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Dood, why did I just get a " Who's number is this on my cell phone? " call from the GIRLFRIEND of a friend of mine that I hung out with last night who supposedly lied that he was coming to kick it with me. I don't need this. Ok folks.. The friend's name.. I guess I should say former friend cuz he's soooo blocked after this one... was a former coworker of mine at Target... we become friends and kicked it and like he was a total fuckin asshole to me and so we stopped talking. Then out of the blue I get this e-mail yesterday. He says he misses me blah blah blah. I'm like whatever dood. So we talk online for a bit and he decides he wants to drive all the way from hayward to rodeo.. just to see me. Right! If that wasn't a blatent " I better get sex when I get there " statement.. then I don't know what is. He doesn't get sex. He gets a hug and nothing more.
So we talked last night for a bit.. caught up with our lives... and that's about it. Nothing big.. he goes home... I go to bed. End of story.
his girlfriend just calls me to find out who I am cuz he used her cell phone to call me cuz he got lost. Guys are the worst " cheaters " in the world. WAAAYYY TOOO SLOPPY!! :: shakes head, laughing :: It's almost comical to me...
So her and I talk, cuz I'm not a Jerry Springer drama bitch. I'm civil. I tell her the facts. She tells me her facts. And we figure out he's a prick and I'm never speaking to him again, she can deal with him. He was a fountain of lies. Because that's how fast they were spouting from his mouth. And frankly. I don't need him. So yes. I don't tolerate Drama. Unless it's the type where I'm starring in a play. I don't tolerate it at all.
So we talked last night for a bit.. caught up with our lives... and that's about it. Nothing big.. he goes home... I go to bed. End of story.
his girlfriend just calls me to find out who I am cuz he used her cell phone to call me cuz he got lost. Guys are the worst " cheaters " in the world. WAAAYYY TOOO SLOPPY!! :: shakes head, laughing :: It's almost comical to me...
So her and I talk, cuz I'm not a Jerry Springer drama bitch. I'm civil. I tell her the facts. She tells me her facts. And we figure out he's a prick and I'm never speaking to him again, she can deal with him. He was a fountain of lies. Because that's how fast they were spouting from his mouth. And frankly. I don't need him. So yes. I don't tolerate Drama. Unless it's the type where I'm starring in a play. I don't tolerate it at all.
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Date: 2003-09-08 10:48 pm (UTC)