My college roommate went to high school with Andrew Cunanan, who grew up to murder Gianni Versace.
Ummmm-
Well, myself, probably.
I have been a hardcore drug addict on and off for many years of my life, starting with crack at 13- moving to speed as an adult.
Grand larceny and theft that would have had me locked up for years had it happened after I was 18.
Doing pretty well now, as a single dad (I procreated with the one person more fucked up than me- she’s still off in la-la land) who has a good support system and has always been intelligent- just no reason to use it.
I always said that in a world where justice was cold and evenhanded, I would have been left out in the cold to starve long ago…
Never been really violent though.
Oh, yeah-
The boyfriend of my best friend from 20 years ago was convicted for aggravated kidnapping and murder after he dragged a girl two miles down some railroad tracks by her hair and then raped and murdered her.
We went to his trial. Only took three days.
He is currently serving life without parole in texas.
He had at least three rape convictions before he was 17. Not a nice guy. Cunning redneck motherfucker- his sister and his brother had a child together.
Damn. Glad to have not thought of him for a while.
I probably have, but she was never a friend of mine. She’s my SIL by marriage.
I find most of these stories incredibly sad. So many of them involve children-which wigs me out just by itself–and so many of them seem to be undiagnosed mental illness. God knows what my SIL is–I think of her as just a narcissistic, shallow, lack any self-analytic skills mom, but who knows.
Oh, and my locker for gymn was two down from the woman who put Gary Dotson away (can’t recall her name right now). She was a weird girl, no question…
I used to work with the guy who, on a bet, ran for and was elected Marshall of Skidmore. Because of threats from McElroy his wife moved back to her parents and he slept with a gun under his pillow. When the news came into work that McElroy was dead we basically downed tools and celebrated for the rest of the day.
(long, babbeling.)
A former friend out of the blue divorced her husband of 9 years ( 3 kids) and as they were working semi-amicably through the divorce when he found out that she was cheating on him and had not being paying for the mortgage for quite some time.
Her paycheck covered the mortgage. His paid for everything else.
She had decided to stop paying the mortgage and take weekend trips to vegas and party with her divorced girlfriends. These girlfriends are the cream of the whorish-crop. They go to some Fan Fair thing in Nashville and have public sex with guys they just met. This isn’t hearsay. They take pictures and I’ve seen the public, unprotected sex graphic shots. A few of these women are elementary school teachers.
In the settlement he got the house and they share custody of the kids. It has taken us ( the friends) since day one to tell him to drop the double mortgage payments and let the house go into foreclosure, therein, bringing her down with him for her dumbassery. In less than a month, he will be officially out of the house.
She was renting a house from another sociopathic man-hating woman who crapped allover her husband (very odd relationship, until this husband got sick of being treated like dirt and divorced.) and was paying only electric/cable at the house and pocketing the rest of the money her x was giving her as support. Somewhere along the way she got her tits done and had some birth control device put in so she could have unprotected sex. Her x only found out about the non-rent paying when his x was suddenly being very nice and wanted to try to work things out. Turns out the rental house went into forclosure and his x moved back in for a whopping two weeks before he kicked her out due to rampant mood swings, lying and being a bitch.
She started to tell everyone she got a job to make ends meet at a ‘biker bar’. Now, she teaches kindergarten and everyone was like, “ooooh, life must be rough if the only place you can get a job is a biker bar about 20 miles away.’. My brain went, " There are 200 bars in a 50 mile radius, and all she can get a job at is a supposed biker bar? Why doesn’t she get a job closer to home?” The answer is because she bangs anything with a dick and we live in a small town.
So, we went to see her at work. It is the furthest thing from a biker bar. It is a neatly, barely smokey, clean country bar. It does have some Harley decorations, but it isn’t some rough and tumble joint at all. When she doesn’t have the kids
( which is most of the time as they are with her parents 90% of the time even when she does have them.) she is off banging a different guy every night from the bar. And taking pictures of this. ( Seen them. Won’t say how. )
This past Xmas, at the school concert, she told me that her tests came back (she had been missing alot of school and was exhausted all the time.) . She had cervical cancer.
Now, I being a married, monogamous female, know dick about cervical cancer. But, when she says shit to me, red flares went up in my head. I did my research and find out it is from HPV that she got it. I print this info out and give it to her X and he shares copies of that with his inlaws. When the other mom’s from school started to feel all sorry for her and wanted to help her out because of the Cervical Cancer, all I said was, " Ummm. you might want to go to WebMd and research what you know about it." The pity party for her stopped by those who actually did research.
She has burned nearly every bridge before marriage (came close to being fired for lying and being a bitch to other teachers.) and has tried to or has seduced several husbands of her friends. She doesn’t mess with my husband, which disappoints him to no end, we rationed it is because we own a trailer, a dolley and he can move her ( as he has done twice) all by himself.
