman' in a relationship I knew nothing about. I feel like I've been made into a whore by these two guys and it makes me sick.

I just figure this is karma's way of getting back at me for how I treated the only guy I ever really loved, but now I'm at the point where I'm seriously considering living a life without a man. Unfortunately, I'm a very compassionate person and before meeting Ryan and Michael, I depended on the compassion of others in order for me to feel like life was worth living. But now, reality sets in and I'm thinking "I don't need a boyfriend to survive. If I love myself and my friends and take care of myself, that's all I really need for a while."

But lately, I've felt kinda crummy. Feeling for my ex have returned and I'm having a hard time convincing myself that I don't need his love. What do you guys do when the 'ex blues' pop up?

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Date:2006-06-04 05:32

Newbie here. Just saying "Hey" for now, but I'm sure I'll be ranting later. Probably about the guy who has most recently propelled me into negative thinking toward the species bearing penises.

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Date:2006-04-18 11:34
Subject:An Update-looking thing
Mood: pessimistic

It's been a while since anyone has posted here, so here we go:

In my last post, I was pretty broken up over the Brit. I've pretty much moved on from that, although I'm still not pleased. To my way of thinking, I don't have time to moon over some guy 2000 miles away who can't be bothered to so much as send me an email once in a while. Who needs that?

Anyway, at the moment I have a couple of other things happening romantically.

The more interesting of them is an EMT (who lives 2 miles from me). He works for an ambulance company in Cambridge at the moment. He spent a while in Texas working with FEMA after Katrina hit.

Now, here's a genuinely good guy who helps people for a living. I respect the hell out of him, and am insanely attracted to him too. He's very bright, funny, and handsome to boot. In all fairness, he's a little quieter than I really like, but that's perfectly fine. He snaps out of it after you talk to him for a while.

What I want to know is what the hell is wrong with him that he's still single? At this point, I've become just cynical enough that I don't trust this. He seems too good to be true. He's great, there is mutual attraction to an insane degree, and we enjoy one another's company. There has to be some x-factor here.

I'll keep you posted.

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Date:2006-01-06 09:43
Subject:New Year exorcisim

I seem to have a New Year's Eve tradition developing. For the last two years running ('05 and now '06), I have ended up lying on my back with a certain man on top of me, being kissed until my mind went fuzzy when 12:00 struck. What follows is several days of blissful romantic and physical fun before this same man packs his bags and heads back home to England.

Yeah. England.

There is no way to adequately express to you how much it sucks that there is an ocean in between myself and this individual. We have known one another, directly and indirectly, for several years now (three, I think). Every time he is in the country, I end up with him, and we end up fooling around.

Whenever I'm around him, I am simply happy in a way that I have very rarely (if ever) been happy before. He is wonderfully smart, devastatingly handsome, kind, gentle, funny, sexy, and considerate. Best of all, he just seems to 'get' me in a way I've never encountered before. Although he constantly asks what I'm thinking about, it almost seems like he can tell without my having to say a word 9 times out of every 10. I've had conversations that lasted hours in which I communicated less than I can with one sideways glance at him.

I could keep going with this sort of thing for hours; relaying how making him laugh makes my heart leap in my chest and my stomach do a cartwheel, how the sight of him without a shirt on is enough to have me salivating more than one of Pavlov's dogs, you get the idea.

He is also one of the few men I have encountered who seems to honestly respect and appreciate my intention to hold off on sex. Of course, everything else is fair game, but only up to my comfort level. In that arena, he made it totally clear on day one that I was behind the wheel. Not that I'd ever questioned that anyway, but it still feels really good to hear a man say it even as he's telling you how much he wants you. It is much easier to relax and trust a man like that.

I'm totally irrational where this person is concerned, and I know it. In the total time I have been aware of his existence, we have probably been in the same time zone a grand total of a month. Of course, we each have lives to live, and I've never had any expectations where he is concerned, or at least not serious ones. Up until this latest visit in fact, neither of us even broached the subject of expectation of any kind. There have never been any promises or anything, and it isn't reasonable to expect them. Of course, I wasn't exactly feeling reasonable when I finally said something the other night. As usual, he totally understood both what I was saying and where I was coming from.

