This may sound hypocritical but now I'd like to talk about getting caught up. This don't happen often but it has happened once or twice. I generally learn from my mistakes so I never get caught the same way twice. Here goes...
So remember the 8 year relationship?!?!? Well it was dysfunctional, to say the least. Stupid me, knew he was being less the honest from the get go...why I stayed I will never know. The chick before me was a constant problem for the first year. He had many dealings with her because he claimed she was doing his homework for him and whatever others lies he came up with. Long story short, I didn't feel he was in it to win so I also did my thug thizzle. There was one guy in particular who I was talking to. He knew I had a boyfriend but wasn't concerned. So one weekend I told my boyfriend I was going to DC to visit my sister. I was actually visiting him. So we spent the weekend together. Called my boo while he was handling business. My dude was none the wiser. Went on as if nothing ever happened...bad girl. So one day dude decided to roll up to my crib. Now I was living in my mom's house alone cause she had moved in with her boyfriend now husband. My boo was basically living with me. One night around 2:00am my house phone starts ringing. Of course I didn't answer it. Ring ring ring...I'm thinking to myself...who in the fuck is calling me. Shortly thereafter, there was a knock on the door. My heart sunk. My boo says go see who it is. At this point I'm in fear of my life. My boo was right behind me. I looked out the window to see who it was and low and behold it was my fucking weekend rendezvous!!! WTF is he doing here???? My boo is like why is he here?? I'm like I have no absolute idea. I never answered the door. He didn't make me. In hindsight I think my dude was afraid because dude was bigger and older than him. So what does dude do, goes back to the car and blows my house phone up AGAIN!!! Seriously, this dude has lost his mind. This time my boo says, answer the phone...see what he wants!! So I answer the phone, cool and calm. Asked him why he was calling. Why would he do that. What the heck was he thinking about. Got off the phone and my boo went nuts. Told me that I had went off on him worse for not taking out the trash but this dude disrespected like that and that was all I had to say. I was speechless. Apologized and apologized. But in reality it had all worked out as if I had planned the whole thing. I didn't want to totally go off on dude because I wanted to keep him in my back pocket just in case it didn't work out with my boo. We had so many issues that I wasn't quite sure it was going to work. Anywho, for whatever reason...my boo never really mentioned that story again. That is until maybe 6 months later dude rolled up to my house again unannounced in the middle of the day. Said he was just stopping by the say hello. I mean WHAT, do we not know how to use phones!!!
Again, I ask my faithful readers to tell me about a time they got CAUGHT UP!!! It happens to the best of us!
I add to my THINGS TO DO list, don't cheat unless you are ready for the ramifications of getting caught!!
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
How far will one go??
In an attempt to justify some of my own craziness...I'd like to ask my 5 readers (ha!) how far will you go for love?? In other words, what's the craziest thing you've ever done in the name of love?
I will admit that I have done some crazy, borderline psycho things, all in the name of love. Was with a guy for 8 years...yes I said 8!! Moved away and went to law school. Now you would expect your bf to get into some kind of trouble but never did I imagine he would have a whole other gf and actually had the nerve to move in with her. Slowly but surely I began to notice a difference in him but when I stopped talking to him completely in the night time, I knew something was up. I only came home maybe 4 times a year so he had a lot of free time. Wanna know how I caught that ninja up???? Was home visiting one weekend, was in his car and found a parking ticket on the side of the door. Examined it. Noticed it was one of the tickets for parking on the street during street cleaning times. Didn't recognize the address so I slipped the ticket in my pocketbook for further investigation. So I had an address. Went through his phone looking for suspicious numbers. Found one. Call up a family member who shall remain anonymous cause she could have potentially lost her job for doing me this favor. She worked for the phone company so I gave her the number and she gave me an address. Address matched the ticket. Went to the address. Waited for someone to come out so I could go into the apartment complex. As I was walking in he was walking out. He kept it moving like he didn't see me. Rushed to his car. We met up outside in front of the complex. Tahhhhh dahhhhhhh...caught up ain't even the word.
Remember how you used to get voicemail codes??? Let me refresh your memory. This was when house phones were still in. You wait for your bf to check his voicemail on the house phone. You pick up another phone and call your pager...yeah I said pager. When it prompts you to put in a number, you pick up the phone he used and press redial. All the numbers he hit would then be sent to your pager. The first ten would be the phone number and the next several would be the access code. Golden!!!
Or what about finding a undeveloped camera, before the digital age, and getting the pictures developed before he realizes it's missing!! For some reason guys like to keep records of shit they do. Women know this is a no no!! We will keep a fucking half eaten lollipop our bf had but when it comes to any wrong doing on our part, we throw away any and all evidence. Guys aren't so smart.
Or what about simply just being a temporary stalker for a night or two. Never under estimate the power of a surprise visit. Some women are too afraid of the consequences if he ever found out. Not me!
Well I'm starting to feel like a hot funky mess so please, share some of your stories with me!!!
Add to my THINGS TO DO LIST, revise my resume and add that I am a professional investigator and offer my services to those in need!!
I will admit that I have done some crazy, borderline psycho things, all in the name of love. Was with a guy for 8 years...yes I said 8!! Moved away and went to law school. Now you would expect your bf to get into some kind of trouble but never did I imagine he would have a whole other gf and actually had the nerve to move in with her. Slowly but surely I began to notice a difference in him but when I stopped talking to him completely in the night time, I knew something was up. I only came home maybe 4 times a year so he had a lot of free time. Wanna know how I caught that ninja up???? Was home visiting one weekend, was in his car and found a parking ticket on the side of the door. Examined it. Noticed it was one of the tickets for parking on the street during street cleaning times. Didn't recognize the address so I slipped the ticket in my pocketbook for further investigation. So I had an address. Went through his phone looking for suspicious numbers. Found one. Call up a family member who shall remain anonymous cause she could have potentially lost her job for doing me this favor. She worked for the phone company so I gave her the number and she gave me an address. Address matched the ticket. Went to the address. Waited for someone to come out so I could go into the apartment complex. As I was walking in he was walking out. He kept it moving like he didn't see me. Rushed to his car. We met up outside in front of the complex. Tahhhhh dahhhhhhh...caught up ain't even the word.
