I don't want to say I told you so ... but, I told you so.

Wooing, how do you stand to be around all those awful people on consecutive days? I told you the girl from THE couple was annoying as hell, and now you have confirmed for me that my asshole radar is on point. The dick alarm went off when I met her, so good to know that I was right ... as usual. The bigger question is why dude from THE couple puts up with her? He needs to grow a pair and learn a little self-respect and dignity. In my opinion, he's the bigger loser of the two for being a pansy.

As for Pristine Suey, it must run in the family. I've never liked her sister or the friends of said sister ... just seem so fake. What's the male counterpart in that relationship like? Is he a wuss too? Well, on the upside, good thing Mute is gone and you won't have to spend time with them anymore.

Why did you offer up your goods to these spoiled brats? High five to Husband, by the way, for pointing out the snobbery of these two chicks. And, sorry, but I can't support you here ... that was poor judgment on your part for being nice to them AFTER you knew how annoying they were. Next time (if there's a next time), just fake an illness and stay home. You'll save yourself the headache.

*Sigh* I'm annoyed now just talking about those losers. Thanks, that's 20 minutes I'll never get back.

Speaking of dicks and losers, Blackstar called today. I think he must be feeling bad or guilty since our last talk because he spent two hours on the phone with me. TWO HOURS. Why must he torture me so?

Anyway, he's heading to DC in the morning for the inauguration. I swear, I don't know how this guy manages to be at every possible hot spot. He went to the Convention in Denver to hear Obama accept the nomination and now he's heading to DC for the inauguration festivities. How he manages to be a part of history is really quite shocking. He also claimed that if I had ended up getting staff tickets, he would have bought my plane ticket out to DC so that we can attend the ceremony together ... uh, yeah right. I felt some warm fuzzies for a hot second, and then remembered that he only uses people, and would've only used me to gain access. Why, why, gawd why, do I even waste my time on him??

He also offered to buy me a countertop deep fryer. I'm sure this gesture means he wants me to cook for him. Sorta like that time he bought me an electric mixer so that there would be no interruption in the delivery of baked goods.

So who's really the big loser in this tale? Me. Because in my twisted world of low self-esteem, I will later convince myself that he must still like me because he spent two hours talking to me. Wonderful. I need to find a therapist stat.

So, riddle me this batman: why do men like bitches and women like assholes?