One of my oldest friends, from the old life, sent me the links to the whole Jennifer Aniston Brad Pitt SAG Awards thing.
Saying – I kid you not – “this is you and Norm. He loved you so much. I can totally see this happening with you guys one day.”
Aw. Hell. No!
You don’t get to fuck around, break a good woman’s heart, and then, when it all goes pear shaped with the home wrecker, have your friends cheer him on when he comes back around. Hey, it sounds cute and all.
And then, our other friend did this.
Well, the small town gossip train is on…
She drove over to BG’s town yesterday with an old friend, Suzie, who is a family friend of Roger’s family.
Took her into the club – early on a beautiful sunny Tuesday, WTF – to check BG out! Jeepers. Like an animal in a cage, peered at. Ugh.
I got a Snapchat video of Suzie – an older woman – from J, nodding lasciviously, and telling me loudly that she approves, “very good looking man, Paula. Impressed. He’s a keeper right there.”
BG had no idea. Neither did I! No wonder we kept our whole relationship (as such) on the DL for so long! I’m trying to see it as ‘supportive.’
When in reality, it feels very stalkerish and kind of judgemental.