Remember how you used to get voicemail codes??? Let me refresh your memory. This was when house phones were still in. You wait for your bf to check his voicemail on the house phone. You pick up another phone and call your pager...yeah I said pager. When it prompts you to put in a number, you pick up the phone he used and press redial. All the numbers he hit would then be sent to your pager. The first ten would be the phone number and the next several would be the access code. Golden!!!
Or what about finding a undeveloped camera, before the digital age, and getting the pictures developed before he realizes it's missing!! For some reason guys like to keep records of shit they do. Women know this is a no no!! We will keep a fucking half eaten lollipop our bf had but when it comes to any wrong doing on our part, we throw away any and all evidence. Guys aren't so smart.
Or what about simply just being a temporary stalker for a night or two. Never under estimate the power of a surprise visit. Some women are too afraid of the consequences if he ever found out. Not me!
Well I'm starting to feel like a hot funky mess so please, share some of your stories with me!!!
Add to my THINGS TO DO LIST, revise my resume and add that I am a professional investigator and offer my services to those in need!!
Friday, July 27, 2007
Ain't nothing out but the devil at 5am.....
Question: if your boyfriend went to a party, didn’t answer your phone calls at 4am, called around 4:45am to say he was on his way home from his homeboy’s house…how many of you would believe that?
Relationships are difficult, and even more so when you’re faced with situations like this. Obviously it just happened to me. I was furious when he got home but didn’t actually show it. I had gotten a little faded my damn self and was too dizzy to really do anything that night. Just let him crawl into bed, wrap his arms around me and pass out. I thought I smelled perfume when he walked in but then again, he was just at a club right?!?!? So the next morning I got up and went to work, still feeling some kinda way. Called my girl as I headed to court to get a second opinion. She didn’t believe he would do something like that to me, in other words, cheat on me and come home and lay up as if nothing happened. I wasn’t so sure. He sent me a text saying he was sorry and did I forgive him. Forgive you for what I asked. He said he didn’t know but he knows I’m feeling some kinda way about something. I said if you were 100% honest with me then you have nothing to apologize for. He called. So the story goes…after the club they all went to eat and back to his homeboy’s house for more drinks. It was about 6 guys, and 3 girls. He claims not to have known the girls. After the midnight snack, 4 of the guys went to the dude’s house along with the 3 girls. He claims he didn’t call to give me a heads up because he knew that I would have asked a billion questions and he would have looked like a simp in front of his friends. Allegedly 1 dude got his dick sucked. He claims to have had no contact with any of the chicks. Now do I believe him or not?? I did believe him but it lead to a discussion of why he should have called versus why he didn’t call. I will admit that I would have asked many questions and it probably would have upset the rest of my night thinking about what could happen. Is he justified in not calling? If I believe nothing happened should I let it go without incident? We’re not married so I try to make it as easy as possible for us to stay as close as possible. If he feels like I’m going to bitch and complain about every little thing I will never get the ring. But am I selling myself short? How bad was his decision not to call? I told him that I was very worried and was just about to call 911 or the highway patrol, who knows what could have happened to him. This is LA baby…ain’t nothing out but the devil at 5am.
Anywho, the situation is behind us now. I’m over it. Any thoughts??
Relationships are difficult, and even more so when you’re faced with situations like this. Obviously it just happened to me. I was furious when he got home but didn’t actually show it. I had gotten a little faded my damn self and was too dizzy to really do anything that night. Just let him crawl into bed, wrap his arms around me and pass out. I thought I smelled perfume when he walked in but then again, he was just at a club right?!?!? So the next morning I got up and went to work, still feeling some kinda way. Called my girl as I headed to court to get a second opinion. She didn’t believe he would do something like that to me, in other words, cheat on me and come home and lay up as if nothing happened. I wasn’t so sure. He sent me a text saying he was sorry and did I forgive him. Forgive you for what I asked. He said he didn’t know but he knows I’m feeling some kinda way about something. I said if you were 100% honest with me then you have nothing to apologize for. He called. So the story goes…after the club they all went to eat and back to his homeboy’s house for more drinks. It was about 6 guys, and 3 girls. He claims not to have known the girls. After the midnight snack, 4 of the guys went to the dude’s house along with the 3 girls. He claims he didn’t call to give me a heads up because he knew that I would have asked a billion questions and he would have looked like a simp in front of his friends. Allegedly 1 dude got his dick sucked. He claims to have had no contact with any of the chicks. Now do I believe him or not?? I did believe him but it lead to a discussion of why he should have called versus why he didn’t call. I will admit that I would have asked many questions and it probably would have upset the rest of my night thinking about what could happen. Is he justified in not calling? If I believe nothing happened should I let it go without incident? We’re not married so I try to make it as easy as possible for us to stay as close as possible. If he feels like I’m going to bitch and complain about every little thing I will never get the ring. But am I selling myself short? How bad was his decision not to call? I told him that I was very worried and was just about to call 911 or the highway patrol, who knows what could have happened to him. This is LA baby…ain’t nothing out but the devil at 5am.
Anywho, the situation is behind us now. I’m over it. Any thoughts??
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