soy un perdador

I guess the correct way in Spanish should be the feminine way (seeing as how I am a woman, at least, last time I checked I was). So...soy una perdadora whatever, I'm still a loser because I spend my time on the internet surfing and looking at things that more or less make me stupider than when I was puffin' the cheeba back in the day. Snooch.

After being acosted several times by a friend's man at Byron's weekly softball game, I learned some disturbing news about my dear ex. Before I delve in, I'd like to say that my ex and I have a very good relationship, no hard feelings and he is invited to our wedding. In fact, I got his RSVP for him and is current GF (also my friend) which is more than I can say about SOME people...but whatevs...that's not the flavor right now. Anywho, I come to find out that he doesn't have very many fans and by his behavior was looking to get an ass-whoopin' by none other than...one of Byron's softball teammates.

I can see how he could rub people the wrong way and be a jerk, but I guess this was something that I didn't need to know about him. Not that it'll change our relationship in anyway...but it just kinda sucks to know that someone you loved (and actually still do, but in that friend way) wasn't all that they had seemed.