So today I woke up angry...

In order for you to truly appreciate this, you must know that I am normally a pretty happy person. I mean annoyingly happy... as in the sun shines right out of my ass sometimes... or so I've been told. Yet this morning I woke up downright mad, angry, and ready to tell the world; or at least 20sb.

"Mad at what?", you might ask. Well, mostly angry as hell with my most recent ex for being an asshole who deceived me about the state of his marriage. To inject it all into a fantastically ugly little nutshell, the night we met she was his "ex-wife", two months later they had been separated "almost a year" and he had just finished drawing up the papers but I still made him wait a month before we really started dating, and three months after that he confessed that he had started dating me six months from the time they separated and one week after the last time she "spent the night in the house" (aka the last time they slept together).

One week later, I dumped his ass... but alas, it was too, too late. Can we say lying, cheating freaking asshole meets gullible, 'I've fallen too hard to bail when I know I should and am just begging to wake up angry two months later' chick?!? Wonder what I dreamt about last night!

Asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole, asshole! There, I feel much better : )