King Dousche

I recently met this nice young man by the name of Brian Lovelace. Age 26, single, 2 daughters, lives in Mount Vernon. He is a personal trainer and training for the olympics.

We met at Dennys for coffee, late one evening. We had originally met online, and had innocently chatted a little here and there over the past couple months. He had originally contacted me through a dating site we were both a part of.

This same guy is also "Mr Universe" as mentioned in a couple of previous blog posts.
I tell this guy that I am not feeling a jump off situation, and that I would like to take things slow and really get to know him. Of course, he agrees that this is a great idea.

2 wks after our original get together, which was (Oct. 9, 2009), he came over.

He brought movies that he had burned. Paranormal Activity was the one I was interested in. It got over right around midnight.

He mentioned it being the "witching hour" and had to go. I joked that was he going to turn into a pumpkin or what?

As we hugged goodbye, he started nibblin on my neck... we made out, it got kindof hot and heavy..

This progressed to grown up activities that come after that. This did NOT include S.E.X., as I was not trying to go there ANY time soon. (we all know giving it up too easily kills the fun!)

I finally kick him out. We both agree that we had a good time.

This was 3 days ago.

Today, I was fartin around on good ol google, and decided to google mr. lovelace. What did I find?
I found a myspace page, belonging to a woman who will remain nameless, to not humiliate her specifically with this story. We'll just say she has the same first name as me, (which can not be found on this blog, so don't try). She is white like me, red hair like me, a bit chunky like me. I noticed her #1 friend is "Brian Lovelace". However, his page is private, and no picture.
I start looking through her pics.

LOW AND BEHOLD. My Jesus continues to protect me from harm. I found.............

Pictures of his wedding. Which took place a MONTH AGO.

Yes, pictures of he and his bride, their daughters, their friends.

From A MONTH AGO.

sigh.

I realize that this girl is living my nightmare. Anyone that knows my story, knows I dodged the "marriage to a pathological liar and cheater" bullet, 2 weeks before the wedding last year. And have 2 kids by that dousche bag.

So here I am, wondering what I should do here.

I have not told him that I know yet. I am still just fucking PISSED that ANOTHER LYIN ASS DOUSCHE BAG TARGETED ME!!!!

I wasn't sure if she would appreciate me contacting her, or if she would rather live in ignorant bliss. I know that I was GRATEFUL GRATEFUL GRATEFUL when women unwittingly were coming out of the wood work on my ex dousche bag.

I don't want to rock her world like that. It sucks ass!! It changes EVERYTHING! She JUST got married! She is probably over the moon with happiness. He is probably fucking other women before or after the gym every day like my ex dousche did.

So, he is claiming that they have been broke up about a year, that he lives with a bible thumping Jesus freak in Mount Vernon. That she lives in Bellingham. I find it strange that he can video chat with me all hours of the night, doing little strip teases and such. I mean, maybe she works nights? or goes out? Not sure. I know both times I have spent time with him, it has been a Friday night. He keeps telling me that our "relationship" will go as fast or slow as I want it to.

NEWS FLASH you moron. I was not born yesterday and i know how to use the fucking internet!! As soon as I found out his last name I googled him. But that day, I didn't try very hard. Today I got my answers. I had that adrenaline rush you get when you start busting someone. What a TERRIBLE FEELING.

Please don't be him!Please don't be him!Please don't be him!

DAMN!!!!!!!!! It's FUCKING HIM!!!!!!!!!!! WHY????????????????????????

Look, it's no big deal. I'm not in love or any such nonsense. I am just INSENSED that I ran into another one of these SO SOON!!! I mean, are they EVERYWHERE? SOCIOPATHS?? THese people are fucking monsters plaguing the planet. They seem to be in greater numbers up here in Seattle area.

This blog entry is dedicated to the loving wife. I'm sure she is a wonderful person who does not deserve this shit, and I will be NO PART OF IT. FUck that mother fucker for doing that to that girl and their little ones. If she ever goes looking for answers, hopefully Mr. Google will lead her here. I don't want to reach out and rock her world. If she wants to know, the info is now here.

Sorry girl.