Well, I suppose it’s only fair that I tell you the reason for posting those lyrics. It’s not what you think. Not even close.
You see, and I’m going for the abbreviated version because I’m so fucking pissed, a friend of a friend of a friend took something I wrote in an email the wrong way. A bunch of my friends were emailing each other to pass the day and he was part of it. Soooo, I replied to something he wrote and he decided I was in love with him.
Yeah, let that one wash over you.
Talk about thinking highly of oneself, huh?
Apparently, he thinks that all of the times I’ve been in his presence I’ve been in total awe of him. I’ve only seen him a few times. He has been to a few dinners, but I’ve never really given him much thought.
Until last week.
I can’t imagine how one could think someone is in love with them over one smartass email I sent. Maybe he forgot that he wasn’t the only one receiving that email.
He then started emailing and texting my friend about me. How he would date me, but it will never be love. This all ended with him emailing me the lyrics to that song, I’m Not In Love, and a stupid ass email about my love for him.
I ended up giving him a piece of my mind on Monday night. So much drama. I’m not even interested in talking about it anymore. Why does this shit happen to me? Where are the normal people?
I feel like a real fool for getting sucked in the way I did. I should have known better. But, I just wanted to help her. We did help her and the dogs though. We bought food and water and gave her money and clothes. At least that’s something.
“If we took away women’s right to vote, we’d never have to worry about another Democrat president. It’s kind of a pipe dream, it’s a personal fantasy of mine, but I don’t think it’s going to happen. And it is a good way of making the point that women are voting so stupidly, at least single women. It also makes the point, it is kind of embarrassing, the Democratic Party ought to be hanging its head in shame, that it has so much difficulty getting men to vote for it. I mean, you do see it’s the party of women and ‘We’ll pay for health care and tuition and day care — and here, what else can we give you, soccer moms?’”
I hate this woman. Seriously. I want to know what the fuck happens to you as a human being to make you hate your own kind so much. If she was lying in an alley being gang-raped by sadistic serial killers, I would have to pause to contemplate helping her or not. I probably would because I’m the type of woman who would love to have a little piece of shit like her in my debt. Hmmm, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Ann, you have scorned me. You have given those uptight rich masogonist white men you are on your knees serving. You don’t deserve your uterus, clitoris, or tits. It’s not womankind’s fault your face looks like a dirty dried up cunt. I have proof, see below.
Sorry…you know, I was going to put a picture of her on here, but I don’t want her gangbanged looking face on here.
I am with you on the Ann Coulter thing. She was on one of the morning shows the other day and she really is just so full of herself. I am all for having a point of view but to just cut out everyone else’s is very narrow minded. That was about as nice as I could be about that.
ICK on the guy. It is amazing how one can read so much into sarcasm. Just because they want it doesn’t make it real…and it was more his own wants/desires reflecting on that paper than anything you probably said.
Some men are just paralyzed from the neck up, that dude sounds like one of them.
As for your lack of shittage, get some bloody fibre into you woman! I hope you crap soon.
Oooh, good luck with the poo!! I hate that feeling. (hug) Big hugs to Stella as well.
I am continually amazed at what a cunt Ann Coulter is.
I don’t know the details but you did good with the homeless woman, even if she fucked it up again and drugged herself silly…
… and that guy? HA! What an utter cockhead. I would wind him up properly…
good luck with the shits!
I feel your pain on the constipation thing – sucks!
That homeless woman? You had no way of knowing, none, so no guilt there, you did the decent kind human thing, you helped.
Hope everything comes out alright.
Poor baby Stella
Ann Coultar is a fucking moron.
The email dude is a moron. THe sad part is, you were probably his one shot at normal human interaction.
Hope, for your sake…everything comes out ok..lol…I totally agree with you on Ann coulter..used to read her books, but I will never buy another one.
Dixie
Ann Coulter & add Nancy Grace to that. Uuggh!
Please give Stella Marie a stroke from me; poor baby.
And you would help her, but that’s b/c of the person you are. You’re a good, decent person. Tough, but good & fair.
Like a vigilante superhero foxy ninja!
wow just wow… it is posts like this that keep me coming back…
I hope stella is alright I know the feeling as one of my cats is fading into nothingness.
Don’t let Coultergeist get to you … she’s a loser.
If you poop something out that looks like her, you’ll feel better.
Love your blog.
I don’t know how you find these guys. It’s a gift.
Don’t feel bad about Karen. You were moved by compassion to help someone else. The fact that she is an addict and that her life is mess doesn’t diminish the significance of what you did. When she gets it together, she will remember that someone treated her and her dogs humanely, even when she was at her worst. That counts!
I can’t even touch Ann Coulter’s books. I think I’ll lose my vagina for walking near it in the bookstore. I stopped speaking to someone because she dared to mention her name to me in a favorable light. There’s no excuse for her, Bigoted Bitch!! She’s the AntiFeminist. Armageddon is upon us.
Poop well my friend,
how is stella marie’s eye? Is it getting better, was it pink eye?
#1 – That guy should feel like an ass. Poo on people who can’t properly read an e-mail.
#2 – You did the right thing. It’s not your responsibility that Karen is addicted and can’t properly receive the help people are willing to give her.
#3 – I, too, can’t stand Ann Coulter. I bought her book before I knew who she was. I read the first paragraph and wanted to heave. I actually threw the book away instead of going to get my money back.