Ever have one of those moments, when you are so completely in love and just want to be SO brutally honest and get everything OUT? I had one of those about 2 months ago. I was at the computer, high on pills and on my 4th drink. I was in love. I had not fucked anything up to this point. I gave VCF my password. The thing to know here is that my password is the password to EVERYTHING. Myspace, 3 different emails, banking....you get my point. Now, it is good to note that I have been a faithful fiancee. I am sure this is how I concluded it was a wise choice to give VCF my password. Let us fast forward, shall we?
I have still been a faithful fiance. BUT, there have been a few (minor) flirtatious emails that may have slipped right off of my finger tips. Nothing screaming raw sex, but just a casual "yeah, we were so good in bed together" kind of a thing. Fast forward again.
VCF comes home from the slope yesterday. He decided to drink with his coworkers at the bar after he lands. I pick him up later. He is intoxicated. He has many things to say, such as "why are you so beautiful? Why do you love me? You are a stupid bitch." I take him home and drop him off. I am not too amused. I call him later to check on him. He is not at home. He had a brilliant idea to drive around. Oh, and he is MAD. Oh yes, mad as hell at me. Apparently he has been reading all of my emails for the past 2 months and not said anything. No time like getting stinking drunk to bring it up, eh? He finally came home and ignored me until 10:00 pm, when I am going to bed. But oh no, he is ready to fight. Although I am groggy from sleeping pills, I amuse him with my sarcastic wit knowing he can never recover. I will win this.
I finally won. Well ok. It was a draw. He said sorry first though so that has got to count for something. Had some make up sex. The dirty kind of course.
Never. Never. Never. Give your password out.
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Shit, Trashly. We're going to have to go back to the drawing board. You obviously have some shit to learn.
Bad, BAD Trashly. NEVER EVER DO THAT AGAIN!
BTW, You do have to assume, (I mean the man IS marrying you!)that he is just as sneaky as you are. AND, I can only imagine that you already have HIS pass word, and make it a point of keeping tabs on him.
Am I right??
Tell me I'm right.
Per FEMALE JIM:
Yes you are absolutely right. Also, was he just so bored on the slope that he had nothing better to do but go back 2 months into your emails. Maybe you should be sending him dirty pics the next time he is up on the slope to preoccupy his time.
And why the hell don't you learn to use the delete key. Everyone knows that if you are going to do something sneaky be sure to cover all your tracks.
In my own defense, I was behaving like Chowder Heads mother, and I simply was too high to do any of the advice that you all laid out. I have since changed all passwords and used my delete key.
PS I don't have his password. He gave it to me when I gave him mine, but I was too stoned to remember it.
DAMN it!!! Use your wiley ways to get it again. Start snooping immediatly!
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