When she announced the divorce, we decided since we did not know what went on behind closed doors that we were not going to pick sides, but to be there for the kids. Our house ( and my best friends house) is their safe haven and they are doing OK.The teenage daughter is old beyond her years in many instances and comes back to reality with standard Teen Theatrics in another moment. All the kids are incredible atheletes. Incredible. And mom guilts/bribes/something with the boys to keep them from playing football, baseball or wrestling. Mom doesn’t attend most of her daughers softball games. For this, I nearly want to punch her in the face.
We are in very tight with her X, as he is my husbands bestest friend (post divorce.)and he is referred to as My Second Husband. (more like little brother.)
Any female he talks too, if his X is present or one of her fucked up friends, there is a rumor the next day going around town about how he is sleeping with her. It is fascinating in so many ways. The current one involves my best friend who is 9 years older than him and she just giggles at it all. I’ve punched him in the arm and said, " Hey, what the hell! I’ve taken a couple vacations with you (and friends) and there are no rumors about us floating around. What am I? Chopped Liver!!!"
Anywhoo, his x is a trainwreck (who needs serious help.) and I told him he needs to send a thank you note to the first (known) guy he cheated on him with her for taking this lunatic off his hands and that the best revenge is to live well.
Human papillomavirus infection - Wikipedia “Genital HPV is the most common sexually transmitted infection. Estimates suggesting that most sexually active men and women acquire genital HPV infection at some point in their lives.[11] The American Social Health Association reported estimates that about 75-80% of sexually active Americans will be infected with HPV at some point in their lifetime.[12][13] According to the Centers for Disease Control (CDC), by the age of 50 more than 80% of American women will have contracted at least one strain of genital HPV.”
She personally may be sleeping around a lot, but MOST women (slutty or no) have gotten or will get HPV. "Most people become infected with various cutaneous HPV types during childhood. " (prev cite) I wouldn’t advise scorning women with cervical cancer because they must have been sluts to get it.
And even if sleeping around did lead to it, it’s still cancer. I don’t think you should shun someone who has a serious disease just because their lifestyle may have led to it. It’s not like being a more responsible person is going to make the cervical cancer go away.
Thank you.
I’m intentionally taking this out of context, to point out that it doesn’t hold water. I’ll show more concern for someone with cancer due to the luck of the draw, vs someone with skin cancer that looks like an alligator skin wallet, or someone with emphysema after years and years of smoking.
Yeah even some of us monogamus chicks get it.
OT: I went to high school with a guy who was the nicest person. He was just always there for a friend. We hung out quite a bit but as high school goes, when graduation come along, people drift apart. He got into FSU, started experimenting with drugs, I never really knew what with, flunked out, and just had this low and steady decline. About 10 years after we graduated he made the news. Seems he moved back home and was working at the convenience store around the corner of our mutual friend (one he had a crush on). He got robbed one night and actually chased the robber, cut his own arm with some big ass Bowie knife (who the hell carries those around?!) and flung blood at the robber. Turns out the drug use left him with HIV. He had a stint in a mental hospital after that, and last I heard was living on the streets.
This.
And unless both you and your hubby were virgins when your married, Shirley Ujest, you probably have HPV too.
A friend of mine who did 7 grams of cocaine once. He almost died.
He also drank roughly 10 bottles of whisky with 4 other friends. They all passed out before he did and he cotinued drinking till’ he passed out. In the morning, when he woke up and went to the kitchen to drink water and some breakfeast he fainted again. He had ended up in the hospital for 2 days with I.V
Not quite as disturbing as some of the other doper experiences, but I’ll share mine anyway.
A colleague’s daughter became pregnant, she was thirty, in a long term relationship and the pregnancy was desired.
She broke the news to anyone who would listen which we found surprising considering she was only a couple of weeks along.
At around four months she told us the heart breaking news that the baby had the neural tube defect spina bifida. After agonising weeks of tests it was decided that the baby was too effected and the pregnancy would be terminated. The procedure was arranged at around five months, but it was discovered before the operation that the baby had already died and she had to be induced and give birth to the baby naturally. This was complicated by the birth having to be registered as the baby had died of natural causes.
So very upsetting.
Except the entire thing was made up.
The partner of the woman had no idea she had been telling people she was pregnant. The woman was rather overweight so there wasn’t any reason to doubt the pregnancy based on physical symptoms- she looked pregnant. All of the stories she concocted were so elaborate and consistent that there was no reason to doubt her.
Funnily enough she is now actually pregnant. Her mother ensured she accompanied her daughter for the ultra sound.
Crazy stuff, I feel sorry for child to be.
As sad & stupid as that situation is, does anyone else hear that sentence in a Yoda voice?
My former neighbor who has four kids all of them by different fathers. She was married to the first but three were from boyfriends.
