Call Me Crazy...

Have you ever had one of those moments in your life where you almost wish you could do it over...but you actually don't because of how ridiculously hilarious it is? Well, if not, too bad for you! I had one of those moments today, and although I feel like a complete moron, it was totally worth it.

So I am a member of several online groups, which mostly consist of a bunch of catty moms with nothing better to do than bitch and complain and gossip. Yes, I am one of them. I think I have said it before, and I will continue to admit that I am a lover of gossip and an instigator of shit for the fun of it. There is one girl that I have noticed posting a lot lately, who seemed to have a lot in common with me, and so I went to her page to request her as a friend and start a chat. For the sake of making it easier, let's call this girl Sandy (her name is NOT Sandy). So I go to Sandy's page, and it shows she is in a relationship...with one of my exes! It's crazy, right?! I mean, it's not a huge city or anything, so I wasn't terribly surprised, and it seems like my exes have a way of creeping back up on me anyway. Right, so, Sandy is in a relationship with Jackson Smith (again, NOT his actual name).

So I send her a private message that says: omfg. So I just went to look at your timeline because I notice you have been posting a bunch, and I like what you say...and holyshit. [Jackson] and I dated like 5 years ago!!! How did you guys meet??

Well, I didn't hear back from her, and then I clicked on Jackson's name...and we weren't friends. I thought it was strange because we had remained "friends" after breaking up, and every now and again we would say a friendly online "hello." I shrugged it off and assumed he must have unfriended me because of his blossoming relationship with Sandy...until he showed up on my chat bar a bit later, when I realized that Sandy is apparently in a relationship with a different Jackson Smith. This was about an hour after I sent her the message above...you know, giving her plenty of time to call/text/go down to Jackson's work and rip his balls off for cheating on her...

So of course, I sent her a second message letting her know that I was thinking of the wrong Jackson Smith, but I mean, let's be real here. The damage has been done. I look like a complete psycho stalker cheating whore. My friends, of course, found it incredibly entertaining and funny. Personally, so do I. I can't believe that I expected that there would be only ONE Jackson Smith...Honestly. And why did I not check if it was the right dude from the beginning?! The only plausible answer I have is that I wouldn't have anything to write about today had I done so.

So, Sandy...while I truly apologize for causing any unnecessary drama in your life, I must also thank you for allowing me to make a complete ass out of myself. And I wish you and Jackson Smith all the best for a very happy and bright future...sans crazy psycho stalking idiots such as myself.

It's really too bad for me, though, because I am pretty sure that she is an awesome chick....and would have made a great friend...you know, if I hadn't been a complete fucking moron <3

Here's to the blonde moments!