And then he packed up and left again. The last time I went through this, I was upset and lonely for a while after he left, but I never felt like I had my feet knocked out from under me. This time it's different. This time it is as if a piece of me got onto the plane with him. I actually cried, and then spent close to 24 hours on the verge of tears, something I have never done over a relationship with a man. Even as I'm sitting here thinking about it, I'm getting horrifyingly emotional.

I am really posting this as a way of venting more than anything. I'm still reasonable enough to know I'm over-reacting. I can't help it, and am not sure I want to.

Hopefully reading this will in some way help someone else, if only to demonstrate what a basket-case looks like.

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Date:2006-01-04 19:08
Mood: crappy

Why is it that whenever I find myself attracted to a guy, one of the following ends up happening:
A) I really get to know him, only to find out he was an asshole all along.
B) He has no interest.
or C) He claims to be attracted to me.... along with several other girls at the same time, while making half-ass attempts to even keep a conversation with me.

In a way I feel selfish for wanting a regular guy who's interested in me, isn't an ass, and stays interested for longer than a few days. It seems impossible. I've read He's Just Not That Into You, it helped so much, but I still can't help but feeling... like shit. Pure. Shit.

Sorry to rant, it's my first entry here, but I'm just bummed.

Do any of you find yourselves getting your hopes up more often than not? Maybe that's my problem....

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Date:2005-11-18 16:01
Subject:now ladies, here is why being single for the holidays is hardly a bad thing...
Mood: amused

With the holidays rapidly approaching, this struck me as being cute, timely, and oh-so-very appropriate!

The 12 Days of Christmas

December 14, 1972

My dearest darling John:

Who ever in the whole world would dream of getting a real Partridge in a Pear Tree? How can I ever express my pleasure. Thank you a hundred times for thinking of me this way.

My love always,

December 15, 1972

Dearest John:

Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just imagine two turtle doves. I'm just delighted at your very thoughtful gift. They are just adorable.

All my love,

December 16, 1972

Dear John:

Oh! Aren't you the extravagant one. Now I must protest. I don't deserve such generosity, three French hens. They are just darling but I must insist, you've been too kind.

All my love,

December 17, 1972

Dear John:

Today the postman delivered four calling birds. Now really, they are beautiful, but don't you think enough is enough? You are being too romantic.


December 18, 1972

Dearest John:

What a surprise. Today the postman delivered five golden rings, one for every finger. You're just impossible, but I love it. Frankly, all those birds squawking were beginning to get on my nerves.

All my love,

December 19, 1972

Dear John:

When I opened the door today there were actually six geese laying on my front steps. So you're back to the birds again, huh? These geese are huge. Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors are complaining and I can't sleep through the racket. Please stop.


December 20, 1972


What's with you and those silly birds? Seven swans a swimming? What kind of joke is this? There's bird poop all over the house and they never stop the racket. I can't sleep at night and I'm a nervous wreck. It's not funny. So stop with the birds.


December 21, 1972

O.K. Buster:

I think I prefer the birds. What the heck am I going to do with 8 maids a milking? It's not enough with all those birds and 8 maids a milking, but they had to bring their cows. There is manure all over the lawn and I can't move in my own >house. Just lay off me, smarty.


December 22, 1972

Hey Doodoohead:

What are you? Some kind of sadist? Now there's nine pipers playing. And boy do they play. They've never stopped chasing those maids since they got here yesterday morning. The cows are getting upset and they're stepping all over those screeching birds. What am I going to do? The neighbors have started a petition to evict me. You'll get yours!


December 23, 1972

You rotten thing:

Now there's ten ladies dancing. I don't know why I call them ladies. They've been flirting with those pipers all night long. Now the cows can't sleep and they've got diarrhea. My living room is a river of poop. The Commissioner of Buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause why the building shouldn't be condemned. I'm calling the police on you!


December 24, 1972

Listen ?#*!head:

What's with those eleven lords a leaping with those maids and ladies? All twenty-three of the birds are dead. They've been trampled to death by the lords and ladies and pipers. I hope you're satisfied, you rotten vicious swine.

