Blame the Puppy Dog Syndrome...

So I'm pretty upset right now. Pleased about the election results and a few other things going on, but we'll attack those later...

I've come to the conclusion that FF is a pathological liar. When someone's stories just don't add up and you get to the point where you're thinking "No flippin' way, I can't believe this guys luck is THAT bad" and then it hits you... yeah, there really is no way.

I have an issue when it comes to picking boyfriends. For one, it seems that I just draw in the crazies and the assholes. A lot of girls have this issue, but there's something wrong with me to the point where I feel bad for these guys, and take them in. Puppy dog syndrome. Hell, this is something that dates back to Elementary school when I would befriend some of the most sketchy and pathetic 1st graders around (granted you can be sketchy at that age).

The latest one, FF (a.k.a. Fire Fighter, the one who has cancer), is now driving me insane. It's completely over between us, and it’s not something I regret because yeah, he was sketching the hell out of me. After not talking to him for a while, he starts trying to talk to me today... and of course, there's another unbelievable story.

So he was playing football, getting ready for semi pro this year, went for an interception and went down wrong, tore his patella and "some major legaments I can't spell" (like you can spell anything to begin with, buddy) and now he can't walk at all or move his leg from the knee down.

Mind you, he's doing this with pancreatic cancer and less than two years to live.

Sure, having a time limit on your life means you want to fit in everything you can before you check out, but honestly... this is shortly after he tried to convince me he was the one who had to notify his friend's wife that her husband had died in Iraq... last time I checked, that's not how it works. And furthermore, I don't have any more benefit of the doubts to hand out for the next few months.

But I'm done. No more falling for this puppy dog bullshit, I'm raising my standards. They won't be as tough as a U.S. Citizenship test or anything, but damn it, it shouldn't be a freaking walk in the park!