That’s right, bitches, I said drank and there’s nothing you can do about it.
Why, pray tell, am I drankin’ at home on a Friday night? Because I’m in a slightly pissy mood. Nothing too serious, but get this.
Of all the people I have ever dated there’s really only one that I never really could get the resolution, the feeling of, “I’m totally done with your ass” about. His name’s Brad. And I really don’t know why I’m telling you guys all this, because normally I’m not all sappy about shit, but I’m a bit drunk and this thing really pissed me off.
It hurt me too, which might be the worst part. So, Brad. Like I said, I loved his dumb, stupid ass. More than anybody I ever loved, I think, even though he kept doing completely shitty stuff to me.
So, tonight, we were at Old Navy and lo and behold, there was Brad. I was like, “Oh, hi!” and I was about to stand there and see how he was doing, and he said, “Hey, howyadoing?” and walked on. Like he didn’t even fucking know me.
Now, really, I shouldn’t give a shit. Seriously. He did a lot of bad shit to me and I’m still pissed at him, but funny how him acting like he didn’t even know me hurt more than anything he has ever, and I mean, EVER done to me. Have I really gotten that old and fat and ugly in just 3 years since I saw him last? Or was he pretending not to know me? And for what? To hurt me? What? Why? Argh.
I don’t know why I overanalyze the shit anyway, but I am. Can’t get it off my mind, so I’m dumping it all on you, my friends. Love me! Validate me!
lolz, sorry, getting carried away there. But love and validation is always welcome, too. Isn’t it fun to read me when I’m drunk? Haha. Yeah, I know.
























June 22, 2007 at 9:51 pm
I shall love on you and validate you now. You are a wonderful woman, and Brad is an asshat to treat you like such shit. He has missed out on having you in his life…and it is his loss! Do NOT doubt your beauty, girlfriend! You are one of the 2 coolest people I know! (The other being me, of course! hee!)
June 22, 2007 at 10:10 pm
Hugs!!!!
Already told you you’re my hero… (insert bad Bette Midler song here).
His loss. Bottom line. Fuck him. (insert I’ve had beer here).
I’ll kick his ass if you want me to, I’m little and I’m mean.
June 22, 2007 at 11:05 pm
Eff him in the a.
You didn’t get old and/or fat. He was intimidated by your fabulousness and eskerred he wouldn’t measure up. Tis all.
Also, the fucker that broke my heart the worst was also a Brad. Uuuuuuugh. Yeah. Eff em both in the a. Looooooosers.
June 23, 2007 at 12:23 am
I told you the next time you see him to run his ass down with your car, but NOOOO, don’t listen to me.
June 23, 2007 at 6:10 am
ex-losers are the worst to run into unexpectedly. Just when you think it’s safe to get back in the water again (cue JAWS music)…
Sorry the ass is still an ass, but as they say (whoever the fuck “they” are) tigers don’t change their stripes.
Is that too many animal references for one comment??
June 23, 2007 at 7:41 am
Yuck. He’s probably just an idiot. As all exes are, automatically.
June 23, 2007 at 10:18 am
I think you’re looking at it all wrong. He probably thought you seemed so cool and fabulous that a loser like him couldn’t possibly know you.
June 23, 2007 at 10:22 am
absolute dittos to what Kate just said. You’re a ‘killer’
June 23, 2007 at 11:15 am
(warning, I’m a bloke)
Maybe he noticed you weren’t alone and didn’t want to embarass you in front of your friends, suspecting you still have some feelings for him and might get emotional. (I’ve been there)
I don’t know how you looked back when you were with him, but looking at your Flickr feed, you could stand to lose some weight (do it while you’re still young).
You have “something” that radiates from your eyes, very attractive. It stands out more on the pictures where you have long hair.
Hope you didn’t mind my comments. My 2c: you’ve got some great things there and some work to do to maximize your potential physical awesomeness. Go for it and make him regret it ever ended.
June 23, 2007 at 11:23 am
Yep, yep, what everyone said except Pres… was that really necessary?
Ivy, you are one of my favorite people and most fun friends ever and you are gorgeous just the way you are, inside and outside… screw the Brads of the world!
June 23, 2007 at 11:23 am
BTW diets don’t work, not eating crap does. Don’t take this as a negative reaction, I’ve got a little bit of weight to lose too, but I’m working on it.
