An Awesome Account of some Awesomely Awesomeness. You Dumb Bitch.
Gather round ladies and gents and hear the tale of the most preposterous crazy lady known to this emotionally charged and dumbfoundingly comical website. I promise you, if your amour propre is at an all time low, this report will boost your spirits sky-high. You're probably not as bat-shit-bonkers as you think you are.
I wrote about Ann recently on LIAC. Well, I posted my summary of my feelings regarding Ann on LIAC and from what I can tell, LIAC's general conclusion of Mrs. Ill-conceived is that she's just a wee bit cuckoo (And by wee bit, I mean chock-full cockeyed).
When I made my last stand against the Quixotical Queen, I was hoping she'd limit herself to my existence. Seeing her every morning while she waited for her husband after work was enough to make my stomach turn daily, it just never reached the full-out projectile vomit stage, ONLY because I assumed she'd be smart enough to keep to herself.
I learned a great deal about wacky women while living with my mother. I should have known better. Ann, will never give me up.
Like an obsessed, boy-crazed fourteen-year-old Ann has maintained my presence in her life, all by her lonesome. She keeps a healthy eye on not only my personal blog, but also LIAC and has stated openly to her husband that she is,
"Extraordinarily offended that she would post the email on LIAC. LIAC is a website for serious relationships and your relationship with Anna is definitely not serious enough."
This of course was brought to my attention after being pestered for IP addresses because Ann claims that she never posted a comment on LIAC and is completely offended that someone would credit her with such bad grammar (to be honest, I thought the grammar in 'her post' was quite errorless compared to her every-day speech. Before I deleted her, her msn nick was, 'I don't want to be led down.' Whatever that means).
I suppose I would be prone to believe that someone would just make a random comment on LIAC, pretending to be Ann 'cause the situation was easy enough to read into, but unfortunately for Ann the past predicts the present and Ann is anything but oblivious with women that she feels threatened by. I mention this because Ann has stalked her ex-husband's, wife's blog for years now and even though realising it does nothing but hurt her, continues to do so 'cause she a sadistic fuck.
I'm not sure how I'm supposed to remove myself from her and Josh's life if she won't leave me alone. I am sure that she's one card short of a full deck and frankly, am a little afraid of her.
According to Josh, the interrogation begins from the moment he steps into the car, from the moment he puts his head down at night.
"Did you talk to Anna today?"
"What did Anna say about me?"
"Did you discuss our relationship?"
"You're not supposed to talk to her anymore."
I don't feel particularly sorry for Josh only because he chooses to put up with it. This does however cement my fears of the loose screw 'cause seriously, my name shouldn't be used as frequently as conjunctions in every day conversation.
And the be all to end all of lunacy in this bizarre reality that I exist in is that Josh is no longer allowed to use the word, "awesome" because I use it too much in my journal.
To this I say: In the past three months, I have used the word "awesome" two times.
You are a derailed freight train of emotional bullshit and absolute lunacy Ann. Get on some meds, get a hobby, get a scalpel and give yourself a lobotomy - I don't care.
Just get the fuck out of my life.
I wrote about Ann recently on LIAC. Well, I posted my summary of my feelings regarding Ann on LIAC and from what I can tell, LIAC's general conclusion of Mrs. Ill-conceived is that she's just a wee bit cuckoo (And by wee bit, I mean chock-full cockeyed).
When I made my last stand against the Quixotical Queen, I was hoping she'd limit herself to my existence. Seeing her every morning while she waited for her husband after work was enough to make my stomach turn daily, it just never reached the full-out projectile vomit stage, ONLY because I assumed she'd be smart enough to keep to herself.
I learned a great deal about wacky women while living with my mother. I should have known better. Ann, will never give me up.
Like an obsessed, boy-crazed fourteen-year-old Ann has maintained my presence in her life, all by her lonesome. She keeps a healthy eye on not only my personal blog, but also LIAC and has stated openly to her husband that she is,
"Extraordinarily offended that she would post the email on LIAC. LIAC is a website for serious relationships and your relationship with Anna is definitely not serious enough."
This of course was brought to my attention after being pestered for IP addresses because Ann claims that she never posted a comment on LIAC and is completely offended that someone would credit her with such bad grammar (to be honest, I thought the grammar in 'her post' was quite errorless compared to her every-day speech. Before I deleted her, her msn nick was, 'I don't want to be led down.' Whatever that means).
I suppose I would be prone to believe that someone would just make a random comment on LIAC, pretending to be Ann 'cause the situation was easy enough to read into, but unfortunately for Ann the past predicts the present and Ann is anything but oblivious with women that she feels threatened by. I mention this because Ann has stalked her ex-husband's, wife's blog for years now and even though realising it does nothing but hurt her, continues to do so 'cause she a sadistic fuck.
I'm not sure how I'm supposed to remove myself from her and Josh's life if she won't leave me alone. I am sure that she's one card short of a full deck and frankly, am a little afraid of her.
According to Josh, the interrogation begins from the moment he steps into the car, from the moment he puts his head down at night.
"Did you talk to Anna today?"
"What did Anna say about me?"
"Did you discuss our relationship?"
"You're not supposed to talk to her anymore."
I don't feel particularly sorry for Josh only because he chooses to put up with it. This does however cement my fears of the loose screw 'cause seriously, my name shouldn't be used as frequently as conjunctions in every day conversation.
And the be all to end all of lunacy in this bizarre reality that I exist in is that Josh is no longer allowed to use the word, "awesome" because I use it too much in my journal.
To this I say: In the past three months, I have used the word "awesome" two times.
You are a derailed freight train of emotional bullshit and absolute lunacy Ann. Get on some meds, get a hobby, get a scalpel and give yourself a lobotomy - I don't care.
Just get the fuck out of my life.
posted by fucking diddums | 1:44 pm
"Extraordinarily offended that she would post the email on LIAC. LIAC is a website for serious relationships..."
... is hilarious for so many reasons. I kinda like it too, though.
But yes Ann needs to re-evaluate the chances of someone totally random coming to this site and leaving a comment as herself, defending herself... Unlikely.
First you said you are getting out of our lives. Now it's "According to Josh, the interrogation begins when he steps into the car."
So by your own admission, you continue to "see" my husband. But really you simply continue to pester us, continuing with sticking like a cheap suit.
He would be with you if he wanted you, wouldn't he? Instead of rationalizing around it, and letting your imagination run wild, just face that basic fact.
You did say you were getting out of our lives.
Show at least a scrap of integrity, and live up to that.
Holy Lunacy Batman.
I'm finding it hard to credit this person as Ann, only because you'd have to be some kind of stupid to show up here again.
Whether said "poster" is Ann or not, what matters is that Josh chooses to tell me about his relationship because he DOES want to be my friend - You crazy bitch.
Why don't you let Josh be a grown up for once, and allow him the dignity to make his own decisions.
And Ann, I don't want your husband, so him choosing me over you is of no import, what-so-ever. Duh.
Da-na-na-na-na-na-na CRAZY.
Miss Diddums: choices are choices. Josh chooses to accompany the vermicious knid and thus you need to respect that he has actively chosen to be pizen by association. DO NOT bother to talk with either Ann or her hubby the wimp. If she chooses to stalk after you it is the mere scrabblings of an impotent and pathetic troll, nothing you need to bother paying any attention to. Josh may once have been a decent human being, now he is voluntary servant of the slime mold. This was HIS choice. Let him rot in her arms and do not worry your head with it ever again.