Frustration Level= 100

and that's on a scale of 1-10.

Please advert your eyes, if you choose not to read this mean spirited nasty blog post. But this is how I really feel, and want to say to him, but don't think it would be very christian.

Found J's profile on a dating site...TOTAL BS. I think instead of what he wrote, he should write a little more honestly...atleast warn the poor little sheep about to be fooled by the wolf...

Hi my name is J, but you'll probably end up calling me Jackass. I'm 6'0 have blonde hair(what is left that is) and blue eyes, and think that I am God's gift to women. I live in SC with my mother, stepfather, and grandmother, even though I'm 30 years old. I have -$630 in my banking account and am looking for someone who can take me out to dinner and show me a good time. If you have your own place, a tv, and a fridge filled with food, that is a plus. I am looking to get married soon, so that I'm a legally binded to you and you are legally obligated to give me half of what is yours. I am also a felon, with an open warrant in OH for animal abuse. I am a recovering addict, so I have lots of fun drug stories to tell you. Don't I sound PERFECT??

last ditch effort

Me: Hey boo you ok?
J: Ok why
Me: Just haven't heard from you in awhile, and was worried about you.
J: Busy
Me: I guess you are done with me then.
J: Brittany Im driving give me a break.
Me:I just miss you. I need you in my life, even just as a friend.
J: Chill for a min. I'm at the doctor. Ok.
Me: OK.

Fast forward to 11:00 last night...

Me: Not that you care...But I am DONE. I can't handle this anymore.


STUPID...in refrence to myself...why do I do this?? I continue to chase people that do not have the slightest interest in me.

Rocky Rockclimber

So it's very safe to say that Mr. Rockclimber will not be my future Mr.

We met at a local sandwich shop, and as soon as I walked in and we said hello he says to me...

R:Have you dyed your hair recently?

Me: Uhhhh...No.

R: Your hair color in your profile picture was blonde.

Me: (At this point I think I might have been loosing my mind, and maybe really was a blonde) I don't think so, I've never been a blonde before.

R: Oh...huh.

And it only got worse after that if you can believe it. During the 35 minutes I spent with him he let me know that he hates his mother and father, he still thinks he's in love with the mother of his child who is currently in a mental institute, and he is infertile (even though he put on his profile that he is looking for someone to have kids with). Way too much information for the first time meeting someone.

Then for the icing on top of the cake...at the end of the date, the bill comes...after patting down his pants and tshirt (where would a wallet be in your t-shirt MO-RON??) he says I must have lost my wallet, you mind getting this one, and I'll pay for the next date?

I kid you not. I wish this was NOT a true story.

I remember you when...

For every person, no matter how signifigant or insignifigant they were in your life, there are some things that will always remind you of that person. These are my remember whens...

I remember you when...I see butterflies and rocking chairs.
I remember you when...I see any movie with Ben Stiller, you look just like him.
I remember you when...I flip by the "One Saturday Morning" on ABC.
I remember you when...I pass by the Simply Shabby Chique aisle in Target.
I remember you when...I look at my precious little dog Rory.
I remember you when...I look in the mirror, and see you looking back at me.
I remember you when...I watch Fievel goes west.
I remember you when...I see anyone in uniform, and more than I'd like.
I remember you when...I watch football, or want coffee, or hear an Eminem song.
I remember you when...Anyone asks me if I'm from up north because they pick up a hint of an accent.
I remember you when...I eat orange tic tacs.
I remember you when..I watch Friends.
I remember you...always.

Birthday Boy!

I celebrated my nephew's 3rd birthday this weekend! Here is my favorite picture from the weekend, of him and my sister's dog Annie. Aren't they adorable???

In other news...this might be too much information to put out on the bloggy world...but they say a person is only as sick as their secrets! I started on Zoloft last week for depression, and the doctor said that it would take a little while to see any change. Well the first week, it did nothing but make me nauseous and restless at night. But today was the first day that I could tell a change. I was able to stay focused on all my tasks at work today, and didn't feel down in the dumps. I felt motivated to clean my apartment, take the dogs on a long walk, and go to OA. No lounging and looking at facebook for hours. It felt good! The doctor said it will take about a month to fully see how the medication will work, so I'm very excited to see how it goes!

D is for Dating

and Death.

and Dieting.

and Devil.



Why does everything bad have to start with "D". Ok..that's not a fair statement...lots of good things start with "D" as well. Dad. Deetz. Dogs. :)



But anywho...I have a lunch date set for next week with Mr. Rockclimber. I decided sandwiches is much safer than his first date choice of rock climbing (which I ended up not going on). I really do not enjoy eating on a date though, due to the fact that I don't have just butterflies in my stomach on first dates...but what seems to be large birds. We'll see how it goes though!

J texted me last night for the first time in hmmm...3 weeks...and not that I should have been surprised by this, but all he wanted to do was talk about his favorite subject...himself. He droned on and on about how much he dislikes someone at work, because he disrespects him, and how no one appreciates him there. No "how are you doing", no "I miss you". Nothing. My head says "RUN, you are lucky you got away", my heart says "I'm lonely, and he's cute". Oh little heart...haven't you learned??

On another note...I'm excited about my little man's 3rd birthday on Sunday!!!! :) My parents will be down as well. I cleaned my entire apartment last night thinking they would be here today, but then I got an email from my Dad at 7:30 this morning (thought they were on a plane) and checked Mom's itinerary that she sent, and I could have procrastinated for another day!! LOL.

Cheater

I cheated. BIG TIME. Here is a diary of all the bad crap I ate:

Thursday (It was my 3 year anniversary at work and they got Olive Garden):
I ate CHICKEN PARMIGAN and DR PEPPER

Friday:
Went to Fuji with Sarah, Chad, and Nephew
I ate HIBACHI CHICKEN with RICE and WHITE SAUCE

Saturday:
Went to the Zoo with Sarah, Chad and Nephew
I ate CHIC-FIL-A CHICKEN MINI BISCUITS, HASHBROWNS
HOT DOG and FRENCH FRIES, DT. DR. PEPPER
BAG OF BAKED POTATO CHIPS

Sunday:
Nephew and Nene day!
BURGER KING BREAKFAST BOWL, DIET COKE
half of nephews uneaten HASHBROWNS
FRIED!!! CHICKEN, FRENCH FRIES, DIET COKE!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! But I'm back on the "wagon" this morning! Ate 100 calorie yogurt, and a bowl of cereal with some water. And going back to OA tonight.