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I finished my knitting class and my last sewing class is tomorrow.  That means I will be back to my usual posting schedule.  Interesting stuff happened this weekend.  I enjoyed a short, but very nice happy hour party at BAR Baltimore. I am okay with not seeing the sweetest, funniest, and the hottest person there until later next week.  The only thing that annoyed me was that I didn’t get any money for dancing on the bar like the other girls.  On Saturday, after a long day of busting my ass waiting tables, I came home to a scandal with SFWNS.  It’s official, my ex, aptly named MFM, ditched her the same way he ditched me: by not showing up on a scheduled date, not returning phone calls and making no excuse for the asshole behavior.  Picture this, I’m chillin’, about to get my cable tv on and I hear this: “MMAAAARRRRWWWWFFFF!!!” I neglected to tell you that poor SFWNS is deaf, so her pronunciation of words is not enunciated well.  And that MFM lives in the same apartment building. Which brings up another point, why would he even go there, as in date a deaf person, if he was so selfish when he was with me? The only answer I have is that he wanted to do all the talking.  But I digress.  The girl then climbs the fire escape and proceeds to knock on the window.  The lights are on in his place, music is going, and some windows are open.  He is home, I know, I saw him.  No response.  Oh it gets better, trust me. On Sunday, after another grueling nine hour work day, I take my tired butt to bed around 11 pm or so.  SFWNS pops up again, knocking on the door, waking my ass up.  I couldn’t go back to sleep, because I am an evil person and started getting the giggles.  Goodness he is a jerk.  Anyway, she leaves again.  This morning, I bump into my next door neighbor who said SFWNS left him two notes and she heard the whole thing too.  Funny stuff. I guess karma works in mysterious ways.  I hope he dies a lonely bastard.  I’m not bitter.

Things are a little better now.  My happy hour thing was in effect. When I get the pics developed, I’ll post them.  And I have bumped into every guy that I have dated for the past two years in the span of two weeks.  No, that’s only four guys and yes, it’s true, I really don’t get any, as you can tell.  But it is good that I saw them, because now I know how much they suck and how much better off I am without them! I love ignoring The Egomaniac who just never called and then telling him that I just don’t like him.  When Mr. I Asked One of Your Friends On a Date and Lied to You About It tells you he is buying a house, that it is in a crack town part of the neighborhood and it’s all he can afford, things look brighter.  Suddenly, telling him that you found a fixer-upper for next to nothing is wonderful.  But then adding that it is two rowhomes together and that you plan on having a kitchen that Emeril has nothing on, is just fantastic.  It is a great feeling when The Mechanic admits that he screwed things up and he lost a good thing and he doesn’t know what to do.  But the best was seeing Mr. Selfish USA that ditched you getting dumped.  Yeah it was funny because it was 9:00am in the morning and she distinctly said that “It’s been over for weeks! Just leave me alone!”  Life is sweet!!!  Now if I could just stop bumping into my ex MFM (My Favorite Mistake or M****F***ing Mistake) and his new girlfriend, Stick Figure With No Soul, I would be a happier person.