The Jackass

We openly refer to my ex -- the abuser discussed in my last post -- as "The Jackass".

I can't remember precisely how it came about, but I'm probably not far off in saying that The Jackass had done something jerk-tastic in front of my parents. Because, yes, he really was that big of a douchebag.

Dad referred to him as a "jackass", and it stuck. (And let me tell you, he lived up to -- or perhaps down to -- the name!)

Oh. My. God.

So I met this guy on the 'net a few months back, and we met face to face yesterday -- the chemistry, to say the least, is very, very good.

For the first time in, like, forever, I actually feel attractive.

We hooked up again today, and holy FUCK, not only is he nice, attractive, and a gamer geek -- he has STAMINA! (wink wink, nudge nudge, know what I mean?) I'm going to go take a well-earned nap, now. *tired smile*