Life: Really p–d off at ex-gf

I’ve just found out who sent me the flowers on the 6th of November.

My blinking ex-girlfriend. *grr*.

She came round today to drop off a book and video that an old friend borrowed (Hellraiser video and Tom Sharpe’s Indecent Exposure by the way). We started talking about her new boyfriend etcetera and the conversation just slightly drifted. She then told me she had a confession to make and that she was the one that sent me the flowers (“to play with your head and hopefully get you back with me”).

This is a girl I dumped near the start of June because she was, to put it lightly, putting a little bit too much pressure on me (i.e. wanting to get engaged within a week of knowing her: even with my ex-fiancee things were a bit quick in that area – but even then we left it over a month)!.

We’ve stayed friends, but she’s always said she still loves me (I however, didn’t love her and kept on trying to get her to move on). I must admit, I did have my suspicions that it could have been her (the text messages sent after the flowers said that I had given the sender my name [with my correctly spelt surname], address and mobile phone number [to send text messages it would have to be the phone’s direct number which I don’t know off the top off my head] – whilst drunk. I’m sorry, but whilst I do have an inane ability to get to a “safe place to sleep” whilst drunk, it’s always been extremely doubtful that I could have reeled off all that information).

Needless to say, after the 5 hour chat we’ve just had (I actually wanted to phone my GESF (Green Eyed Southern Friend), but now it’s just too late) – I am angry, annoyed, disappointed (I actually thought she would be above “petty” things like that: she also threw some cooking oil and tomato soup at my door a fortnight ago, but it came off within 10 minutes of me noticing) and p–d off at her. I wouldn’t be so mad if she hadn’t actually lied to me concerning it (I did ask her on both occasions only to be told ‘no’): then she proceeded to ask if we could still be friends (and that, even though she’s now with Kev, she still loves me). Of course, I said yes and that I still loved her – but since she’s with Kev, she’ll have to make a decision between us and that we should both have some time to think about it.

Yep – if she wants to play mind games, I’m more than willing 🙂 . Those of you who know me will know I’m a fan of “word games” and I definitely don’t like being taken for a fool. I’m not a vengeful person by nature – but there’s “having a laugh” and “taking the p—“. I’m not going to lead her on for too long (as I’m not that cruel), but just enough to let her know that if she crossed my path, does anything to me/my property again: then – shall we just say, I might have to contact an old friend which knows people that I wouldn’t like to know personally…

Luckily, it also seems that “somebody up there” is on my side – she’s having to move out of her flat (which is around 10 minutes walk from her) as the council have just condemned it (i.e. classing it as unsuitable for human living) for damp and that she will have to move to new accommodation elsewhere. It currently sounds like she’ll be moving to Glenfield, but the further away from me the better.

(Picture of Anger courtesy of Emotion Eric)