Long time, no post
It has been quite a while, but really all that's gone on is holidays. I ate a lot, I slept a lot, I spent a lot of time with my wonderful family...then I worked a lot, then I hung out with my friends a bunch...that's about it. If you wanna see pictures, go to llane3.photosite.com, there's a lot of pics there from different events over the break.
Clay was gone from the show most of the break, which was pretty tough. He came back today, and I had to contain myself from jumping for joy. I also voicetracked my last midday shift on B103, as Libby will be back tomorrow. It was fun, but I wouldn't want to do it every day on top of everything else I do.
I basically posted just to catch up and get myself back into the swing of things, not because I had a whole lot to say. I'll post again when I have some sort of intelligent contribution.
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Well it appears I have forgotten the username and other bullshit that I used when I signed up for the last time I posted, but whatever. I figured I would actually get a response if I posted on a recent post. So I didn't even bother to read the post I'm actually commenting on. Patrick has already told you that I was the one who wrote the post that you whined about and then caused you to actually make an entire journal entry about. Again, pathetic, but whatever. Patrick isn't leaning over my shoulder this time asking me not to use names. I'm doing this post all by myself and I don't plan to hold back. So here starts my "sensless ranting."
I know for a fact that you "actively pursued" MY boyfriend! I know for a fact that YOU asked him on dates and NOT the other way around. I know all this because half the time you called, I was with Patrick and he never cared if I listened to the call, too. I also happen to know for a fact that he NEVER came on to you. I can say that with absolute certainty because even though at the moment he and I are broken up, he still won't do anything or even look at other girls because he's still in love with me. I also know that if it wasn't for my respect for Patrick, I wouldn't have just made you leave the apartment that night, I would have grabbped you by the hair and thrown you out the window and then sent your purse flying into the pool. I can be a very cruel person when I want to be, and since Patrick and I aren't dating anymore, there's nothing stopping me from kicking your ass the next time I happen to see you. So my suggestion to you is that if you want to go out and do things with Patrick as friends, go for it. But if you so much as even think of putting the moves on him, you'll be in ICU so fast you won't know what hit you. I don't care if I did dump him, but I'll be damned if I'm going to allow some disgusting tramp to try to take advantage of ANY of my ex-boyfriends ESPECIALLY when she tried to get him to cheat on me.
Oh, and don't flatter yourself thinking that you were any part of the reason for the break-up. Trust me, you weren't. But again, good luck with your "Path to God" bullshit, because you will need it if you're still on that kick. And I still say you need to learn to exercise will power. That really does seem to be your main problem. Oh yeah, and, seriously, get a life. If all you can come up with to talk about is how some "idiot" posted some "stupid comment" in your on-line blog, then you definitely don't get out enough. I say you should go get seriously fucked by some guy who doesn't care about you and what you want. Just get fucked and get over it. :) Have a nice life . . .
First of all, I'm very sorry if I hurt you. That was never my intentions. Patrick and I were just "talking", and according to him, you two had been broken up for quite some time.
You didn't "make" me leave the apartment that night, I left because I felt you two had a few things you needed to work out...and because I didn't think you were emotionally stable at the time. I was hoping that whatever was going on with you two you would just get it resolved one way or the other. But, I'm sure your real intention was to stop anything between me and Patrick before it even started, at which you succeeded, because I was wary of even talking to him much after that. It's hard to know who to believe in a situation like that.
Sorry, I don't respond to threats like you'd want me to. I know you'd like for me to say, "bring it on, bitch!" but that's not going to happen. The fact is, Patrick isn't for me. Because of you, I took a step back, realized that for sure, and moved on well before we got very involved. I'm not dating at all right now so I can clear my head a bit, and I don't see anything wrong with that.
The reason I'm responding to this is because I'm actually sorry if I inadvertantly hurt you. That was never my intent, as it was never my intent to "take advantage" of anyone. I really don't think I was pursuing him like you think I was. I was enjoying getting to know him before I met you.
I wouldn't think that I was any reason for you two to break up, because I can say that you and Patrick have been the last thing I would have concerned myself with since the night you stormed into his apartment (which, by the way, does make for a good story sometimes...) I have too much going on in my life right now to make something that happened so long ago a primary focus.
To quote you on that night, "I'm sorry we had to meet under these circumstances." I'm not really sure if I care what the truth is anymore, but I felt that if it is this important to you that you deserved a response. If you really want to know my side of the arguement or just want to try and rip me a new one again, feel free to email me. I do plan on calling Patrick to see what this is all about, but you really don't have to worry about anything between me and him. This whole thing should be well over, so I'm asking you to just end it. We can walk away from this thing as two adults who had a disagreement, rather than mulling it over like a couple of high school kids. And, same to you: have a nice life.
Unfortunately, I have a life, so I'll have to bitch about your little attempt at public maturity later. I do know that your post was just a facade because Patrick told me about your temper tantrum to him. So, good try, but not good enough. Again, I'll bitch about it later. I have a date to get ready for.
Hey, you never got in touch with me. I still don't really understand what you want me to do, why you posted that message, and what sparked you to post it when you did. If you really feel the need, you can email me at ASHL1212@aol.com.
