bakedgoods

So I have this ex named John who is a big tool. And he just went on the EWA message boards and started posting some lame shit, ending with something about me and how I'll suck anything with a pulse, or some equally junior high-school-genius. And it's like dude, get over it. He is referring my drunken escapades at some huge party that happened last summer, after we broke up.
Now, I haven't seen or talked to this kid since, at the very least, October. And while it's flattering that he still spends so much time and effort thinking of me, I think it's time to get over me. I know I'm awesome, but c'mon now... I'm practically a married woman.
Yesterday was beautiful. Ed and I went "down the shore". It was a mite chilly, but we hit up the Seaside Heights boardwalk for many hours of goodness. And there was much good conversation both there and back, including yesterday's quote of the day, "Kid Rock is musically schizophrenic" (courtesy of Ed). He played a cheap knock-off of Dance Dance Revolution at my urging, and it was hilarious. I laughed heartily.
I guess there were alot of graduations last week or something, cuz there were so many cheesy people at the shore. Cheesy people in cheesy plastic Fast and Furious cars. Lame people make me angry.
So yeah. That was my Sunday. I hope the baby comes this week. That'd be nice.