February 26, 2005


As the aim turns.

So, I messaged Travis, who I assumed was still my friend after I'd known him for oh, 6 years now, and he's Keaton's best friend and I used to live with him and all...

digitalblarjuice: omg
muadibxxxr7: ?
digitalblarjuice: i turn 21 in 2 weeeeeeeks
muadibxxxr7: when are you and keaton gonna get married
digitalblarjuice: when I know if I didn't have him I would be able to survive on my own.
digitalblarjuice: Separate but equal.
digitalblarjuice: but we've always said after we've been together for a full 7 years.
digitalblarjuice: which we're halfway through with as of a couple weeks ago.
digitalblarjuice: but honestly, the only reason we have to get married is so he could tell my parents to fuck off if i suddenly found myself like a vegetable.
muadibxxxr7: lol
digitalblarjuice: our taxes would go through the roof and shit. i hate the personal property tax up here.
muadibxxr7: haha ouchb
muadibxxr7: but ya get good refunds
digitalblarjuice: I don't get any refund.

And at that point in the conversation I get a message from his wife. Now, his wife and I don't get along. She wrangled him into getting married when he left for the Air Force because she needed health insurance, she lived off of his money when she wouldn't get a job, his parents let her live with them while he was at basic and all she could do was write entries in her xanga about what a horrible bitch his mom was and accuse her of stealing...and I never said a thing to him. Not to mention everytime they fight she mentions getting a divorce on her xanga But here's what she sent me.

Airmanswife xxx: quit talking to my husband. He doesn't like you
Airmanswife xxx: and if you ever talk to him again I will come to where you live and kick your ass myself

So I just messaged travis back...

digitalblarjuice: obviously i need to stop talking to you now.
digitalblarjuice: goodbye trav.
digitalblarjuice: and if you really didn't like me, all you had to do was say so.

And now, I'm just going to sit here and cry for awhile.

*Please note, Travis opposes this entry. It was his idea for them to get married, and he says his wife can post any opinion of whomever she choses on her xanga. As can I. So, he is also taking up for her on her calling his mom a bitch and a thief. Also, he said it was not my place to give everyone a way to contact her, so I changed the numbers in her aim name. However, you can not tell me I can not link to her site, because it is linked from so many other places. I can not however use libel in linking it. "Her Xanga" does not constitute a defamatory statement, and therefore, the link shall stay. It's not like anyone coming from here would be stupid enough to act as immature as Carrie does and message her and threaten to go kick her ass. That's not how I roll, kid.


I could use
A shot
Your novacaine
My soul's a fuse
Blows away your name

Then you can be the remedy
And I can be the enemy
And he can go and live as nothing
They you can be the wanna be
And I can be the remedy
And he can go to hell for all I care

Say this world is not so shallow
When you can't beg steal or borrow
Save your breath your soul is hollow
And it's all too much to swallow

Take this souvenir
They can't deny you were here
This scar always there
To medicate your fear

Posted by Courtney at February 26, 2005 04:01 PM
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Comments:

hugs.

Posted by: Rabbisteven at February 26, 2005 08:39 PM