She is a high-school dropout who got her GED, she was studying nursing, but she also worked for Mcdonalds and quit her job once or twice a month. I don’t know how that nursing thing is working out for her, now. She used to pay me for babysitting, 100 dollars every two weeks but she quit her job frequently and was not able to pay me. She asked me for 250 dollars for her electric bill --luckily i didn’t have that much cash on hand.
I used to babysit for her kids, until she moved back in with her mother. I liked her kids, so i would fix a meal for them and try to help her keep up with laundry. I washed dishes everyday with my soap and brought a spare towel at a thrift store to rest the dishes on while drying, but she threw the towel away.
I cleaned the microwave and fridge, because they looked like it hadn’t been done in five years. She frequently left her dishes to soak so long that there would be several random dead bugs floating in the cold greasy water.
She tried to set me up with her cousin, but i didn’t want to move in with him after just one date, and he stopped calling.
The part I didn’t like was that she stopped paying me for babysitting, but i could still wash my clothes there. The part I hated more than anything was when she would yell at me through my window to get me to babysit. She also gave me two tabby kittens, because she said her boyfriend hated them.
Her oldest daughter worried me greatly. First she said she drank a quart bottle of alcohol based mouthwash. then she confesssed that she poured it down the sink. She said she got glue in her eye as a joke, and laughed at me later.
Her boyfriend tried to get into my pants a couple of times, and later told me he liked cats. He wanted to learn how to use a computer, but pouted when i wouldnt bring up porn sites, and he kept telling me how i would make a lovely wife so I couldn’t tell him much of anything.
I had to go to my sister’s house a month before she decided to move out and so i asked her to feed the cats, and hold my mail. So i cleaned my home before i left, and i bought plenty of food and cat litter, and some food so that i wouldn’t have to go out and run errands after i came home. She did not collect the mail. She fed and watered the cats but the litter box was a filthy mess and there was litter on the floor. The litter box hadn’t been touched for two weeks. My 9*13 pyrex dish was shattered on the floor of the kitchen for reasons that escape my to this day.
I have no knowledge of how 2 tabby kittens weighing 2 pounds apiece could have gotten it down off the top of the fridge, off the stove and all onto the floor, while still leaving the cookie sheets on top of the fridge, and without hurting themselves.
She moved in December 2006, and used my trash can to throw away stuff. Next month I found out that she had not had her mail forwarded and that the USPS thought that I had moved too. I had to call her cousin to try and get the mail problem sorted out, but that went nowhere. And yet I liked her kids. I got tired of her after awhile but i really like her kids, which doesn’t make much sense to me. I would play with the girls and cuddle the baby boy, and mended a pillow for her daughter.
Nobody else who’s lived here seems to have bothered with forwarding their mail but that is a whole another rant. Plus I have a screwball landlord I want to talk about in another post.
Yeah, my ex-girlfriend (and before you ask, no, I can’t provide any good reasoning for why I was with her).
She has a scary obsession with one of the lead singers of They Might Be Giants (most of the hardcore fans probably know who I’m talking about, since she’s pretty well known in the fan community) which goes way beyond celebrity crush. She TWICE got kicked out of her college for skipping class (and hense failing them) in order to go to concerts all over the country. She used ussearch.com to buy his background info and would take trips to NYC to just sit in front of his home for 5 days in a row. She apparently went up to his wife and son one time and said to him (he was about 4 years old at the time) that she was going to be his new mommy soon and then ran away.
Here’s the most fucked up thing. 6 months after we broke up, we were both attending a concert, but separately. A couple days before the show, she realized that there was no public transportation from the city back to her college (which was about 100 miles away) until the next morning, so she spent the next 5 days nagging and begging me to drive her home after it. Even if I WANTED to spend 2 hours in a car with her (and another 2 hours driving home) I couldn’t because I had to get up for work REALLY early the next morning, so I not only told her no, but I told her not to go at all if she couldn’t find a ride…so the morning after the concert, she sent out an email to MY relatives warning that I was a dangerous person who could not be trusted, as I abandoned her and forced her to hitchhike home after a show, knowing about her situation. That was the final straw and I haven’t spoken to her since…
My husband’s aunt is a piece of work. Her husband works two full-time jobs to support her and their three kids. He basically works and sleeps. She sleeps all day and parties all night. It’s not unusual for her to just disappear for a few days. She “homeschooled” her oldest child, while the other two went to public school. By “homeshcooled” I mean that the oldest child raised her two siblings and did the housework/cooking while mommy slept all day and partied at night. Somehow the oldest (who I admire greatly) actually managed to self-study her way to a GED while raising two kids, and has recently left for college. The mother has recently announced that she’s pulling the middle child out of public school to “homeschool” him. 
I don’t understand why the husband puts up with it, but I’ve never met either of them so who knows.