Your sworn enemy,

December 25, 1972

Dear Sir:

This is to acknowledge your latest gift of twelve drummers drumming which you have seen fit to inflict on our client, Miss Agnes McHolstein. The destruction, of course, was total. All correspondence should come to our attention. If you should attempt to reach Miss McHolstein at Happy Dale Sanitarium, the attendants have been instructed to shoot you on sight.

With this letter please find attached a warrant for your arrest.

Law Offices of Badger, Bender and Chol

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Date:2005-09-23 22:09
Mood: thoughtful

been a while since i posted in here...

brief synopsis of me and my situation. i was done with men... for almost two years, i didn't let them control my emotions and rule my thinking. it was good. i dated a friend of mine. still, no worries. i got pregnant by mentioned man. again, no worries yet. due to my pregnancy being considered high-risk, i had to leave my job. jobless, i had to move from my apartment. i moved in with mentioned man.

still, i was doing just fine. we broke up, got back, broke up, got back... a few times. it's difficult living with someone you'd only been dating for a little while, even if you've known them for years. over the months, i fell in love with him completely. i didn't mean to. it just happened. merely weeks after i realized this, we broke up again. i felt like i wanted to die.

it's been a couple months since we broke up, and up until a couple weeks ago, i still wanted to die. i mean, how was it that i had to wake up, eat breakfast in the same room with him, watch him walk around in his boxers, still hang out with him, and not want to be with him? impossible. i tried to hide myself in order to get away from the situation. it didn't work.

anyway, a couple weeks ago, i had a nightmare. reader's digest version:

he came in the house with another chick. she was beautiful.... not model beautiful, but simple, chic. ya know? anyway, she apparently stayed over that night. (mind you, i woke up many times during this nightmare, only to have it continue when i fell asleep again) i found that out by going in his room to wake him up, as is the norm in the house, only to find her in his bed wearing his t-shirt. (that part seemed to be on repeat for about 7 million times, and it woke me up a few in cold sweats) i left his room crying, and went to my own to get myself together. i went downstairs and the pretty girl was on the couch. she had no idea who i was, from what i gathered, so i talked to her. she was really nice. i hated it. i wanted to say something that would make her want to leave and never come back, but because he really is a nice guy, and she seemed sweet, i couldn't. in my dream, i realized that whatever made him happy is what i want for him and i dealt with it. (then i woke up for good)

when i got up, i felt great. a burden had been lifted from my shoulders. my night was hell, but it made up for it in the morning. so these past couple of weeks, he and i are still hanging out a lot, and being the same as we were, but i don't know how it really changed me. i mean, i don't think i'm being any different than i was, but i must be. he's acting different towards me again, and it's confusing me. for example, he brought me breakfast in bed last week for my birthday. he sits right next to me on the couch again. he rests his head on my lap. i don't know if i've changed in a way that makes me more attractive to him now, but i don't know what to do about it. just when i'm feeling great about us being just friends again, he goes back to being all boyfriend-ish. i still am in love with him, so i don't know what to do. do i tell him to quit it? i don't want him to. it feels so nice to be close to him again. should i just go on like nothing's happening until he does something that screams he wants to be with me? that's what i was doing, and it's working okay, i guess, but i'm finding myself wanting to play with his hair when his head is on my lap. it's funny how it's the small urges that really kill you. maybe the next time his head is next to mine, or when he leans on my shoulder, i should just kiss him and find out. heh. right. i'm ballsy, but not that ballsy...

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Date:2005-09-23 10:52
Subject:The Greatest Book Ever!
Mood: powerful

He's Just Not That Into You

a.k.a The Greatest Book Ever

I love this book! My sister sat me down with it and forced me to read it. I'll be honest; at first I thought she was crazy. Then I actually read the thing. I have to tell you, this is every single woman's best friend. I had an experience roughly equivalent to having a relationship Babble fish stuck in my ear.

