I am so glad I have deleted most of my profiles from the dating sites and the ones I have missed don’t matter anyway. Zack just drove home what assholes are out there and I am sick to death of all the bullshit. I have bigger fish to fry and I started in the study today.
I tried to get a new sliding glass door up on the closet but since my shoulder is still messed up I didn’t accomplish it. I dove into the study and started packing up junk in there and I do not have enough garbage cans for all the junk I am throwing out.
I ran across an advertisement for prosthetics and my husband was used to promote the company. I looked at his picture and the determination on his face was so telling. I hate looking at his picture because all I see is his last days in bed.
I am ready to move on and get involved with someone but it will happen when it is suppose to and not a minute sooner. Zack is definitely not for me and I do not care if we ever speak again because he crossed the immature line of using “my meds” as a dig.
I just want to be accepted for myself without dealing with the immature bullshit but that just doesn’t seem to be happening. Then I have mar who is another piece of work who plays games and I don’t care to chat with him either. He contacted me yesterday and I felt that I had to respond so all I said was gm-good morning.
Men can be such pain in the asses and they act like little boys more often than not. Just because you have a dick and balls do not make you a man but they sure seem to think so. I am finding most of them have a scrotum but wear their balls hanging from their ears.