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I Always Have A Nemesis
Is it me? Am I the drama?
As we all know from 9th grade English class, or some other class — I’m not really sure which one. And seriously, I don’t know how any of us learned anything back then without the internet.
I feel like we were all just sitting cross-legged in a field with sticks in our hands, drawing in the dirt.
Anyway, as some of us know from 9th grade English class, Nemesis was the ancient Greek goddess of retribution. So in other words, when you say you have a “nemesis”, the implication is that it’s your own damn fault. This person has been put on earth to make you pay for something you did.
I have clearly got a lot to make up for.
I have big nemeses (nemesi?) and small nemeses. My biggest nemesis, She Who Shall Not Be Named, or “Satan”, as I like to call her, threatened to run me over with her car in the courthouse parking lot. So if I look a little twitchy in public, this is why.
My second biggest nemesis was, of course, my husband’s mistress, who was a nurse in England, but became a cam girl here in the States (and I use the term “girl” extremely loosely) and snagged my idiot, sex-obsessed husband.
