Being Spiteful

So, I find out a few days ago that the soon-to-be-ex has finally gotten around to blocking me from her wall on FB, when this happened I wasn't sure, but I do know that it happened after I saw a picture of her and her new man (the one that she cheat on me with) on a picture that a mutual friend commented on.

After I saw this, I knew that she still has a thing for this guy, not that it matters, but it's something that she is finally willing to make semi-public knowledge. Now I don't want to say that I'm trying to be spiteful, but WTF! Our divorce isn't even final yet, but she wants to post up pictures of this creep? Well, doesn't matter, I've deleted her as a friend. (hat's not spiteful right?) While I was at it, I deleted a couple of her friends as well that have since blocked me from their info, people that never even asked me what was going on, or how I was, just a complete break from communicating with me, oh well.

Not sure how do deal with everything, but hey, we play the cards we're dealt, and we make the best of it. Found out where the creep's new job is...thinking of making a phone call, but whatever...I don't think I can be that mean/spiteful. Besides, I have other things to think about now.

Karma's a Bitch

It's funny how things in life happen. I've always been a believer in the idea of karma. The belief that the things that you do in your life effect the things that happen to you. Some use the old adage of "what goes around, comes around" or something like that.

Recently I learned that the man that was the third in this whole triangle of conflict was injured pretty seriously. So much so that surgery was necessary to take care of many of the issues. Now I don't like this person, however, I don't wish him any ill will. If I did, there was much that I could have done long ago. By the same token, I don't have much sympathy for him either.

I've been informed that he really has no one, family or otherwise that is helping him through this. I maybe I should feel something, but really, I don't. The only person I know that is showing any concern is, well actually was might be a better term, my other half. Spending the night with him looking after him for three nights now.

Oh well, moving on.