If you have the cash, go out and invest in a copy right now. If not, go down to your local library and get it there. ( In that second case, I would remind you there are copy machines in libraries too. You might want to photocopy a page or two that are particularly relevant to you. Just a suggestion)

The point is that unless you are the kind of lucky that means you stumbled over Prince Charming your first time out of the gate, you absolutely must read this book. Without exception. I'm not even going to say that this applies to just single women either. Even married ones will appreciate it because it will shed new light on those perplexing ex-boyfriends you could never quite figure out.

In other words, this is every woman's guide to being Done. I can't tell you how exciting it is to know that this book exists. And best of all, that a man wrote it!

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Date:2005-09-04 09:42

i slept with this guy because i really believed there was a mutual attraction. i saw the signs so to speak and he rejected me.

i feel so cheap and stupid.

this whole year has been sleeping with guys who have broken my heart and i cant deal with it anymore.

i feel so low and suicidal. i have no fight left in me.

all this started over 1 guy i made the mistake of getting involved with after that i made a few more of the same mistakes.

i am more angry with myself than with them. i knew better but wanted to be loved so much i ignored the obvious signs that indicated it was a bad idea.

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Date:2005-07-28 21:52

Man, I'm glad that there is a community like this one because men are pigs. They all suck, even the good ones in their own little way. Anyway, I'll go ahead and introduce myself. My name is Shirwin and I am 24 years old. I have a boyfriend, Paul, and we've been together for 2 1/2 years now (so I'll be posting here a lot...hehe!) Paul is not on my good side right now. I know he has a problem with talking to other girls on the internet, most of them overseas like the Philippines, etc., because he goes to those yahoo chatrooms and what not. And whenever I ask him about it, he acts like he's doing nothing wrong and it's not a big deal because he's not cheating on me per se, just talkin to other girls. Well, it's a big deal to me because shit, we've been together for almost 3 years! Plus, he never puts a "committed" or "in a relationship" sign on ANY of his profiles so he can act like he's single. Anyway, his friend invited me to join Hi5, and I found Paul's profile on there (w/ no "committed" sign, of course) and this chick from Malaysia sayin how much she loves him and misses him, and how she can't wait to talk to him. That pissed me off! so I left him a nasty testimonial which I know will make him mad, but I don't care. Why does he have to talk to others girls online?? Do I not give him everything?? Why do men have to seek out women?? Because they are assholes, that's why. A girl is a girl, no matter what shape or form. Did anyone here have a problem with their man and his "safe excitement" on the net? What did you do? Anyway, thanks for listening...glad to get that out of my system.

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Date:2005-07-04 00:02

Hey Guys,
I am proud to be a member of this community, and I think that all of you guys are awesome. I have recently started my own advice community, and I'd like you all to check it out. The link is http://www.livejournal.com/editinfo.bml?authas=katie3878. I'm testing out this community to see how well it does. I work at a psych clinic in Los Angeles, and I'm currently getting my Masters in Psych. If any of you girls or guys are interested in joining, feel free. Thanks.

With Love,

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Date:2005-04-11 15:26
Subject:I hate a double standard
Mood: grumpy

For as long as I have been dating, there has been one constant. I have always dated guys who are at least a year older than I am. There has never been any issue with this, as far as I was concerned.

I have recently gotten into a situation involving a guy a couple of years younger than I. By 'situation' I mean that he has been indicating an interest in me that goes beyond the friendly. This is an interesting thing for me to think about, because I am finding it kind of objectionable. Without dwelling too much on the specifics (which would only serve to complicate the issue further), I think my main problem is basically the age difference.

This guy is funny, and smart, and just generally a great person to be around. I have a lot of fun when I am with him. If it weren't for the age thing, I might consider the possibility at least.

I started to think about this a little more, and the more I thought the less comfortable with myself I became. The difference in age between this guy and myself is not much more than the difference that existed between myself and my last boyfriend. Certainly it is considerably less than the difference with the last guy I dated. The only other variable is that with all of my past relationships, I was always on the younger side of things. Why is it that the situation changes when I am the older party?

It feels hypocritical of me to raise an objection in one case, where the same condition in another was a non-issue.

