Friday the 13th

I was never that superstitious about Friday the 13th. Until the day my ex’s psycho ex decided to pay me a visit at work. “Hi. I don’t think you know me, but I’m his girlfriend.” Oh really? I was too angry and emotional to realize she was playing me for information. She was actually his ex and wanted to know more about our relationship.

The information I provided didn’t sit well with her. He sent her a mixed bouquet. He sent me roses. They went on a trip to Santa Barbara. Us, Singapore. (And I paid my own way, thank you very much, you gold diggin’ bitch). She got a necklace. I got a ring. Even though I was mad as all hell, I felt strangely superior – higher up on the girlfriend pole. Anyway, on that Friday the 13th, I went from pissed to smug to crying to screaming at him across time zones. And from that point on, I never cared for Friday the 13th and agreed with its “unlucky” designation.

Today turns that all around.

It’s Friday, January 13, 2012, and SpinnyLiberal is a year old. I wrote my first post on January 13th!

It’s been an amazing experience. I’ve met so many brilliant people on here. Some of your posts and replies have made me laugh, agree or disagree with you. Others infuriated me, but they always made me think.

Thank you for reading and commenting here. And thank you for your great blogs!

Happy birthday to me!

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