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Published on October 6, 2007 By dharmagrl In Misc

I have a pretty good 'gut' instinct.  I know when someone isn't being totally truthful with me; when they're not all that they claim to be - and when they're fabricating things that they've done and places that they've been.

I've had my eye on someone in my life for a while now.  They started off small, with little white lies here and there, intermingled with truth so as to disguise them better.  When people didn't notice - or didn't call them out on them - the lies got bigger.  Bigger, and more elaborate. 

I think that sometimes liars get caught up in their own bullshit.  They start believing themselves.  If you've done something, they've done it better than you, and more times too.  You cannot tell them anything, they cannot stand for you to appear better than they are. The thing is, the bigger and more elaborate the lie, the more opportunities there are for the liar to be caught out.  Tripped up.  Busted.

I've caught the person I'm writing about and thinking of a couple of times.  I haven't said anything about it, and I don't believe they know that I'm on to them. No, I take that back, I've said something about it once, but I don't think they caught it.  Actually, I think it's very apparent that they DON'T know, because the lies and untruths and exaggerations just keep on coming.  I can see right through them, right through the bullshit they've been spewing left and right.  How they can think some of the things they say credible I do not know, some of it is so unvelieveable that they must think me to be a total idiot.

I'm not an idiot. 

I can see right through them.  As Severus Snape said when he thought Harry Potter and gang were stealing from his stores and brewing Polyjuice Potion: Don't.  Lie. To me.

Seriously.  Stop lying to me.  I'm not stupid, I KNOW that you're not being truthful.  I don't know why you feel the need to make all this stuff up; why you can't be content with just being 'you'.  I'd think you far more interesting a person if you'd just stop all of this fibbing.  As it is, you're just boring - and unworthy of any more of my time.

You know who you are.


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on Oct 07, 2007
I admit intriguedness Come on, lady. Bust them out loud.
on Oct 07, 2007

They might know who they are, but I've got not a clue!

(time to email me, chikka!)

Yep, they do.  And, you have mail.

Come on, lady. Bust them out loud.

Not just yet.  I want to see who thinks this particular shoe fits them.

 

Vee haf vaze ov mekkink ju tok!

Ha!  Your torture methods have no power over me!!!!!!!  I am made of stone!hehehehehehehe.......

on Oct 07, 2007
I didn't do it. I can't recall any instance where I've uttered an untruth... to you.
on Oct 07, 2007
Curiouser and curiouser...

Remembering that you were one of the key ones to "out" Ashlee Ryder and company back in the day, I have to say I'm interested in how this all shakes out!
on Oct 07, 2007
It's not ME, is it? I don't lie!

But my curiosity is piqued . . .
on Oct 07, 2007
It's not ME, is it? I don't lie!


couldn't be you, SC! Nobody who thinks that Rush is the greatest band in the world can be all bad!
on Oct 07, 2007
Who's Ashlee Ryder?
on Oct 07, 2007
SC,

She was someone from a few years back. She made up a story of her own, and made up neighbours, as well as an entire drama that was completely fabricated. She (or possibly he) thus became the poster child for useless trolls!
on Oct 07, 2007
I am curious.

I am thinking of people on here who you talk with outside JU, and I can't think of anyone I doubt.

It IS a JU person, right?
on Oct 07, 2007
This sucks if it's who I think it is (now that I've added two and three together!) cause I hate being played!
on Oct 07, 2007
C'mon, girl, you gotta spill cause now this is driving me nuts! I have to know!
on Oct 07, 2007
This sucks if it's who I think it is (now that I've added two and three together!) cause I hate being played!


It IS me! ¡Mierda! I knew it!
on Oct 08, 2007
Looks like JU was getting too boring. Time for some spice.

<cue dramatic music>

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it


¡Mierda!


Wash your mouth out with soap, young man!


on Oct 08, 2007
It's not you Sausage Man, it's me. I've been outed now everyone will know the truth that I'm really (cue dramatic soap opera music)

  (dramatic pause...)

a man baby (said in my best Austin Powers voice).
on Oct 08, 2007

I didn't do it.

It's not you. 

Curiouser and curiouser...

hehehehe...

It's not ME, is it?

No, it's not you. 

This sucks if it's who I think it is

It sucks for me, too.  I don't like doing stuff like this, but at the same time I don't like being lied to.  I know, I know, I could have done it other ways, I could have done it away from here and not posted this article...but this is the only way I'm guarranteed that the person I'm thinking of will see that I'm on to them.  I think that they know, btw.  In fact, I'm pretty sure they've seen this. 

Mission accomplished.

Who's Ashlee Ryder?

She was a person who, back in 2004, decided that it would be a great idea of fabricate a pregnancy, a military husband and a baby.  When she was caught in that lie, she said that she was writing about the couple next door, and that their baby was critically ill and dying in the hospital.  She had us all fooled for a bit, everyone was praying for her (when we thought she was pregnant and that the fictional baby was ill) and wanting to send her things....and I think that the memory of her pulling a fast one on us really sticks in some JU-er's craw.

The person I'm writing about hasn't done anything as grand as Ashlee.  They have, however, irked me a little with their braggadio and one-up-manship.  Hence, this article.

I have to know!

Patience, my sweet.  Time will tell.

 

Looks like JU was getting too boring.

Nah.  I do miss LW, though.

 

a man baby

Ha!  Busted!

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