Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play. It is bound up with hatred, jealousy, boastfulness, disregard of all rules, and sadistic pleasure in witnessing violence: in other words it is war minus the shooting.-George Orwell

His head is superglued inside his anus

04/05/2006

I wonder, is there a full moon?

No really, is there?

Somewhat unexpectedly, Some (Angry) Boy IM’ed me yesterday.

Fuckhead: hi
Some Girl: hello?
Fuckhead: it’s [Fuckhead]
Some Girl: Yeah I know who this is, I’m just a little surprised to hear from you.
Fuckhead: Just wanted to drop you a line and say hi
Some Girl: so was there a reason why you wanted to drop me a line?
Fuckhead: nope, no catch
Some Girl: okay
Some Girl: You understand why I am surprised to hear from you, right?
Fuckhead: Yeah
Some Girl: then what sparked the sudden need to reconnect?
Fuckhead: Some Girl….....no “need”, just saying “hello”
Fuckhead: That’s all
Fuckhead: No desire to be added to the crazy ex’s file
Some Girl: [Fuckhead], honestly, I get that there’s no ulterior motive or need, but you made it abundantly clear that you had no desire to speak to me again. I believe your last email asked me to cease all contact with you via email and regular post. 
Fuckhead: Yes, I felt things were getting out of control there for awhile
Fuckhead: That’s true
Some Girl: well, okay then.
Some Girl: I have to run. Good luck with everything, I hope you find what you were looking for.
Fuckhead: Ahhhhh
Some Girl: what?
Fuckhead: There’s the anger bleedin’ out
Some Girl: no, I really have to go
Some Girl: I have a meeting
Fuckhead: Gone for the rest of the day?
Some Girl: don’t know, I could be back around 5
Fuckhead: Anything goin’ on tonight?
Some Girl: not that I know of
Fuckhead: K
Some Girl: bye

There was an interlude here, where I went to my meeting. Upon returning to my desk at the end of the day, Fuckhead greets me and we further chat about life. Seriously, it was all casual and shit, like he wasn’t a crazy, well, fuck head. Eventually, I ask what he has been up to outside of work, and he then, as I knew he would asks “And you?”

Some Girl: I am thinking of moving to [location not disclosed] with [edited for privacy]
Fuckhead: [people of that profession] are strange and the crowds of people they usually hang out with are less than stimulating
Some Girl: Actually, he and I seem to be on the same wave length. We spend hours laughing about the strangest things.
Fuckhead: Well, that could be real, or simply the fact that you’re very quick to jump into things ;)
Some Girl: Or maybe, it wasn’t so quick at all. And because I took time to get to know him, I learned to appreciate him
Fuckhead: lol, you’re too funny
Some Girl: We actually have been getting to know each other since before you and I ever started speaking
Fuckhead: I’m shocked, lol
Fuckhead: Women, so predictable
Some Girl: really, well, I think this has been more than enough for me to see
Some Girl: thanks for validating
*** Fuckhead has been ignored.

I would like to say that I ignored and blocked him based on the fact that I realized that he is just an enormous fuck head, but the truth is, the liberal use of “lol” really annoys me and I tend to block people based on my grammar snobbery.

Hmmm. The official interpretation from The Film Executive, because I run everything by him, Fuckhead realized that he was a fuck head and wanted to apologize for being out of line back in the day. Upon further examination, I think I agree, mostly because of this line: “Fuckhead: No desire to be added to the crazy ex’s file.” No one ever suggests that they may be the crazy ex, unless they really might be the crazy ex. Seriously, all along, I never once worried that I might be the crazy one ( I did worry that I was the one that didn’t work, as per yesterday, but that is more of a systemic concern rather than a sanity concern). The Film Executive also said that he didn’t like the way that Fuckhead was condescending towards me, and I quote: “He’s really condescending to you; forget him. His head is superglued inside his anus.”

And that is what friends are for, always there to support you when a Fuckhead has his head superglued inside his anus.

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LMFAO at that last line - absolutely love it :)

MG

Posted by Mermaid Girl on 04/10 at 11:59 PM

The funniest thing is that Fuckhead hated that I was so close to the Film Executive. Fuckhead was so insecure that the idea that I still talked to my ex (who lived a country and 3,000 miles away) shook him to his stupid little jealous core.

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