My gosh I have heard all about you and you really are a tramp. I feel sorry for any guys who has ever liked or does like you. I especially feel sorry for Patrick ever having looked at you. He has way better now and he knows it. Well have a nice life and whatever you do don't be a stupid idiot and come near Patrick. By the way I am Alysha's sister and we will all kick your ass. Have a great life!!!! And go get fucked, it always makes things better! Promise!
:)
Karen!!!
Aww, Karen, you're so sweet! Thank you! :) It's nice to know that I have the support of my family when it comes to dealing with tramps! :)
By the way, I'm oh so sorry that I forgot to come back and post . . . I suppose I should have done that first thing after my date, but I was so exhausted from all the sex that I just couldn't bear to waste my time here. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, I decided to take Patrick back. I'm sure that you're just super excited about that! :) Anyway, I've changed my mind about a few things . . . stay away from Patrick completely. You come anywhere near him and I'll gladly have you hauled away in a body bag. And no, that's not a threat, it's a promise I'll willingly keep without even batting an eye. Go find some other girl's boyfriend to try to fuck with. And you might want to consider going for an older guy, they're more willing to forgive tramps of all their crap and actually consider a real relationship . . . Actually, that's not true, they're just desperate enough to fuck anything.
Good luck with that, as always, you'll need it.
~Alysha
I really don't understand what in the world you want from me. Obviously you don't have better things to do. I already told you that I am in no way interested in Patrick. And I will talk to whomever I please, threats really don't bother me. I have connections all over the country that I could use to make your life miserable, but I am above that. Really, do you understand that I don't want Patrick, and that I've hardly thought of him since that weekend that you stormed in like a crazy woman? Really, you are completely vain to think that you're on my mind any time other than when I check the commnents on my blog. I don't need to get "f'd" to feel good about myself. It must be a sorry existence for that to be the core of your self esteem.
I'm glad Patrick is moving away, it will be good for him to get as far away from you as possible.
Awww, did he forget to tell you that I'm moving with him? Obviously. And no, you will not talk to "whomever you please" because we are blocking your number tomorrow. :) And I heard about your little attempt to intimidate Patrick. Nice try.
You're right, he didn't mention that to me. Well, congratulations, I hope you two are very happy together. And don't bother blocking my number; all Patrick had to do was say he didn't want to talk to me and my talking to him about once a month or so would have promptly stopped. I didn't plan on keeping in touch with him once he moves aside from the occasional instant message, but if he doesn't want to talk to me, all he has to do is message me. I'm not trying to threaten you at all. That's why I don't understand why you hate me so passionately.
I don't "hate you passionately." You're not worth that much thought. I do however, despise you. You annoy me and you are a bad person. I tend to dislike bad people. Comes from being raised by good people to be a good person I guess . . . but whatever. I dislike bad people and I despise you because you are a liar and a bad person. My personal thoughts tend to run along the lines of permanently removing all thoroughly bad people from the planet. Maybe we could just jettison you out of an airlock into space. As a human (decent or not) you would pretty much be vaporized instantly so we wouldn't have to worry too much about using space being cluttered with out cast-offs. Anyway, back to my not liking you. I'm one of those up-front-in-your-face types and it's so much easier to just tell someone what you're thinking than pretend that you care about their pathetic life. So, if I "hated you passionately," as you so conceitedly put it, you would definitely know it because I would tell you. After all, most people don't seem to realize it, but you can't truly hate someone unless you truly love them. Think about it . . . The guy that dumped you your freshman year even though you were completely in love with him, your best friend from fifth grade who called you a whore; all people you now hate; all people you once loved. (For the record, those were hypothetical, I'm not saying that you ever had a boyfriend who would take the time to dump you, or a friend who would go out of her way to call you a whore.) My point is that you can't hate someone without loving them first, and I wouldn't waste my time on you. The only reason I bother posting is because I'm something of an insomniac. I don't sleep much and I've done everything else I could possibly do including finishing all the books that I have available to me at the time. I have a nice little library for myself, so trust me, it's not a small number of books. In fact, if you happen to like sci-fi, I would suggest the Mission Earth dekalogy by L. Ron Hubbard. They're wonderful, but I don't know your reading level, so I would suggest not even attempting them if you have trouble getting through small, simple books. Anyway, my friend Matt just called. He's having a party and apparently everyone is asking about where I am and why I'm not already there, so I've got to get going. I would invite you, but I want the people at the party to have a GOOD time. :)
Wow, I just hit the preview and noticed how long this post is . . . I was seriously bored! :) Oh well, it was amusing to type it and even more amusing to realize that you actually wasted your time reading it! :) But then, some people's time just isn't as valuable as others . . . which is why I only actually wasted about ten minutes of my time doing this. I'm a very fast typer. :) Anyway, time is money and fun, and I have some fun waiting for me . . .
Haha, I'm a liar? Didn't you tell me that you were moving to Houston with Patrick?
I don't need you to validate me as a person. I know that I'm a good person, and obviously you do too if you're so jealous. Jealousy is usually the motivating emotion in situations like the one you have created. You still haven't listed a single concrete wrongdoing on my part.
I'm very sorry about your insomnia. Although a bit annoying, I'm sure it's great for productivity.
Wow, you really are a fucking whore.
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