Lena, the bitch that screwed Marie over with the head games, sent me, Marie, and a few others some spam. It was only one message so far, but the girl’s going to live to regret it because I made sure to have her slammed with tons of spam of her own by signing her up for all kinds of newsletters and other shit. I even tweeted her full name and email addy letting people know she loves to talk dirty. Did a journal entry with it, too. So that ought to teach her a lesson if only for a while.

Marie said she was sorry for getting me involved in her mess. I told her not to worry about it.

Yesterday I got to thinking about all the things I’d won throughout the 3 years I entered tons of sweepstakes and contests, and I started missing those days. I only stopped sweeping because I stopped winning when the economy went to hell. For old-time’s sake, I decided to enter some sweeps yesterday just to see if I can turn on the wins again. If I can, I’ll go all out with it like I used to, but of course I’ll still stick to my main job as well.

I wrote most of chapter 9 yesterday too, so I’ve been really busy.

That’s it for today’s entry!

Later…

Guess this isn’t it for today after all. I just got yet ANOTHER one of Marie’s nasty emails loaded with all kinds of false accusations and paranoia. How did we go from, “I love you more than you’ll ever understand, Jodi Lin,” to this shit in just a matter of hours?! I can’t deal with all these sudden, unexpected mood swings and outbursts every week or two of my life. I know I’ve said this before, but I’m not kidding this time when I say we’re done. I don’t fight with people, I just dump ‘em. Right or wrong, I’ll only forgive a person so many times before I wash my hands clean of the aggravation. I don’t need people in my life with the maturity and behavior of a teenager.

She asked that I keep this to myself, but that’s another thing I’m sick of are the constant contradictions. She goes back and forth between telling me to write whatever I want, then begging me not to share it with my followers. But as I’ve said a million times before, it’s MY journal. And if you don’t like it DON’T FUCKING READ IT!

Not only is this right after telling me how much she loves me and seems to be in a fine mood, but right after she apologizes to me for getting me involved in her mess with Lena who started spamming us. This was the girl that led her on real bad by setting up a date with her and then running to hide when she went to her house. They worked together at Marie’s last job. Lena’s married with kids, but apparently bi-curious as well because they spent Marie’s last month there kissing and flirting. Anyway, the bitch plays with Marie’s head, then starts spamming us. So I’m not only kind enough not to chew Marie’s ass out for the shit this little head player’s sending me since she did give out my email without asking, but I have her slammed with tons of spam and newsletters in return for her fucking with us, and this is what I get for it.

Apparently, the “Marie” entry I thought we’d already discussed and resolved is still eating at her. Oh, and she’s sure my being busy is just a ploy. Lastly, she’s sorry she has issues and needs someone to talk to.

But how the hell does she think she’s going to get anyone to talk to if she’s a regular Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde with them, sweet and kind one minute, then a nutjob the next? No wonder she’s still alone at 43 years of age!

She signed off with, “Please take care and I hope you and Tom have a wonderful life and get what you deserve and want.”

And I hope she gets what she wants, too. She just can’t be a part of my life while she’s at it because she’s just too unstable. If you can’t treat me with the respect that I deserve and you feel you have to smother me obsessively and that I shouldn’t be entitled to do other things besides dealing with you while you call me a liar when I say I’m busy, then I don’t want anything to do with you.

So I’ve marked her emails as spam and have unfriended her from other sites. I’m sure she’ll try to call and message me, but it will all go ignored. That’s ok, LOL. She doesn’t live 3’ away like Joely N did, so she can’t MAKE me acknowledge her with all kinds of racket and vandalism.

Farewell, “Jamie.”

Later…

Marie’s contradictions and paranoia got old. I can see disagreements a few times a year, but a few times a month is a bit much for me. And it was always over the same old things. One can only insist they’re not kidding when they say they’re busy so many times. And one can only be accused of “ploys” so many times on top of it after they told them they “understood.” Write what you want, don’t share certain things. I understand you’re busy, it’s just a ploy! I’ll leave you alone for a while, I couldn’t hold back…and on and on it went, back and forth and back and forth! So yeah, it did get old having to explain and defend myself on the same damn things over and over.

I told myself, “She’s not going to give up on you so easily. She has a problem. It’s like an alcoholic that keeps slipping up. They feel bad about it when they do, they know they’ve got a problem, they realize they need to stop, but they can’t. They can only behave for a while, then boom! They fuck up again. She’s going to feel bad in a day or two and harass and stalk you every chance she gets till you either pay attention to her or she gets bored with getting no response.”

I realize this may be the case, but that’s okay. I know how to ignore unwanted contact. Hopefully, this time around will really be the real “eye-opener” she herself said our last feud was for her. Like I said, I don’t hate her. I’m not sitting here wishing her any harm. I just want to move on same as I have from others I’ve had to cut out of my life that were also a negative influence on me in some way.

Oh, and she may not be a drinker anymore, but she’s on head pills. If anyone knows that most shrinks are no better than dope dealers it’s me. Psych pills can really alter one’s personality and cause erratic behavior like she’s displayed. They make you who you’re not and provide a crutch as a coping mechanism. Until you learn to cope with your problems independently, the drugs are bound to make you do shit like she has. I still don’t see why the shrinks are even allowed to make the walking pharmacies they make of their patients. They definitely hold people back in life more than they help them.

Anyway, I only got 5 precious hours of alone time. God, how many more months is this going to go on? Am I the only one like this who can love and get along with someone really well, yet require more time alone? I’m the type that could spend days alone. While I’ve never missed being single, I really did enjoy a lot of the time I lived alone. I just wasn’t always so quick to admit it.

Jesse’s been out of work all week. Just the peace and quiet tells me that much!

I just wish this fucking weather would warm up and stay that way more than just a few days at a time, but it might become cold and rainy here year-round if that’s the trend global warming has in store for this area because not every place gets warmer. It’s almost May and it’s in the 30s out there!

Anyway, I know some people don’t want to believe this, but I really am too busy to write any more right now.