Sooo I've come upon things that make me smile in superiority. Number one is that apparently, Brendan's coworker has a massive crush on him. My woman's intuition kind of suspected this, but he had no idea. I met her once and she was quite friendly to me, but apparently has been gushing about him to people at the office every time he's away from work. I don't feel at all threatened, of course, because I know he wouldn't cheat on me but also because that girl is kind of unfortunate-looking. I'm a little annoyed at the fact that she knows he has a girlfriend and she's even met me, but she's still in pursuit. However, for some reason, I simply just don't care...she's harmless and has a little crush on my boyfriend--I can't really blame her.

ALSO, after months and months of silence after my ultra-polite and reasonable letter of request, Brendan's ex decided to call him up to talk last night. This thrills me because I haven't had much drama in my life for the past two years or so, and quite honestly would just like to pop off on somebody. We were hanging out in front of my house with Ashley, Thomas, and Travis when she called. He seemed really confused and taken by surprise when he realized it was her and just told her that he didn't want to hear from her. He passed the phone to me, and as soon as she heard my voice, she got scared and hung up. I called her back, and she must have been pretty nervous because she picked up at the very last minute. Immediately, I had to smile because she sounded just like Brendan describes her--stupid, immature, and blonde. I calmly and derisively asked her why she called, told her not to call my boyfriend again, laughed at her voice, etc. Really, she sounded like a tiny yapping dog--I couldn't really understand what she was saying because she was speaking a mile a minute in this high-pitched angry voice. After I mockingly asked her why she was so angry, she finally got so pissed that she hung up on me. All I could distinguish of her diatribe was something about 'wanting to see how he was doing,' 'you shouldn't have called me back,' etc. lololol. I went to go write her a snarky MySpace message, but discovered that the bitch deleted her profile. Whatev. I hope she calls again.


=D I love competition.



P.S.--Travis, pls to be joining us in adventures again sometime. Sorry about the John McCain sticker on your car. Missed you!