Well, my baby turns 38 tomorrow, and I am glad that I was able to celebrate it with him this weekend.  We did something that I have always wanted to do.  I met him at a bar, and we pretended as though we didn’t know one another.  It was hysterical because he knows the bartender.  The guy had no clue.  It was pretty funny and cute.  We went home together, and I bet the bartender was like “G. is a P-I-M-P!”  He is so amazing, and I wish he would realize that.  If he saw himself through my eyes, he would understand.  For almost three years, any guy who came along never measured up to him.  He said that the girl he dated for a bit hated me, and I know why.  We really sigh….

We’ve always had such a passionate and intimate relationship.  Every day that passes, I love him more and more and more.  It’s something that I didn’t think could be possible because I have been madly in love with him since 2006. 

My psychotic ex has finally taken the hint and left me alone.  G. thinks it’s not over yet, but I think it is because she finally has a new love interest, and the guy doesn’t know what a psychotic idiot she is.  I hope he never figures it out because while she is infatuated with him, she won’t bother me.  This girl ruined me for years, and I hope that she doesn’t do that to someone else.  She really is a bad seed.