Other people's misery makes me want to do cartwheels

Oh Jesus....maybe you are real. Maybe you decided to perform a real miracle just to prove to me that you are in fact the messiah.....

Doubtful, but I'm still happy nonetheless! I got a random email from Jim the married guy just a few short minutes ago. He asked me if I'd like to see his divorce papers. Before writing him back I checked the divorce announcements at The Olympian online....lo and behold. Ah, satisfaction.

See, the last time was saw each other was in July. After that rendezvous, we made plans to meet up again the next week. I never heard from him again (I know, story of my life, right?). I figured he had seriously pussed out and gone back to the psycho bitch. Not that I know she's a bitch, I mean my only view of her is what I had heard from Jim. And I'm sure he exaggerated in order to stay in my pants. The reason I thought this was two fold. One, he's a pussy. Two, he had his wedding ring on when he came over to my house that last night in July. I laughed when I saw it and asked him what the hell he was doing wearing it. He came up with some lame excuse about wearing it for a meeting with their lawyers to make himself look like a good guy. Retarded.

Anyway, I haven't heard from him since July. HE didn't call ME. And he has the balls to write me an email 8 months later???? I think he might actually be the biggest douche I've ever known.

So in conclusion, hurray for divorce and I hope she took him to the cleaners. Not that he really had much to take......

Afterthought.....I just realized that the truly awesome part of this, is that I have absolutely no interest in hooking back up with him. I can think of a million things I'd rather do that even see him. I feel pretty darn good about that!