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A Little Golden Noose (Part I)

Written by Alice Kite

My ex boyfriend was living in my house.  He had fled his family in Oceanside, California.  We worked the same job, it was all online.  We met once then he came to stay with just his suitcase, and computer. His loving, loaded mother sent a few boxes, too.

I lived with my parents.  Who both worked dead end jobs. Forty hours a week and barely making ends meet, but somehow this straight edge (no sex, no drinking, and no smoking) suburban hell boy ended up living in my house.

He decided to forsake all of his vows of sobriety to be with little me.  In retrospect, I'm sure it had less to do with me and a desire to escape the clutches of his controlling parents, and his failing grades.

The sex was lousy, and then it was alright. Then it was lousy again.  He was in my space all the time, too lazy to get a job and we couldn't afford it.

Then he wrecked my mother's Land Rover.  If you've ever ridden in a Land Rover, or know anything about cars.  You will know that a Land Rover discovery is a rather tough vehicle.  They up armor them in Iraq.  We got hit once, and barely had a scratch above the wheel well.

Unfortunately, someone driving a large green Mercedes Van went careening through a red-light at an intersection where my "at the time" boyfriend was taking a left.  Now, that's just his story, but his driving was terrible enough to make me convinced the Denver Red Light was actually his fault.  Even if it has the shortest one in the country. (Really!)

Well, with my mother's car trashed.  Our financial situation only continued to get worse and we had to move into an even smaller apartment.  In which I was then sharing my bedroom with my mother and (now, ex boyfriend), which was perhaps the most awkward living situation anyone can manage.

I'm not the most stable of people, but considering the situation I was short options.  I spent two weeks in bed, broken down and not going to work.  The new place was cheaper, so my paycheck wasn't as necessary, however...

My ex boyfriend (we'll call him "The Prig" from now on), decided to go on a trip to meet his WoW girlfriend in some obscure southern state I can't remember.  We both played, though on separate servers.

Well the Prig was gone for a few days, but returned in short order for Thanksgiving at my mother's friend’s house.   I was dressed up, mostly as a slight to him.  Since he was a Prig.  Well, it turns out he is telling my mother he feels very bad for what happened between us.  That he loves me 'ever so very much'.

The next night, the Prig, the idiot, the California surfer boy asshole decides to get smashed with his new friend from work.  A very out, gay fellow.  Now, I'm pretty liberal and accepting.  But he wasn't.  Needless to say, I got to hear him talk about shaving his balls in his friend's bathroom anyway at one point.  Again, I think this has to do with some untapped rebellious streak.  Since the poser skater boy wouldn't have known what defiance meant if it had hit him in the face until that point.

However, he came home one night, drunk off his ass after his trip and said "I think I love you more, but she was prettier naked."

Call me shallow, but I doubt that.

Needless to say, I patted him on the head in the most condescending way I could manage, and left the room.

Our relationship had fallen to pieces largely because I couldn't stand him.  You never know what you're getting when someone IMs you.  I guess that's it for me when it comes to republican, straight edge, homophobic buffoons who couldn't find a sweet spot if they had a road map.

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0 #2 RE: A Little Golden Noose (Part I) — kobra000 2011-04-07 08:35

yes one must never date off the internet,a 30 minute im could turn into 19 months of pure hell.

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0 #1 Wake up — Waldo 2011-02-23 19:01

Oh good grief, sounds like a guy I know in Mt Shasta, ripped me off lots of money, thinking he is so good 'Born again Christian' while living with his mother for over 4 years, he is over 57 years old !! He golf and bowls in Weed/Shastina area as if he is so Important to be there. ( cough cough) and not once he touched me... hmmm Guys like your ex and mine, WILL not change ever.. keep your money, let him sleep on the couch and be just a friend...

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