June 23, 2007 at 12:08 pm
Badbadivy, as I’m just as smitten with you as I can be, I will say that you are a dish.
And getting your “drank” on is more than fine.
And Kate, I swear, SQ and I both just want to live in a commune with you and Karston and let you dole out wisdom to us on a daily basis.
SQ says she will juggle for you. I will pour you crisp, chilly cider.
Ivy, you can live with us as well and we will shout and dance in wicked abandon.
June 23, 2007 at 12:45 pm
Ummm… just makin’ the rounds, and want everyone to know that asshole isn’t me, despite the similarity in handles!
Of course, I’m sure the PlaidPlaidOne knows this, already.
.
June 23, 2007 at 1:22 pm
Think of this way…your life would have been total and utter crap had he stayed in it. I’m sure BrAdSTARD was probably playing coy cause he was scared you’d kick his ass.
June 23, 2007 at 1:31 pm
Pres - Something that will get you much further with the ladies than losing a little bit of weight yourself - not telling women who are lovely like our Ivy that they “could stand to lose some weight.”
June 23, 2007 at 6:55 pm
Ivy oozes hotness and sensuality and fabulousness all the time. Right now she does, and she would if she were smaller, and she would if she were bigger. She’s gorgeous and she’s bunches of fun and if I weren’t so dangerously heterosexual she’d not stand a chance. Beautiful just the way she is.
Sista’s right, he was probably scared you’d kick his ass. You ooze that “I’m not afraid to kick your ass, you dumb shit” vibe as well as all the sweet and wonderful ones and that’s exactly what I luv about our Ivy.
June 23, 2007 at 7:43 pm
Fuck a bunch of that bullshit.
You raise your kids, you take care of a house, you’re trying to give a part of yourself to make your father well, you work - what was it at last count - THREE jobs? You spend time with the people that need you and support them when they need it most. I say you can do what you want, when you want, and anybody that can forget YOU has his head up his ass.
June 23, 2007 at 10:54 pm
Lets go find Brad and pres and kick their collective asses for dissing Ivy!
June 24, 2007 at 9:06 am
Back when you knew Brad, was he an eloquent guy? Because it sounds to me like he couldn’t think of a single word to say, and I don’t know him but I’m ready to bet that that’s typical of him. You’re better off without this socially inept idiot.
June 24, 2007 at 11:27 am
He obviously wasn’t worth the fretting you’ve done here.
Small talk in an Old Navy wouldn’t have changed the damage he did to you in the past or the likelyhood that he would perpetuate that damage if contact continued into the future.
June 24, 2007 at 6:09 pm
I say he was feelin’ bad for the way he treated you. Sometimes I wonder if my ex’s pine for me. I hope they do (heh).
June 25, 2007 at 8:26 am
You need to post a picture so if I see him, I can snub him…(Seinfeld reference!)
On a serious note–I know how this can feel. A few weeks ago, I was at a baseball game and ran into a woman I’d been seeing a bit last summer. This was before she went crazy, stopped returing my calls and dropped me from her life. Anyway, I had been concerned that she was, oh I don’t know, still alive and was happy to see that she was and appeared happy…she was with some new guy, which is fine. I totally don’t care cause, ya know….OK I did care and wanted to go–watch out for August man…she will wig out. (Becuase of something that happened in her past that she can’t and won’t make peace with…)
Anyway, I saw her, and went up said hello and got looked at and then ignored.
It totally threw me for a loop, pissign me off and all that…cause ya know, last summer as I was getting to know her, I was letting down some shields in my life and developing a friendship with the possibility of more going along with it. And to see that she can’t even want to try to at least be civil to me in public or friendly..that really freakin’ hurt.
I wasn’t about to try and make her love me or embarass her in front of the guy, even though some part of me wanted to. I just wanted to be friendly and would hope she’d extend me the smae courtesy.
Women….
June 25, 2007 at 10:17 am
How’s this for vaildation?
I think you rock!!
http://www.momstinfoilhat.com/2007/06/25/wow-i-guess-i-rock/
June 25, 2007 at 5:14 pm
I did care and wanted to go–watch out for August man…she will wig out. (Becuase of something that happened in her past that she can’t and won’t make peace with…)
I dated her, too! Took her to Hilton Head in the summer of 2000.
.