I admit it. There's something very wrong with me. I just signed a guestbook for a web site that was completely in some Asian pictogram happy writing. I don't know. My mother's family is filipino. They've got all the prejudices of caucasians (sp?), plus they use the same alphabet as us. According to my cousin, most of them even speak "Taglish" a mixture of Tagalog and English. So, my knowledge of other Asian cultures is pretty limited.
Ken called twice today. I didn't feel like rubbing his nose in the fact that I'm in no way obligated to send him his stuff, so I got my cousin to tell him I wasn't home. Yes, I know that's mean and unkind and I'm probably one of the meanest ex-girlfriends of all time, but so what? May I remind you that he owes me one thousand dollars?
Anyway, he tried to call Dirk 3 times yesterday, and he called me once. I wish he'd just go away. I don't like hearing from him. If he wants his stuff back, he can pay me back. God knows I need the money.
I haven't mentioned Krisco for a while. It's because she doesn't do much of anything. No more trying to spend the night at Dirk's house, no more cryptic e-mails, no more freak-outs. Nothing. She actually gave up. Poor doggie. I guess it didn't do her ego any good when I told her that even if Dirk was cheating on me with her, he'd never leave me for her. Nothing more than the truth, but I know it must have cut through her soul.
The only thing of interest she's done lately is adding a new quote to his wall: "No evil lost is wailed when it is gone." I'm certainly not wailing her. If stupidity could be deemed evil, she'd be Mistress of Evil. She's also started getting e-mail from an online personal ad service.
Honestly, it's not my doing. I don't want her to change her e-mail address again. It cheers me up to think I could have her in convulsions just by typing up a quick note telling her how happy Dirk and I are. I don't want to lose that.
I think I'll tell Jason about Ken's little (ex) girlfriend's sexual preferences (Come here Fido!). Jason won't let Ken live it down. He'll get a second job just to afford the long distance calls, so he can humiliate Ken. Jason always was a bit of a prick. We got along pretty well.
As for stuff that actually happened today? Nothing. I'm looking for those little tubes of paper you can roll up pennies with. Know where they sell those? Oh, and I found some hideous sites on the (Name Deleted) Ring. Yucko. I'm not going to specify them because that would be tasteless.
Dirk's brother borrowed his bike without asking and got it stolen last night. Stupid asshole. If he'd bothered asking Dirk, he could have found out the combination to the lock on the chain, and secured it. Noooo...he just parked it behind the 7-11 he works at, and was surprised the bike was stolen. As if it would have been such a hardship to walk home from 7-11 anyway. If it's more than 3/4 of a mile away, I'll be amazed. Besides, Aaron's pear-shaped. He needs the exercise.
I think he should have to buy Dirk a new bike. If that were my brother, I'd have beaten the crap out of him.