131 this morning!!!!!
Woo hoo! I'm soooooooooooo excited! Two more pounds and I'm in the
120's. I guess I've found my key to success... having diet food in the
house.
Okay, so to fill everyone in on the ex boyfriend story... it's a long
one.
I'm fine, it just creeped me out when he showed up at my house... he ALWAYs
does that everytime we're in a new house, he always knows where it is and it
creeps me out, like he's stalking me.
We started dating when I was a senior in high school. I had broken up
with my longtime bf and just needed a date for a dance. He was the
complete opposite of me. I made straight A's, never got in trouble
(although I have to say that's not because I didn't do anything bad... adults
just couldn't fathom that I would do anything because I was so quiet and
respectful to them and made such good grades... even when my two best friends
and partners in crime were in detention, I wasn't), came from a wealthy family,
and basically was an all around good, preppy kid. He was from the wrong
side of town, living out on his own at 17 years old, terrible grades, wanted to
drop out in fact, got in trouble all the time. He was actually a sweet
guy, he just had a shitty life. But that's another story.
Anyways, we dated thru my senior year in high school and past of freshman year
in college. Then he started ignoring me, not calling for a few days, to
hang out with his friends. I got sick of it and let one of my friends
introduce me to someone else (now my husband). And I broke up with him
and started seeing my husband A LOT, actually staying with him.
Then the calls started from my ex. 8-10 calls a night, some saying he was
standing outside with a knife going to kill my new bf, some just crying,
etc. He just went ballistic. He even wrote me a letter in HIS OWN
BLOOD... it basically said "He'll never love you as much as
me." Creepy creepy.
This guy always seems to know where I live to, and it scares me. He
hasn't threatened us or anything in a few years, but still.
Now for why he stopped by. My sister went to Arizona
with her girlfriend (yes she's gay). She wanted me to feed her
cats. Well, her roommate is one of HIS friends. I guess the friend
sent him here to see if I've been feeding the cats. So today I'm just
going to get the damn cats and bring them to my place so I don't have to go
over there anymore. I don't know how my dogs will take that, but oh well.
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