Back.
You may have noticed; I took a little break from updating for the last few days. I did this because I was so appalled by the reaction to the previous post—never before have I received such harsh or rude treatment on my blog! If you didn’t look at the comments section of the now-infamous “Chad Jacobs” post, let me recap, okay? So, if you saw, I posted some sort of strong comments about this Chad character, but you know me, if I have something to say, I’m going to say it. Well, some of Chad’s avid readers found the post after Chad linked to it, apparently upset by my accusations, but probably really just annoyed at being found out. Anyway, they had some pretty harsh shit to say, and honestly, it was kind of upsetting. Like, who are these people, just coming on here to take their frustration at being hoodwinked on me? That’s so fucking lame. Now, I could have just deleted or ignored the comments, we get this whole commenting, like, moderation system, but I figured, fuck it, show the world what these people felt they had to say.
Like I said, though, it was upsetting to get, I think it’s called “getting flamed” on the internet, to get flamed like this. I write this blog so fellow, like, regular people, not fake zombie-loving freaks, have something fun to read online. Something relatabl. You know? So, Chad can keep trying to pull the wool over his readers’ eyes with various, sordid tales of his fictitious life as a zombie, and I’ll keep doing what I do. Eventually he’ll get revealed as a fraud; I’ll take solace in that thought. Anyway, I was just put off by those comments, and needed a little break from blogging. I’m back now, though. Hope you all had a nice week.
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Chad Jacobs.
I just stumbled on maybe the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen on the internet, and that’s saying something. I was just doing some browsing, looking for some new blogs to subscribe to, and I came across this—http://chadjacobs.wordpress.com. Seriously, what the fuck is this? Save yourself the trouble of going to the link, I’ll just tell you what’s there. He doesn’t need any more hits, or attention.
Basically, this is the blog of some weirdo who gets a kick out of fucking with naive web surfers who come across the page. “Chad,” which I doubt is the author’s real name, claims to be a zombie of some kind, mysteriously transformed into an undead creature. The character mopes on about his life, stays put in his room, and pines after a mysterious girl and his old job, also shrouded in mystery. The extent to which Chad details his new life as a zombie, all of it, it’s just ridiculous, and so unbelievable to me personally, but you never know what other people will believe. I’m sure people a little less cynical are being tricked by this. Which is really awful of “Chad.”
I just can’t understand what kind of person writes up this bullshit just to try to screw with people’s heads. I don’t get it. Is it supposed to be funny, or something? It’s like an amped-up version of that show Punk’d (is that still on?), where Ashton Kutcher would play pranks on celebs. This is so much worse, though, because we’re talking about really tragic shit, and like, if people read it and think it’s real, and they waste their, I don’t know, emotional energy or whatever sympathizing with “Chad” and feeling bad for him and stuff, that’s just fucked up. Like I said, I don’t see how a person could screw with people like this. It’s fucked. I don’t even know what else to say about it. I’m just really offended.
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Friday Night.
Just got back from the movies. Saw the new Will Ferrell thing with Wyatt and Jasmine. She and I are all good now, which is nice. I talked to her about my whole thing, we worked it out, and it’s cool. That was last night, we had drinks. Tonight, we took in the movie and made it an early night. I feel like an old lady at 27, home by 9:30 on a Friday night. Maybe I’ll get a good night’s sleep, though. That I’d be down with, for sure.
How great of a friend is Wyatt, though. I totally flaked on him for lunch today and he was completely understanding. I’ve gotta learn to appreciate the value of good friendship, and be a better friend myself, maybe. I probably shouldn’t have ever even been upset with Jasmine, really. I should work on that stuff. But yeah, to make it up to him, I’m going to buy Wyatt lunch at this little Mexican joint tomorrow. I think he’ll be really impressed that I’m picking a little hole in the wall place, since, you know, that’s usually his whole thing and not really my forte. James actually took me there once, not that lunch with Wyatt is the same thing at all, since it’s not a date, but, I was saying, James took me there and I remember their carne asada tacos were really good. So that should be fun. I’ll let you all know how it goes.
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Lunch.
Just got back from lunch with Wyatt. We talked about the party some more and he agreed that it’s super-ridiculous. What kind of friend is Jasmine, anyway? Was it really too much to expect that she not invite my ex to her party, especially after how he broke things off? Come on. It’s such shit. I mean, I’m definitely trying not to be pissed at her about it, but I feel like I want to say something. On the other hand, I know that’s really not going to accomplish anything and of course she meant well and all but—ugh. It’s still a little aggravating.
Anyway, Wyatt and I went to this great little dim sum place. Since we’ve become lunch buddies he’s steered me in the direction of lots of little hole in the wall places that I guess I wouldn’t have ever really checked out otherwise. I’d say I’m probably a little too germaphobe-y to go into restaurants like that on my own. So yeah, though, they had the carts and everything, and it was pretty cheap. We had some of those little shrimp rolls, like the long ones, with the soy sauce on them? And the baby shrimp? I don’t know what they’re called, but they’re really good. Those were the stand-out of the meal for sure. Wyatt liked the crab claws the best, but those were a little too weird for me to try. If I think of the name of the place I’ll mention it in a subsequent post. Definitely highly recommended.
Oh, and as for the stuff with Jasmine, I don’t know what I’m going to do yet. If you have any advice or anything, feel free to weigh in with a comment. Thanks.
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The Party.
Hey, welcome to my new blog! I had one on Blogger for a while but people kept saying how much better WordPress was, so, here I am. Without further ado, my inaugural post on the new blog.
Fuck James. It’s bad enough that he even came to Jasmine’s party. I don’t see why he had to even do that, but whatever, you know? Fuck it. I’m just so sick and fucking tired of his little mind games and manipulative bullshit. I guess I’m getting ahead of myself though. Ugh. Okay. Trying to start this from the beginning.
Last night was Jasmine’s housewarming party. She had a bunch of us from the office over, but not, like, everyone. Just the people she likes. Now, I know she and James are friends and all, but after what happened with me and James, it’s kind of inappropriate to invite both of us. So of course she’d completely promised me it’d be just me. Well, I get there, and he’s already fucking there, schmoozing and boozing it up with the other partygoers. So naturally, I make a beeline for Jasmine, because this is just fucking bullshit. I go through enough having to avoid him at work, I mean we’re on different floors and all but it’s still pretty hard. So I thank her for inviting me, tell her how great her new place is, and just kind of fucking launch into it. Like, why is he here? How could you be so insensitive? I mean I worded it a little more carefully than that, but I’m sure it was clear I was annoyed.
So, Jasmine goes into this whole thing about how she kind of had to invite him, how she ended up having to invite practically the whole office once word got out, etc. I pretended to be understanding because I knew she was being on the level, but I still think it was bullshit. No matter how much she felt she had to invite him, she still could have thought about how important it was to me, and not done it.
Anyway, I went and talked to Wyatt for a while and then went off to get a drink. Out of fucking nowhere James comes up to me at the drink table, and starts bullshitting, acting like everything’s just peachy between us. I just ignored him and walked away. Honestly, it was all I could do not to throw my rum runner in his face. Or smack him. I don’t know why he felt he had to come over and act like everything’s okay. It’s insulting. Tearing my heart out of my body and putting it through a paper shredder wasn’t bad enough, I guess.
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