thisiswhoweare

So my ex-wife called to let me know that she's moved in with the new guy she's seeing. This guy was just married a couple of months ago! The ink isn't dry on his wedding certificate, and the wife is out, and my ex is moving in. Who in the world would think that's a healthy situation. Now it's like a countdown to who's going to cheat on the other first. It just frustrates the crap out of me, and reminds me of how bad she treated me, especially in regards to fidelity, or the lack thereof. I know she'd been screwing this guy even beofre he got married. It's just sad, I feel so bad for the wife, being replaced after less than a couple of months of marriage. So the nice guys finish last saying seems to hold pretty true. Scumbags are rarely alone, yet here I am at home alone. I have a few dates lined up for this weekend, but I don't have any faith that they'll turn out too well. I think that making a new friend or two is the highest I can hope for.

I'm really looking forward to spending saturday with "Her". We're going back to the little italian place we had that wonderful night at, then into SF to see the show. I know I'm going to be all dreamy eyed looking at her, and talking about how she makes me laugh so. God I wish that I had gotten to her a year ago. Then her boyfriend would be miserable with longing, and I'd be the one kissing her in between laughs and smiles. It sucks so bad that he doesn't give her the attention she deserves. He never sends her flowers either. That's a shame... I bet he doesn't even know that Gerber daisies are her favorite. I bet he doesn't let her steal the cherry from his drinks, or open the car door for her. I know he doesn't compliment her nearly enough, she always says I'm the only one who does so when she's looking fabulous that night, or when the lights are dancing in her eyes in that perfect way. Yeah... I'm over her all right...