I have asked a couple of people about this, and the only conclusion we have drawn is that as far as position in life, this specific case involves two people with much different ones. However, that same thing could have been said about any of the relationships I have been in before. This obviously dosn't suffice, I present it to you: Am I a hypocrite? Or do sometimes double standards simply exist, and no amount of rationalization is possible?

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Date:2005-04-04 22:04
Subject:The story of my life....

I was married once, I believe I went through with the whole ceremony just so I could get out. So I could get away from everything and everyone. I didn't really even love the guy. I got a divorce 4 years later. I didn't mind the marriage part, but I did mind the controling, overbearing, has to have things his way, guy I was married to. It took me up until during that 4th year to figure out what exactly was wrong in my life, and what exactly I wanted from my life.

About a year after my divorce, I hooked up with a guy who I thought was honest, fun-loving, caring...etc. I fell in love with him, and I thought he was in love with me. He said the words, went through the actions... a year after being with him he flipped out and broke up with me. He said he was getting to close, he wasn't ready to be that close to anyone, he wanted to see other women. The problem was that I really did love him. I chased after him, followed him, kept going back.... for two more years we were on and off together, until finally he called it quits for good. Dilligent, persistant (ignorant, stupid) me continued to hang around until I got him to confess he was seeing someone else - had already moved in with her, in fact. A meer two weeks after breaking up with me during a phone call. Needless to say I was devastated. To this day I have these very conflicted feelings whenever I'm around him, which isn't often and only at work. He recently married the chick he was dating after he broke up with me. He hasn't even known her a full year, she's 9 years his senior and has two nearly adult kids. Fucked up deal, especially when the whole time we were together he was spouting how he'd be damned if he ever got married again. Right. Fucking hypocrite.

The next guy I was with, even though I swore to myself that I'd wait a year before seriously seeing anyone again, was just as fucked up as the last one. I just didn't realize it yet. He put me through so much crap, I can't even begin to describe it all. In the end, he breaks up with me after about 4 months stating that he wants to go back to CA to be with his kids. I'm cool with that, his youngest son had been having health problems. A month after breaking up with me, he tells me that during the times he had gone to CA to see his kids (trips that I helped him take), he was fucking his ex-girlfriend. Son-of-a-bitch. I was so shocked that I could not even really have a reaction, which was fine because I'm sure the lack of reaction disappointed him. *snerk*

I have such wonderful taste in men.

It's been two months since the last, and I believe I will keep it that way for awhile.

I'm done - with - men, for now.

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Date:2004-12-27 15:24

Engagements are driving me up the wall. I had to watch one at the begining of Dec. at the Holiday Gift Swap I went to, (which was nice). The co-work on the other side of the cubical wall is asking his girl at the new year, so I get all the engagement details via wall gossip. A friend on my LJ just got engaged. Then I get the christmas card from a friend who I was maid of honor for, and she has her almost one year old child and her husband in a picture. I REALLY REALLY hate this. I just have gotten to a point in my life that I could see have a strong stable relationship and there is no one around. While everyone else is happily getting engaged, and I can't even get my male associate to respond to a freaking e-mail! (Insert lots of cursing) SIGHHHHHHH.

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Date:2004-12-20 09:33
Subject:Lets hear it for religious fanatics!
Mood: embarrassed

People like this give virgins everywhere a creepy image...Collapse )

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Date:2004-12-16 15:50

Out of 127,545 American adults aged 18 and over.

It found that 58.2 per cent of them were married, 10.4 per cent were separated or divorced, 6.6 per cent were widowed, 19 per cent had never married and 5.7 per cent were living with a partner.

58.2% - Married
10.4% - Sperated/Divorced
6.6% - Widowed
5.7% - Living with a partner

19% - Never Married

So I'm in a small group, but it's bigger then I expected. But figure that alot of that percentage is for the people 18-25 who just have not married yet, and most likely will. People say I should Date and such, but it's sooo hard to find people who don't run the other way when they get to know you. I fall into the geek level to an extreme, and finding someone compatiable isn't to hard. But usually they have no 'quality' to them. They are in poor health, have bad jobs, no goals, no future. I refuse to support them with some hope they will improve. I don't want to waste more time.

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