Hello, and welcome to the final edition of "I Know What You Did Last Monday". Yes you read it right, this is the last time I'll be writing this column on the LOP Main Page. It has been a couple of months since my last column, and for that I'd like to publicly apologize. It's been a crazy few months around here in which nothing seemed to go my way, especially time.

This is one of the reasons that I haven't been able to write. With my job taking up the entire day, driving home, eating dinner and trying to get whatever possible I can do squeezed into that couple of hours left in the day before I had to do it all over again just became overwhelming. One man, David Cahill kept getting on my case about it, "Where is your column?" and so on, but when I finally got the time to sit down and write, my COMPAQ (Never buy this brand) laptop broke. After a week or so I finally figured out a way to 'temporarily' fix the problem by carefully placing wires in certain positions so the computer would turn on. This lasted a whole week in which I found the time to write half a column, due to the length of mine as you all know it became harder to write it all in one sitting. This column was sidetracked by a BIG speedbump in the road of love for me.

I don't even know if you'd call this a speed bump, I think it qualifies more as a incredibly big car wreck in which there is no survivors, only 'friends'. As some may have guessed there is no girl of my dreams by my side at this point. I'll say this now, I don't get women. I've heard A LOT of things to 'help' me get over this whole ordeal, none of which really helped. I'll tell you what did help, but that'll come later. Here are a few things I heard, but when reading them put yourself in my shoes at the time of this break-up. You loved this girl with everything you were, she broke your heart and wants to be friends now, no real explanation, it came out of the blue.

1) "Don't worry about it Brendan, girls are like buses. You miss one, another will be along for you to catch in no time"
2) "Forget about her man, we didn't like her anyway"
3) "You're still young, if I was young again I wouldn't stick with one. Love'm and leave'm"
4) "There are plenty of fish in the sea. Throw your rod back in the pond and get one of them to yank on it"

You get the idea.no help at all. Men, so sensitive aren't they?

Why do girls ALWAYS think it's easy to be friends? I know this is a wrestling column, but this is more of a good-bye column, and I'm sure anyone who reads these columns can relate to these things, plus I'm explaining my absence. I just don't know how women do it. Guys dump a girl and that's that. It's over. He's a jerk, she's sad. Now, if a nice guy (me) who gives everything to a girl that eventually feels that she is having a change of feelings inside, not meaning that she doesn't love you, but more or less meaning you shouldn't date anymore, wants to be friends. She doesn't want to lose you because of how good you were to her, but she doesn't want to be with you at the same time.

And they actually think that we'll be like "Oh thank god! At least we can be friends! I thought after we broke up and things became akward with me being around you due to my still strong feelings for you that we'd actually 'be apart' for a little bit. But as long as we can hang out as buddies everything will be fine. Maybe I can pick out an outfit for you to go on a date with someone else?"

Come on. Ladies, that is not the way to do it. If you're going to rip out a guy's heart, do it. But don't hold onto it after, give him the damn broken thing and let him try to mend it himself.

So for that whole shindig I needed some time off because, well I was crushed. I couldn't think, let alone write a column. So there was that. After a week, in which I was still out of it but had to write, I began writing. Once again things got in the way, this time it was my little wires-everywhere computer. The wires moved and broke, and that was the last breath of my COMPAQ laptop. I called the manufacturer and they said the part that broke wasn't fixable since the warranty had run out, so I'd have to buy a new laptop. As if. So I waited a week, computerless/internetless, and picked up a new computer non-laptop.

After this whole ordeal with the computer I realized that I just haven't had the time as of late to do the column. I'm leaving LOP on good terms with management and am doing what is best at this time for everyone. Someone will get to step up into my main page position who can get it done week in and week out, and I get to free my mind from worry about trying to fit getting the column done in my week, while feeling bad when I don't get it done. Who knows maybe I'll be back in the future when an opening appears and I have the time again, but for now this is what's best and what needs to be done.

Now back to how I fixed things myself with the whole 'break-up' thing. Well I didn't fix things, but after this whole thing I felt like crap. I had been dumped. After you're dumped you do not feel all that confident, or whatnot. Well you might, but after a real serious relationship you don't.or maybe it's just me. Either way I was low on self-esteem. Now prepare to laugh. I went to an O-Town concert. No I'm not some hardcore music lover, and no I'm not gay (Not that there's anything wrong with that) I just saw the show a few times, and liked the music. So I went with a friend of mine. Call me gay, call me stupid for liking a 'boy band' but you can call me smart for the one fact for who goes to these concerts? Women. Lots and LOTS of girls. There were about 8 guys there. Me, my friend, and 6 others I saw who had g/f's thus they were forced. So put me and my bud in an park with thousands of teenage girls and you get what I got. Higher self-esteem.

Yes sir, I was called hot more times than the weather (And it was hot). Girls would walk by and smile, blush, everything. Damn, I was starting to get big headed! Naw, but it was what I needed. I felt like I could survive the whole 'break-up'. It'd take time but this was a MAJOR step I needed, and it came at the right time. I left the show that night with 4 phone numbers, all girls, all hot, and all who felt the same about me. Needless to say I wasn't feeling to gay leaving this boy band concert.

I feel like I'm venting a lot, but I feel my readers may want to hear this. Even if they don't it's here to read, and don't worry. I'll have a little wrestling talk below. But first.

A SPECIAL THANKS TO:

The Brahma Bull, The Rattlesnake & The Game