Stop Stop Talkin Bout Who's To Blame When All That Counts Is How To Change

Well said. Would you like the back story on that?

So anyhow, yesterday for the first time in ages the ex (boyfriend) logged onto yahoo. Which I have open since my kiddobean is at home during the day and can talk to me when she is at her dads. And friends here in the office have it. Makes bitching easier. So it is always open, and much like this here blog, I like to use lyrics for my status. So for the first time in months he logs on and slaps up a line from Green Day as his status message.

"Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse"

What the fuck does that mean? Accused? Of what? Other than not getting a motherfucking job. And working on mama's house so does not count. So I am pondering just what it is that he stands accused of. And if he really thinks he has an excuse? Cause he doesn't. He fucked up and it ruined the relationship. And the bitch of it is, it is not like he fucked something up that can't be un-fucked, he just won't fix it!

Pisses me off thinking about it. I so wish I could just hate his guts and be done with it. Of course I don't and that just makes it worse.

/rude

Asshat. Broke my heart over a fucking job. Or lack of one. Lazy and love had a pitched battle and lazy won. Is it any wonder I refuse to date? You know I told him when we were together that if we split up I was done with dating. And the sad part of it is, he was always so freaking insecure about me cheating on him, that he probably thinks I am out doing the wild slut routine. As fucking if. I have excepted I am too stupid to date, and frankly, I just don't have the time. I promise you this, though. When kidlet graduates and I get to move to Atlanta, I am gonna go look him up. And if he is still King of the Slackers, I swear I will kick his sorry ass.