This weekend I got to catch up on some much needed sleep. I didn’t
get to take the day after my vacation off (will always make sure I put that in
ahead of time from now on). I was really dragging most of last week. It was
really nice to sleep in for 2 days. I wish it could have been more. Falling
asleep sitting up at your desk is usually frowned upon. I really did absolutely nothing on Saturday except
sit on my ass and watch movies all day. Absolutely awesome. I should have done
that on Sunday when it was raining instead. I got soaked running errands
yesterday. I did get to go see the hobbit though. It was pretty good. I am
slightly annoyed that I will have to wait for the other 2 movies to come out to
see how it ends. Boo.
I did get something out of the blue though. A guy I dated
during the summer sent me a message on facebook to call him. WARNING: FOUL
LANGUAGE AHEAD. Now this guy was a “gem”. Hear that sarcasm? This gem was
probably the worse guy I have ever had the unfortunate experience to date in my
entire life (and a poster child for a manipulative compulsive liar to boot). And
that is saying something, because I have dated some loosers. At first I thought it was something bad that he had to
tell me (don’t want to ever have one of those
phone calls). But it was one of those “I miss you and want to get back together”
messages. Now……..this guy must be high off his ass if he thinks I ever want to
see his face ever again. No, I didn’t
call him. Sent a text message “what the hell do you want?”. I would not be able
to keep the foul language under wraps if I actually spoke to him (I usually
pride myself on having a potty mouth that an Irish navy sailor would be proud of.
But sometimes being nice will piss people off more, especially when they don’t
get what they want, soooooo). I took the
high road and said that I didn’t want to see or hear from him again. Ever. I had
to make that point multiple times. Why would you want to keep asking someone
that if they keep saying they want nothing to do with you? What a moron. And he
must think I am a complete fucking idiot if he thought I would EVER get back together with him. Insert
Taylor Swift song here (ok, I can’t stand that chick. So if I am using her in a
reference it is a good one. One of her ex’s should do a song “maybe its you”
just sayin). When I got the response I nearly
fell off the couch laughing. I kinda half fell off to avoid the cat that was
looking up at me like I was crazy.
I digress.
This is one of those examples for not resorting to bad
habits. There are good reasons why you are not with that person anymore, so why
bother going back. I have learned that lesson too many times to count. With the
same of even worse results. People really don’t change. So if it didn’t work
before, it will not work the second time. I do believe the saying “once a
cheater, always a cheater”. Granted there might be one exception to the rule,
but I have yet to find it. If you are a compulsive liar, then you will probably
always be one. And those are definitely the ones to avoid. Besides, if you have
to lie …….you probably shouldn’t be with that person anyways. That one is not
rocket science.
Perhaps I will meet a good and decent guy one day….but I am
not holding my breath on that one, not in this town.
Cheers to all of you crazy peeps!!!
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