
I deleted Oliver from my facebook, so that I would stop cyber stalking as often. Well, it worked for a while, then I realized how many other "stalkable" online venues are available. None the less, I have weened myself somewhat. That is, until today, on the line with Cassandra she casually mentioned "Oliver has been tagged in a bunch of pictures with some TRAMP!" I quickly informed her that I had deleted him and instructed her to copy the images and email them to me.
She was in the process of amending a paper, so said it would take some time. As the moments passed I became increasingly anxious and consumed with the thought that he had beat me to a permanent rebound. As I waited, frantically refreshing my gmail inbox it came to me...I could just log in as Cassandra! DUH!
So I became Cassie and took a look. After ten seconds of hyperventilation while scrutinizing every image, I realized the girl was most likely the best friend of his niece who was visiting from France. The girls cumulative age was probably 30, and the one who had taken ALL those photos with & of Oliver must have just been a young girl with a crush...
Having rationalized the sitch I should have been able to move on. But that vindictive beast from the bottom of my black heart resurfaced. Still logged in as Cassandra I went to my own facebook page and left an entry that basically congratulated me on being so cool...I'm not proud, just resourceful.
I don't understand why I felt the need to do it. Oliver can't even see my page...so it must have been for me, right? ugh...the saga continues.
every day is a struggle.
I am literally laughing out loud. This is ludicrous in so many ways. ALL the reasons why I adore you.
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