I am so done

I had a wonderful weekend - for the most part. I went out with some friends (and Cajun Girardi!!!) on Friday night. We all had a wonderful time. We went to a local country/cowboy themed bar. It's known for it's mechanical bull and line dancing. Normally this wouldn't be my thing, but I said what the hell. I even line danced!! Cajun Girardi and I were out on the dance floor quite a bit. Both of us were pretty drunk so it was absolutely hysterical - keep in mind that I have no coordination even when sober, but CG is much worse. And the best part was that he was trying to teach me! But he was great, very protective of me and my friends, making sure no one was bothered by any drunk losers. When I finally got home at 4:30 I was ready to sleep for a few days. Interesting story though - at some point, and I do not remember why this came up, but CG said he was not a good boyfriend because he can be a bad guy, he "crushes" women. I still have no idea what he meant by that. No worries though, the way I look at it, even if nothing romantic happens with him, he is still a nice guy who I would want to be friends with.
Now to the bad part. The Yankees had a three game series against Boston starting on Friday. The Yankees won on Friday. Good thing for me. There is this guy, I'll call him SDM, that I hooked up with quite some time ago, who I haven't seen since, but I have text message conversations with him quite regularly and he is as much a die hard Boston fan as I am a Yankee fan. So I sent him a message saying "Boston sux". I didn't expect a response since I sent it pretty late. Well when I woke up on Saturday at the ridiculous hour or 9 am (since I had a baby shower to get to) I noticed that I got a response. Here is what it says:

"Kiss my ass you chunk bitch. Cleveland is still a half game ahead of you."

What the fuck? Who the hell does this asshole think he is? I am very proud of myself for not responding to his message. Because what I wanted to say was that he has a tiny fucking dick, I've seen preemie babies with fingers bigger than his prick, he's certainly not in the best of shape, and quite frankly, he didn't do much for me. But I didn't say a thing. I bit my tongue.

Needless to say that didn't leave me in the best of moods. To be quite honest, I was very hurt, sad, and upset. Who says such hurtful things to someone? But I sucked it up, showered, put on a happy face, and took my hungover self to the baby shower. Well, during the shower I switched my phone to vibrate so it wouldn't interrupt the party. As I was getting stuff cleaned up I noticed that I had another message from SDM. Well I was in no mood to check it. But curiosity kills the cat, and I am a sucker for punishment, so I read it. What does SDM say this time?

"By chunk I meant chunk of Yankee loving filth"

Is that supposed to be an apology? I certainly don't think so. Needless to say, I have not responded to him, nor will I, but I do have something to say...

In the words of 20 Fingers, DON'T WANT NO SHORT DICK MAN!!!!

Get the fuck outta here, iny weeny teeny weeny, shriveled little short dick man