Angles
There is nothing like a multiple-hour-long discussion about a really shit relationship to brighten your day.
I was banking online yesterday (Random spot of advice: If you live in Canada, be sure to use .ca, and not .com when trying to log onto ING), and I randomly bumped into my ex boyfriend's new girlfriend on his msn list.
Randomly bumping into anyone in the wee hours of the mornin' usually doesn't sit well with most, but bumping into a sparkly, new girlfriend that belongs to your ex is doubly strange. I didn't actually think we were going to converse, maybe slip out a few borderline hostile comments and be on our merry ways, but the fates wanted us to engage in a massive-Dr. Phil-this-is-a-new-day-I-want-you-to-get-excited-about-your-life emotional word scramble.
I never like women. They're stupid and fickle and fake and bubbly and all things that little, cute babies are made of, which makes them oh-so-special, and that makes me want to die. I liked the new girlfriend though. She was articulate, calm, logical and accepting of what was said, and not kung-fu crazy jealous when I referenced the time that I was dating her now boyfriend. She scored mega points, and if I was in the neighbourhood of exploring my I-want-to-be-a-dyke personna, I would totally pork her.
But I feel bad for her. She is at a point in her relationship where she doesn't know where to go and her dumbass boyfriend is being exactly the way he was with me, which eventually lead to our breakup.
It sucks that I am not at liberty to discuss her relationship, as she frequents this site and am sure that she wouldn't apreciate my Tom Cruise hypothesis of her love life, but MAN, it pisses me right off to think that my ex could be such an idiot.
And it pisses me off that I can't do anything about it.
And it pisses me off that she can't do anything about it either.
Fuckers.
But the point I was trying to make was that, while listening to her horrible account of the problems that she has encountered within her relationship, I came to appreciate mine a hell of a lot more. How awful it is for me to say that her misery brought me joy, but it did. Is that awful? Obviously we can't properly appreciate what we have until some random act of stupidity turns it inside out and ends it. So I suppose in a way, she may have saved a fragment of my relationship by letting me listen to hers. So I guess I need to say thanks.
I was banking online yesterday (Random spot of advice: If you live in Canada, be sure to use .ca, and not .com when trying to log onto ING), and I randomly bumped into my ex boyfriend's new girlfriend on his msn list.
Randomly bumping into anyone in the wee hours of the mornin' usually doesn't sit well with most, but bumping into a sparkly, new girlfriend that belongs to your ex is doubly strange. I didn't actually think we were going to converse, maybe slip out a few borderline hostile comments and be on our merry ways, but the fates wanted us to engage in a massive-Dr. Phil-this-is-a-new-day-I-want-you-to-get-excited-about-your-life emotional word scramble.
I never like women. They're stupid and fickle and fake and bubbly and all things that little, cute babies are made of, which makes them oh-so-special, and that makes me want to die. I liked the new girlfriend though. She was articulate, calm, logical and accepting of what was said, and not kung-fu crazy jealous when I referenced the time that I was dating her now boyfriend. She scored mega points, and if I was in the neighbourhood of exploring my I-want-to-be-a-dyke personna, I would totally pork her.
But I feel bad for her. She is at a point in her relationship where she doesn't know where to go and her dumbass boyfriend is being exactly the way he was with me, which eventually lead to our breakup.
It sucks that I am not at liberty to discuss her relationship, as she frequents this site and am sure that she wouldn't apreciate my Tom Cruise hypothesis of her love life, but MAN, it pisses me right off to think that my ex could be such an idiot.
And it pisses me off that I can't do anything about it.
And it pisses me off that she can't do anything about it either.
Fuckers.
But the point I was trying to make was that, while listening to her horrible account of the problems that she has encountered within her relationship, I came to appreciate mine a hell of a lot more. How awful it is for me to say that her misery brought me joy, but it did. Is that awful? Obviously we can't properly appreciate what we have until some random act of stupidity turns it inside out and ends it. So I suppose in a way, she may have saved a fragment of my relationship by letting me listen to hers. So I guess I need to say thanks.
posted by fucking diddums | 2:31 pm
Or maybe just, "Hey, I dated this dolt once and he's being a jerk, 'cause I know how he acts."
meh. I can't be nice to everyone.
Who called anyone a name? I merely pointed out that he was acting like an idiot, or rather is blowing something that could be very good for him. - Which most would consider idiotic. So perhaps it was more of a verb than a noun. But to each their own.
Perhaps posting comes from those who are willing to exibit their pain. I think we're all just looking for attention.
Actually, there is more than one angle in the post - how the girl explained her situation (misery), and how Diddum's took it (joy).
In fact, that's what I thought the interesting bit was...